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crazyrav3n · 4 months ago

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The devil's Mark - Chapter 3 (Peter Steele x reader)

!! THIS IS an erotic chapter with sex. here's your warning. Yes, this is required for the plot- sorry for the diss on one of the members of type o negative. hope you enjoy it! I would also appreciate it if you commented or liked my posts I'm also on ao3 (w0mpy) and Wattpad (Toastlickr) it keeps me motivated to continue writing when you comment on literally anything. !!

After heading back home,

Letting your emotions out now, you collapse to the couch, staring up at the roof with your phone in hand.

The passion he had kissing that girl- it made you want to rip her skull off.

Your phone buzzed in your hand, hesitating to check it to see if it was Peter or not- it better not fucking be. Knowing you, you would blow up at him right now.

An unknown number, a voicemail?

“Hey. This is Kenny- I'm one of Peter's friends and I play in his band.”

You knew him, one of the co-vocalists of the band.

“Peter told me about what happened. You okay? I saw you at the party, let me get you a drink to apologize on his behalf.”

His voice was a little more raspy than Peters, a little higher but still attractive and smooth nonetheless.

Suddenly- you had a plan in mind. Revenge on that fucking asshole- make him jealous back.

Your hands slid to your phone, picking it up and punching in the letters to ask “Could you come over and bring the drinks instead?” you typed- before hearing the little ding of it deliver, Kenny reading it after a few minutes.

“Address?” he typed in response.

!! Erotica ahead. Oopsie poopsie?!!

Alcohol was always a way you coped with sadness, not enough to become an alcoholic but it was still nevertheless a bad habit.

Kenny had arrived at your house- he had a little bit of a goatee. His hair was messy- his eyes were softer. They looked softer.

A hookup.

That was your plan.

Show it off to Peter- he was interested in the beginning. He thought he could just run off and mess around with other girls after beginning to talk with you?

Kenny and you sat in the living room of your apartment- the lights quite dim. The sound of cars and small sounds outside was heard, maybe an owl or two.

“I love the feeling- but hate the taste.” Kenny laughed as he threw back a shot in sync with you.

“So.. What happened?” Kenny asked quietly, putting an arm around your shoulder. He wasn't Peter- but he was close… and he was still... Attractive. He had the same type of men you still desired. Long hair- goth boys. He had an eyebrow piercing- it was nice.

“I'm not..” you shook your head in answer and he stroked your shoulder with his thumb and nodded.

“You don't have to talk about it baby.” he softly smiled- comforting. He was nice- very sweet to go along with it.

You smelled something a little- skunky on him. Most likely weed- however, it smelt fresh. He smiled as he pulled two rolled joints out of the side of his pocket, smiling at you and raising his eyebrow in question.

“Let me light your joint, pretty thing.”

You held the familiar paper in your mouth- it had been a while since you had smoked pot. You just hadn't been able to get your hands on it.

You saw the cherry light up quickly inhaling and breathing out of a cloud of smoke- coughing violently with a few laughs in between as you passed it back and forth with him.

“Jesus girl- let me help you out.” Kenny took the joint from you- closing his lips and sucking out that warm smoke into his mouth, holding it in to lean over and use his hands to grab your face.

“Open.” His voice softly mumbled- a little raspy as he held the smoke in.

As you did so- interlocking mouths with him he blew the smoke into your mouth. Closing your eyes, it was a sweet passionate moment.

You inhaled- finally not coughing so hard.

“There we go, good girl.” He smiled at you- stroking your cheek with your thumb as he stared at you.

Silence struck out between you two for a few seconds as you both began to lean closer slowly.

…

Tongues quickly clashed together- holding onto each other. He pulled at your hair as he shoved his hands up your shirt- unclipping your bra from behind as it fell to the ground. It was the weed and alcohol that made you both so needy- most likely the fact that you hadn't had dick in so long.

Clothes slung to the floor- first shirts- then pants and underwear. Thank god for your birth control, as he held you down to the couch from above you- kissing desperately.

“Are you on protection? Can I do this?” he muttered- whispering right by your ear. His voice was breathy- needy and desperate like you.

You nodded back, but he grumbled taking his hand and grabbing your jaw.

“No nodding- I need a yes. Give me words.” He growled right near your ear- it practically made you crazy how he was so strict about consent.

“Yes- go ahead- please-” you mumbled back in response, leaning your head back as he left kisses down your body- a few bites and hickeys as he wandered down to your stomach.

Your voice streamed out in response- it felt amazing. He quickly stuck two fingers into his mouth- wetting them before sliding them inside of your wetness. The spit felt cool on your walls- as he curled his fingers and began to stroke and feel around you.

He spent a few minutes finding your sweet spot- before using his fingers to softly stroke it in a come hither motion- before leaning his head down with his fingers still inside of you and running the tip of his tongue to softly leave streaks of spit around your labia- fingers still pumping inside of you.

You cried out he was good with his hands and mouth. That was for sure.

Your eyes blinked and rolled back, as you felt his tongue come to around your clit- pulsing as he began to suck and taste it- savoring the taste of it.

It practically made your legs clench up tightening as he chuckled softly. His breath was warm and humid on your vulva.

“So eager are we? That's what I like to see.” He smiled at you from between your legs, before pulling his fingers out of you. Moving back up, he groaned softly looking down at you before shoving the slick-covered fingers inside of your mouth- forcing you to taste yourself.

You couldn't muster up more than a few whines and moans- before you softly felt him line himself up at your slick.

He flicked his cock against your skin- creating a few sounds before fully diving inside of you.

It wasn't the best sex you had- but sex is still sex.

Lips met once again, as he began to slowly thrust into you. He seemed to be enjoying it more than you- that's for sure. He softly groaned- right next to your ear as he began to pound into you.

The fingering- felt better. More stimulation- at least. You mustered out a few fake moans to arouse him- before he gripped onto you kissing you one last time.

Filling you- before slowly pulling away from the wet slapping noises that filled the room he groaned and sat up next to you- both butt ass nude.

“Did you cum?”

That goddamn question- every single time after mediocre sex.

“Yeah.” You lied between your teeth. Ugh. I would just go finish the job myself later.

“Well... Um... I have- Uhh.”

It felt awkward- you could see that he was trying to make an excuse to leave.

He slowly put his clothes back on- throwing you yours as well.

“As great as that was- um... I have to get home for a concert tomorrow.”

Ugh. Men.

You watched as he took his stuff- quickly stumbling out your front door as you heard him drive off leaving you alone with your thoughts.

Would Peter be any better at sex than him? I sure hope so. The hickies left all over should make him jealous though. It was nothing much anyway- nothing more than mediocre. It would get him jealous at least. If there was a concert- you should come to their concert to bug Peter.

As you groaned- before picking up your phone after it buzzed a little next to your leg.

“You okay?”

From peter.

“I'm sorry if I did anything.”

And although you were so annoyed at him at the moment- you knew he was better than that shitty Kenny friend. You still wanted him.

“I have a concert tomorrow. I can give you front-row tickets to make it up to you?”

Should you go to the concert?

#type o negative #peter steele #peter steele x reader #reader x peter steele #kenny hickey

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lovelykil · 1 year ago

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Could you do some nsfw imagines for Craig like you did for Kyle maybe ?? 👀🙈

suree😯

craig x reader older ver.

cw; nsfw

sfw ver.

Imagine. . .

Sitting on his lap feeling his length beneath you as his hands wander up to your shirt to grasp your breasts.

Him telling you to keep it down, his friends were just in the other room and he was fucking you deep from behind as you threw your weight on the sink, your hand covering your mouth to muffle out the loud moans.

Craig accidentally letting out a clear low moan from you sucking on his bare pasty skin while you stroked his hard erection.

Him holding up your hair to make it easier to face fuck your mouth, his head rolling back, he tells you how good your tongue is in a low whiney voice as his dick slides against it just right.

The way his warm tongue glides over your cold bare stomach, sending a slight shiver up your spine. He slowly reaches up to your neck kissing it lightly before biting down softly, his hands cuffing your right boob.

His hand over your mouth to cancel out your noises just for a tease as he grunts into your ear thrusting into you harshly

Your neck covered in visible hickeys along with some bite marks that your friends pointed out, Kenny nudged you in the arm while Kyle and Stan looked at each other.

Craig being on his phone completely ignoring the current situation but being very aware as you nervously try to avoid their assumptions, he smirks seemingly being proud of himself.

His moderate, deep voice degrading you from above, he fucks your pussy with both of his strong hands on the sides of your glossy, sweaty hips,, enjoying himself quite well when you respond with what he wants.

"You take me in like such a dirty whore, don't you baby?"

"Ah, good girl. Now take my cock you slut."

Him holding you by the waist when he wants to kiss you, gripping it slightly if he wants to make out.

He bites down on your lower lip wanting to be let in.. once he is his tongue voyages into your mouth, it finds yours and slides against it exchanging the warm saliva you both shared as they mush together. It makes you weak in the knees as he takes full dominance over your tongue, just causing a low moan to escape into his mouth that gets him hard.

Him blowing smoke into your mouth, he grabs ahold of your chin lightly as you took in the airy drug, he smiles down at you before licking his lips to crash his own into yours. His hips grind slowly against your crotch feeling himself grow hard for you.

Craig growing needy of your touch. He sets you on top of him to sit on his erection with both of his hands on your hips. He tells you to move your hips around for him slowly, you obey and lean forward to give him lazy kisses and lightly bite on his lip with a mischievous grin.

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maenjiro · 1 year ago

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whitecoming !!¡ ken ryuguji 𖦹 headcanons

ft. draken x fem!reader

synop + cw: draken and his favorite way of emptying his load i suppose. this is already quite explanatory but yk it has to do with cxm.

there’s nothing kenny loves more than cumming on his girl’s thighs. no matter the place or the position he loves seeing the the thick pearly white adorning the hickeys he left all over your thighs.

so to mention just a few of his fave moments

I. when he’s thigh-fucking you from behind in the shower? yes.

his hands resting on yours on the wall as he’s sliding his hard cock in between your thighs.

no better aftermath than his cum mixing up with the water from the shower dripping down your thighs plus draken leaning against your shoulders and panting. And of course leaving a kiss there.

II. on your bed when he’s fucking you from behind? yes

he’s holding your hips tightly not to lose his balance as you’re both on your knees. he's so focused on moving his hips with a steady peace.

your walls clenching so prettily around him and i know he would thrust so deep right before he's about to cum.

he's waiting for the perfect moment to pull out so he can release on the soft skin of your thighs.

bonus point if you’re in front of a mirror so you can both enjoy the white globs running down your legs.

he would smile because he's so in love with you and that view is his own personal heaven.

also the fuzzy look in your eyes is so cute, it makes him want to fill you up with his cock again. feeling your spongy walls milking him for more. such a pretty girl for him.

III. good ol’ mating press so he can see you arching your back when he strokes his cock to paint your pretty thighs white? most definitely yes.

this man goes hard with the mating press position but that's not what we're here for today.

IV. last but not least when you catch him jerking off and sit on the edge of the bed like a good girl, with your thighs exposed and you let him finish on you.

ken with his eyes closed and head thrown back in pleasure, the hand on his cock gripping so tightly his knuckles turn white as he’s draining himself to the last drop.

#tokyo revengers smut #draken smut #tokyo rev x reader #draken x reader #ken ryuguji smut #draken x you #tokrev smut #tokyo rev smut #𓏲 𓂃 ✒️ ❛ writing ༉‧₊#writing:// tokrev #feat:// draken

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thiscrying · 1 year ago

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Bad idea!

Kenny Mccormick x F!reader

𓂃𖤐 .* 𖥔៹ ࣪｡✧˚₊ ⊹

➟ 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: NSFW, aged up characters!!!

➟ 𝘀𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀: "darling, are you ready for more?"

➟ 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: Kenny Mccormick x F!reader

𓂃𖤐 .* 𖥔៹ ࣪｡✧˚₊ ⊹

You had an ex from three years ago, who you never really got over and was constantly on your mind, you had sex a few times after breaking up but he never really seemed to care about it.

It was almost 3 am and you miss him really bad, you even consider calling him but thinks about it and thinks this might be a bad idea.

With a joint and your phone in your hands, you take a hit and think about Kenny, his soft lips and the way his body felt on top of you.

Maybe it wouldn't be that bad if I called him, right? you wanted him, you desired him. Deep down you knew it wasn't going to stop so soon.

As soon as you click the call button, you feel a slight regret rising in your brain, it was too late to come back now. You're completely pulled out of your thoughts with a husky voice on the other end of the line.

"Hey sugar tits"

Oh lord.

Maybe i was just calling him to satisfy a late night craving, like i always did. This all started when i was drunk and decided to call him.

It was a bad idea to think I could stop.

"Hey kenny, i was wondering if you could come over"

"On my way, but what makes you call me this late at night, hm?"

"You'll see." You said and then hung up.

He knew what you wanted, and you also knew that you missed him more than you should, you would have walked away if his sex wasn't so strong, in fact the best you've ever had.

After a few minutes, Kenny shows up at your door, giving you a slow kiss. Wasting no time, he carries you to the bedroom.

"You look so pretty moaning my name with my cock in your mouth. I missed you." Says Kenny looking at you and approaching, he licks his lips and looks at you from top to bottom.

You both knew that you shouldn't be doing that, but what was the use of getting so far and everything ending up in vain?

Without thinking too much, Kenny quickly threw you against the wall while you stared at his beautiful ocean eyes, pressing your bodies against each other and putting your knees between your thighs. Without hesitation, your lips collide and the blonde asks for passage with his hands to your neck. Gently, Kenny pulls you to the bed, getting on top of you. How could he attract me like that? I really don't know and honestly? That was my last concern

"Look at you... so pretty. I'm gonna make you look like a mess, absolutely ruin you, slut." He said, and took one last look at the bottom of my eyes. Before you even think, you were already kissing once again, you quickly have a vague memory that you had sworn to yourself that you would never even look to Kenny's eyes again, you wouldn't make that mistake again. But as long as you were together, nothing really mattered, you both just wanted your bodies together again. Fuck, why did he have to be so goddamn hot?

You couldn't stop, not so soon, you were addicted to each other's bodies and maybe even wondering how you got there, anyway, fuck everything, I just want him on top of me now.

Kenny puts his hand under your shirt, giving a slight lift in your bra, thus giving way to his hands that, in turn, played with your hard pierced nipples. His kisses became more intense and went down to your neck, varying between kisses and hickeys as he started undressing you.

For a brief moment, it crossed my mind and I found that there was a reason why I always made the same mistakes: He was addictive. A fucked up drug that made me want more, and honestly? I would die of a happy overdose if Kenny were the cause. I'd always went back to him, in the end of the day.

"Show me how much you want me, how much you missed me." he said, running his pale, cold hands over your body, sending shivers all over you.

"Try not to moan too loudly, babe." He declared grabbing my thighs and kissing the inside of them, pushing my legs apart and running his fingers all over my skin, causing goosebumps all over my body. "I don't want everyone to hear my girl moaning, I'm kind of selfish in that sense."

He says, as he pushed away the last piece of clothing I had left and introduced his fingers into my cunt. My mind turned into a complete white and I could only think about how much I wanted that boy to fuck me.

My moans echoed through the room as he licked my clit. "M-more Ken, I want more."

You felt a smirk as Kenny introduced another finger into you, you felt your whole body electric and it didn't take long for your orgasm to spread throughout your body, making your legs shake.

You knew it was a bad idea needing him so late.

𓂃𖤐 .* 𖥔៹ ࣪｡✧˚₊ ⊹

HEY BITCHESS!!! IM BACK 😈

This was inspired by @kenny-the-ken and @n0tangeliccc

They're both amazing writers, check on their profile

Sorry this is short! I'm trying to improve! 💞

#kenny mccormick x reader #kenny mcormick x reader #kenny mccormick smut #kenny mccormick hcs #kenny mccormick #south park #south park kenny #kenny south park #sp kenny #kenny smut #girl in red #bad idea #smut #south park smut

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tonixe · 1 year ago

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☆ 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐘 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑/𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

n.o.t.e.s - This was floating in my head!!

w.a.r.n - Little NSFW, fluff, and dirty thoughts, Kenny being a total perv

p.a.i.r.i.n.g - Kenny x Rapper/Singer!reader

w.c. - 934

☆ Kenny is 18+, so don't try to kick me off.

☆ Reader is also 18+.

Ꮺ SFW Ꮺ

You met Kenny when you were disguised as you were going to a coffee shop in South Park called 'Tweek Bros Coffee' trending on your Instagram page. Due to your concert that was being held there.

He caught your eye, he was an employee working there. He had beautiful golden hair and blue eyes. When he looked at you, it made you blush.

☆ Kenny walked over to your table holding a notepad, "Hey beautiful, what do you want to order?" he asked you holding his notepad and pen.

You blushed immediately at his compliment, "looking down at the menu, your hair covering your cheeks. "I would like a latte and strawberry cheesecake," you said, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear.

"That's a good choice," he gave you a wink, and you turned redder by the second, "T-thank you" you smiled, you swore you saw pink glitter all over your cheeks.

You saw some paparazzi trying to find someone, as they were searching for the celebrity that was rumored to be in the area.

You waited, looking at your phone and scrolling through your Instagram feed.

Soon your food was served by the hottie, which got you blushing. The food was good something that suite your sweet tooth, you were with awe with the food.

Soon your mood was ruined by the paparazzi that ambushed the cafe, you didn't want to get caught in the action of them ruining their mood, as you left your balance on the table in cash and a lovely tip for the hot waiter.

Soon the paparazzi figure out where you were, and you started walking faster away from their stupid questions, "Y/N why were you spotted at this cafe in the south park"

"Did you know that south park is a dangerous area"

"Are you visiting a lover" the paparazzi yelled out trying to get you before you got pulled somewhere, your mouth covered before you can even scream.

"Shh!" your eye came to contact with the person who pulled you into what seem to be a storage unit, "H-how did you know?" you said quietly.

"Your smile" he said.

"O-oh" you murmured, after what happened at the cafe you guys seem to hit off.

Kenny would definitely be a supportive boyfriend for you, he would be backstage cheering for you. He would help you with everything.

Kenny would deliver your lunch stop by your record label, and support you all the way. What would only happen would you cuddling with him and your producer just yelling at you to record your music.

☆ He would be always humming some catchy song that you made from listening to it for so long.

He would be your little photographer, when you want to take a picture Kenny would get on his knee to even to take the perfect picture for you.

The first time you take a picture with Kenny and upload it on your Instagram, the comments exploded with some much drama, and comment about you and Kenny.

Even the paparazzi are making the theory of your relationship with him.

Kenny would put you on a pedestal; he kissed your feet, always treating you like a queen.

Kenny would there for you, especially when you're doing a music video that takes most of your energy.

☆ Kenny is going to be your number 1 fan.

Ꮺ NSFW Ꮺ

Kenny is your number 1 fan and your favorite groupie.

Imagine this, After your concert, you wrapped your arms around his neck, kissing him, as he picked you up, heading to your guy's hotel.

Throwing you onto the bed as he stripped himself and you of your clothing, throwing your head back as you moaned out from him fucking you.

As Kenny glittered your neck with hickeys and love bites.

☆ Imagine getting ready for your show, doing your makeup, touching up your outfit, and feeling nervous about performing for hundreds of people. Hearing Kenny entering the dressing room.

Looking at his reflection in your mirror, "You ready for your show," Kenny said, walking toward you and rubbing your shoulder.

"I'm a bit nervous; there are more people," you murmured, looking down before turning your head to Kenny before he lifted your chin, "Want me to make you feel better" he whispered into your ear.

Nodding at him, soon he was in between your legs, as he held your legs up, going to town on you, your moans filling the dressing room. His tongue fucking you, making eye contact with you, you as he gripped your thighs.

Kenny's saliva drooled down his face, making you feel embarrassed, hiding your face in your hands.

"Don't be shy, Y/N. I want to hear you moan."

Kenny couldn't keep his hands off you, especially when you were wearing a revealing outfit or tight for your concert. He loves it when some of your outfits squeeze your body the right way. But it makes him jealous that he's not the only one who gets to see it.

☆ Imagine Kenny having jealous sex with literally ripping your clothes off and fucking you dumb, random babbles coming from your mouth.

While Kenny is just ramming into you, making your breast bounce from his thrust, you look like a porn star, your body sprawled on the bed, as your sweat glistens on your body.

"Who fucking you, Y/N" Kenny yelled as he plunged into you, his breathing slowly becoming heavy.

"You, Kenny, and only you," you moaned, your tongue lolling out.

"-And only me," he groaned, before painting your walls white.

#kenny mccormick #kenny mccormick x reader #kenny mcormick x reader #sp kenny mccormick #sp kenny #kenny mccornmick x y/n #princess kenny #south park #south park x reader #south park x y/n

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givekennyabreak · 1 year ago

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Can you keep a secret? (Kenny Liu x f!reader)

Summary: Hiding a relationship isn't easy, even more so when your mom is Donna.

Word count: 1.6k. oops.

Request: "HEY! How are you? Kenny stories are fr limited to NONE in here like I've only seen you write about him or the series in general:( so I wanted to request if it's possible smth about reason being Donna's daughter that has a secret relationship with Kenny? And Donna finds out?:) thank you!❤️‍🩹"

Rating: M

Warnings: spoilers for season 1ep7 of From, canon compliant violence, blood mentions, implied some sexy times but nothing explicit, swearing, use of (Y/N).

A/N: This turned out angstier and longer than I expected. Hope you guys enjoy it!!

The station was quiet, for once.

Boyd left early in the morning to check the houses, as usual. The only person who was supposed to be there was the freckled deputy, loitering around waiting for something to happen – ‘Do not go visit the infirmary, please’ asked the sheriff, tired of the one-sided pining going on.

Little did he know, the actual person whom he should be worried about was a little ways far away from town.

“Oi, Kenny!” Boyd’s voice echoed within the station, reaching all possible spaces – including the evidence room, cluttered to the brim with boxes and unused junk,

and the two people who were currently making out furiously in it.

The couple broke the kiss with a gasp; Kenny groaned lightly, panting onto the woman’s neck. The giggle that escaped her was barely stifled, and she reluctantly pushed the man away from her own body, always with the utmost gentleness.

“Go on, before he comes inside.”

Kenny whispered her name, almost in a whine, but gave in as soon as their noses touched and she rubbed them together twice. “I’ll see you tonight, my love.”

A light flush made itself home on Kenny’s cheeks. He kissed the woman one last time, lingering for a few seconds, before he heard Boyd’s footsteps entering the station.

“Over here!” The freckled man shouted back, leaving the room in a hurry and fumbling with his pants. “Was in the bathroom.”

Boyd’s forehead creased slightly. “Do you not flush?”

Kenny blinked.

The older man smiled. “I’m fucking with you. Come on, I need you at the Matthew’s house.”

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“What’s that on your stomach?” (Y/N) jumped. Her mom had the worst habit of sneaking up behind her at terrible times.

Donna did it without a single ounce of regret, though; as if out of a protective instinct or pure sadism, the young woman didn’t know.

“My stomach?” Play dumb, play dumb.

“Yes, your stomach.” Donna crossed her arms over her chest, with that suspicious expression on her face: eyes narrowed, eyebrows up high on her forehead, mouth pressed into a thin line. “Those very dark marks right over there.”

Think fast-

“Oh, the bruises.” She hummed, with an awkward grin threatening to show on her lips. “I bumped into the couch, and the table. You know how clumsy I can be, mom.”

Donna leaned onto the doorframe, watching as her daughter pulled a large t-shirt over her head; a large t-shirt that was not hers, but also didn’t belong to anyone on colony house. “I know you’re a klutz, and I could’ve believed you if those hickeys weren’t fucking patterned.”

The woman felt her cheeks burn, and an embarrassment she never felt before took control of her own body. She tugged at the hem of the olive-green shirt – Kenny’s shirt – and noticed she set herself up to failure.

She could never lie, anyway.

“Mom-”

“No, no. Do not ‘mom’ me.” Donna finally uncrossed her arms, in favor of grabbing her daughter’s shoulders. She looked up at (Y/N), green eyes full of worry. “I’m not angry because of that. I’m not a prude, and I don’t care if you’re getting it on, but I know it’s not someone from colony house because you’ve been sneaking into town for weeks now.”

The blonde breathed in deeply, as her daughter kept silent.

“You know that place only has crazy people.”

The young woman huffed, shrugging off her mother’s hands. They fell limply by her side, and Donna felt the storm oncoming as (Y/N) narrowed her eyes.

“Mom, you know I love you and everyone here.” The young woman said, fists clenching. “But no one, no one in this place is stable. We live with literal monsters; you know what that does to a person, and we’ve seen the worst happen.”

She stepped around Donna, stopping by the door; with a heavy sigh, she touched the slight bulge on the pocket of her jeans. “Please, can you trust me this once?”

A beat of silence followed, and then, the blonde was the one who walked out the door. “If I find out who it is, I’ll shoot them.”

The older woman’s back was all (Y/N) saw as she stood rooted to the ground by her bedroom door. She could hear people cheering, and Fatima’s voice as her anniversary rolled by.

She didn’t have any energy left.

A small sigh left the woman’s lips as she closed her door. She sat down then, her back to it as she took the round object out of the jeans’ pocket; one of the talismans, the one Kenny gave to her as a protective measure.

(“You worry too much.” She mumbled, but grinned nonetheless.

“Better safe than sorry.”)

A scream tore through the air.

A scream of pain; fear, horror, sheer panic.

(Y/N) scrambled to her feet, and opened the door with a harsh yank.

It was dark, but they were inside, right? No one opened anything, right?

A grinning face stared at the woman from across the hall.

A pale face, with lips pulled a little too wide apart to be normal. From somewhere outside her door, a loud shriek sounded and droplets of blood hit her right cheek.

That was enough to make the young woman stumble back and close the door with a loud thud, locking it with such speed that startled herself; on her other hand, the talisman felt heavy. The string tied around it was thin, but firm enough to loop the end around the doorknob three times without falling. A simple knot kept it in place, and (Y/N) stepped back as the doorknob jiggled once.

The footsteps retreated, and another scream echoed downstairs.

It worked.

It fucking worked.

The woman stumbled back, falling on her ass as she heard all the commotion throughout the place she learned to love after all the tragedy that hit her life; her mom, her aunt-

She just hoped they didn’t get Donna.

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Boyd was the first to shout when the van arrived in front of the station.

“What the fuck happened?!”

Donna ushered people in, panicked. “They got in.”

“Where’s Ellis?”

“I don’t know.”

“Where is he?!”

“I don’t know. I’m sorry.” The blonde finally cracked, hands trembling. “My kid was in there too, Boyd. I don’t know where she is either.”

The sheriff’s eyes softened.

“Let’s get these people inside."

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The screams stopped a few hours ago.

The things didn’t try to get inside the room again; they just loitered around, mocking (Y/N) with familiar voices and honeyed promises, hoping she’d be swayed enough to let them in and do their little bloody fuck fest with her disemboweled body laying on the floor.

She knew how they acted; she was there on the first day in the van, she hid in the bushes with Donna as her aunt screamed and screamed-

The first voice she heard was Boyd’s.

It was the only thing that brought (Y/N) back to here and now, as she looked outside her window and saw the sun rising up, up, up in the sky. With trembling legs, the young woman stood up and walked to the door. She undid the knot, tugged on the string and pulled the talisman toward herself.

With a ‘click’, the door was unlocked and pulled open.

There’s so much blood.

On the floor. The walls. The rails.

She tried to step around the crimson puddles, but gave up near the top of the stairs. Slowly, as if trying not to slip and tumble down, (Y/N) descended the steps; the voices grew louder, and a sigh left her lips as she heard Fatima and Ellis amidst the others.

Finally, she arrived at the entrance of colony house, and breathed deeply as she walked out the entrance door.

The voices stopped.

Harsh, bright sunlight hit the young woman’s eyes as she looked out towards the crowd of people standing on the grass. Her eyes flitted around the familiar faces quickly, until two of the most familiar voices shouted her name.

She almost fell down the last step to the lawn as a body tackled hers; the smell of peppermint and sawdust took over her senses as the sturdy, warm body of her boyfriend enveloped hers.

“Kenny.”

“You’re alive.” He whispered, relief flooding through his voice. “You’re-”

“I’m here, love.” She answered softly, talisman still clutched tightly on her left hand. “It worked. The talisman- you- you saved me.”

Warm droplets slid down her neck as Kenny sniffled against her; he had gone through so much in such little time, lost so much.

He couldn’t lose her too.

Donna walked up to the couple, her eyes meeting (Y/N)’s. The young woman smiled at her, teary eyed, as she untangled herself from the freckled deputy. The relief that washed over Donna was overwhelming; she thanked every possible deity out there that kept her kid safe in such a shitshow.

They met halfway; the blonde wrapped her daughter in a tight embrace, and they just held each other there, on the lawn.

“’m sorry, mom.” (Y/N) sniffled, lips trembling. “I’m so sorry.”

“It’s not your fault, kid.” Donna replied, noticing the talisman clutched tightly on the young woman’s hand. Kenny looked at her a few steps away, and she pursed her lips in understanding. “I’m sorry, too.”

“He-”

“I know.” The blonde let go of her, and beckoned the deputy over.

He stopped right beside (Y/N), and took her hand in his, lacing their fingers as if it was second nature.

“Thank you, Kenny.” Donna said, loud and clear. The freckled man smiled, but she held up a finger to silence him. “But if you do anything that makes her upset,”

She looked straight into his eyes. “I will not hesitate to shoot you.”

“Mom!”

Donna held in a smile.

She’d let it slide this time.

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kenlvry · 2 years ago

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kenny x reader

an,ok so this smut ws originally sanzus.. but wtv sanzu = kenny, i hope its not cringy.this is a oneshot btw

summary: you promised kenny you'd be home by 1am but you got ahead of yourself and went home at 3, poor boy is waiting on you

cw; pure smut, afab, you both live tgt

it was 3 am , you were on your way home fearing for your life because youve told kenny that youd be home by 1:40. you were standing right infront of your house heart beating fast.

you opened your door extremely slowly trying to make less noise possible ,the lights were turned off so you were sure he was asleep, you let out a big sigh and dropping your bag on the floor.

going to the kitchen to grab a drink because of how tired you were. you were hanging out with your friends for so long you lost track of time you felt sorry for kenny and was going to apologize in the morning. as you were drinking your water you didn't realize the footsteps behind you ,completely oblivious. suddenly you felt hands around your waist and someone resting their face on your shoulders, you slightly jump but quickly realised it was kenny, he had his parka off and was wearing his shirt and sweatpants.

"you said one am." you smiled, he was so cute. "im sorry , i didnt know i would take a lot longer" you said while you kissed kennys forehead "ive been waiting for so long, aren't you worried about me?" "im so sorry ken, yk i didn't do it on purpose" "missed you sm" he turn you around making you face him

"don't you miss me?" you hummed at the question. he slammed his lips against yours kissing you roughly ,biting your bottom lip slightly pulling on it. he pulled away with a string of drool can be seen connecting your lips. "you look so pretty" he said to you before pulling you in for another rough kiss , the space between your bodies being taken away as you pushed yourself closer to him making your cunt slightly grinding his cock , he let out a small grunt and pulled away from the kiss , "so eager are you?' he started kissing your neck leaving hickeys to mark himself.

slowly took of my clothes leaving me with a bra "so pretty." he started kissing inbetween your boobs yet again leaving hickeys making you let out a small moan. the feeling was amazing that you didnt even realise you were grinding your cunt near to his , every grind leaving him groaning or grunting.

"i cant wait anymore" kenny said as he kissed you again this time grabbing your thighs up to his waist and putting you on the countertop. the kiss got more rough , he picked you up by the thighs not breaking the kiss, going up the stairs he started kissing your neck again leaving new hickeys, before you knew it you were in your bedroom,him on top of you.

he unclipped your bra taking it off. staring a while before he put one of your buds in his mouth licking and sucking on it , a moan leaving your mouth. he was also grinding on you making you whimper. stopping to take off his pants leaving his boxers on, it was painlessly obvious he was hard.

not taking off his boxer instead he took off your pants and slowly taking youd panties, your wet cunt revealing to him "oh? already wet? we just started." kenny said to you smirking and winking as he pulled of his boxers and went down to take a closer on your pussy.

pushing one finger in, you bit your lip suppressing your moans. he glared up at you "its 3am, nobody is awake be as loud as you want". he looked at you and you nodded at him giving permission to put another one in, he slammed his second finger in making you let out a moan still trying to be quiet, kenny curled his fingers and start pushing his finger in and out, yet again another small moan leaving your mouth.

his fingers was slim and long.you clenched around his finger making him groan at the feeling "fuck kenny about to c-" your sentence got cut off as he roughly slammed his finger in you making you orgasm with a loud moan and pants, your cum dripping on his fingers. he pulled out his finger and licked his finger with your liquid on it.

he leaned in and start kissing your pussy giving it kitten licks. eating you out his tongue exploring inside of your pussy making you moan loudly at how good he is. you pushed his head deeper and grabbing onto his hair. with your back arching you cummed again, panting at the second orgasm of the night.

kenny pulled his face away and forcing you too watch him licking your cum on his lips. he couldnt wait anymore, he was basically dripping for you. he pulled his boxers down revealing his long cock, precum leaking.

without hesitation he slammed his cock in your pussy. you let out a loud moan and kenny slightly groaning. he had his hands on your hips as leverage, thrusting his hips into you. he looked at your fucked out expression smirking to himself knowing he was making you feel good.

kenny is a very vocal during sex, he's moaning louder than you. he has no shame, the moans are so loud it rattles your ears.

he lifted up your legs putting them behind his shoulders, he now holds your thighs for leverage. this position was making him deeper and it felt amazing for both of you. "shit, i think 'm bout to cum" he groans as the tip of his cock bruises along your cervix.

"fuck feels so good" kenny is blabbering nonsense and it was so cute. you felt your high and clench around him making him almost bottom out, his thrusts grew faster and harder. your moans were getting louder and if people didn't hear you before they surely heard you now.pulling you in for a kiss. your hands on his head pulling on it. he thrusted again making you cum for the 3rd time tonight. you laid back down on your bed sweating and panting. he pulled out stroking his cock and cummed on your abdomen.

his breaths were short "wish i could have this view forever" he stared at you, you smiled at him "oh , we're not done just yet" he smirked laying down and pulling you up to straddle him. you two are going to have one long night.

#south park #south park x y/n #kenny mccormick #south park x you #kenny mccormick x reader #sp kenny #sp kenny mccormick #south park kenny

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xanticore · 1 month ago

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since its halloween, i wanna do a stalker killer au. Peter steele is basically a joe goldberg. how we feeling??

#rockstar fanfic #rockstar x reader #type o negative #peter steele #pete steele #type o negative x reader #josh silver #kenny hickey #johnny kelly

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crazyrav3n · 4 months ago

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The devils Mark - chapter 4 (Peter Steele x reader)

!! TW FOR THIS CHAPTER, drugs, fighting, partying, getting drugged mentions !!

sorry for all the drama!! fluff and romance next chapter!

“I wanted you to know, that whenever you are around I can't speak.“

Flashing lights and the smell of weed lingers in the air- music blasts in your ears almost loud enough to overstimulate your senses. You feel like you're floating on your feet. Molly was her name.

Slipping in a pair of earrings- a cute outfit and something modern- something that would draw attention.

Tonight was the night for intense partying- it was going to be amazing and horrific at the same time.

You had decided to go to the type of negative concert- which was a little underground club. It seemed like a bad idea but you've done worse. Like last night.

Peter had picked you up in his car to go to the concert. It was an awkward ride.

“So… what was wrong last night?” Peter muttered quietly.

“Leave it alone asshole.” Peter almost zipped shut, staring at you and his face dropping.

“So it was me?”

Of course, it was you.

But you couldn't say that.

“No.” you lied between your teeth, keeping your eyes on the surroundings outside the window as he drove the car.

“What's… the hickey from?” Peter stared at your neck, hands on the wheel as he made a turn.

“None of your business,” you muttered back, you gave him the cold shoulder until you made it to your destination.

“I have to go get ready for the concert in the dressing room with my stylist,” Peter said with no emotion in his expression as he stepped out of the car- looking at you as he handed you the tickets.

Suddenly-

He pulled you in for a kiss- holding your hips with his callused and large hands as he went no farther than just passion with his lips- smiling softly as he kissed you.

You were the one to pull away after a few seconds- looking away and shaking your head. You could practically smell the perfume on him from last night as you made a disgusted face.

He stared at you for a few seconds before grabbing you by the arm, dragging you inside the building into his dressing room, and locking the door behind him.

“Why are you mad at me? Is it because you saw me kissing that girl at the party last night?” Peter grumbled, furrowing his brows.

“No, it's not that. Not at all..” you mumbled back sarcastically, trying to exit the dressing room to get into the concert.

“You're not leaving until we talk about this. I was drunk, y/n.” His tone got a bit more aggressive as he pulled you back once again.

“I'm not talking with you about this right now Peter.” You said back, your voice cracking out of anger.

“Yes, you are. I'll wait as long as it fucking takes y/n.” Peter groaned, crossing his arms and looking down at you.

“We aren't anything either- we just started talking. And should we talk about the hickeys all over you?” Peter shook his head, speaking before you could.

“That's none of your business. Go run off to that bitch you were kissing last night.” You snapped back.

“Who did you sleep with?” Peter mumbled, his voice aggravated as his stare got more intense.

“I didn't sleep with anyone.” You said back- lying through your teeth once again.

“Tell me. Right now.” Peter moved closer to you, threateningly.

“You really wanna know? It was fucking Kenny. Your guitarist. Happy?” It seemed to just fall out of your mouth in the heat of the argument. Peters's stare seemed to get even more jealous. You could see those strange sharp canines hanging over his bottom lip once again.

“I'll fucking kill him.” you heard Peter mumble under his breath, shaking his head. He almost looked more pale than before- his pupils shaking.

“What is it with those weird ”vampire“ fangs?” you asked quietly, rolling your eyes at him as you walked to the dressing room door once again.

He froze. “Don't-… god.” he put his head in one of his hands.

“I can fuck you so much better than that loser Kenny can,” Peter mumbled quietly. It almost took you off guard how upfront he was about it.

You didn't say anything in response besides opening the door and walking to the line for the concert, later when the line calmed down handing in the tickets and wandered around in the front row of the concert.

It drove you mad how he was mad at you for being upset with something he did. Was he a fucking monster or something with those fangs? He seemed a little off.

The lights suddenly turned off- and you felt someone grab you as the lights turned off- introduced to new flashing green lights as the band members quickly began to play.

Their starter song was Black NO.1. You almost recognized it immediately, but now focused on the girl randomly.. Kissing you. The kiss felt a little strange- like there was something in her mouth that she put in yours. Before you knew it- she pulled away and the little thing she put in her mouth was… dissolved in your mouth.

It was worrying. Had you just been drugged? What was happening?

After a few minutes of listening to the concert- a few famous songs being played and the sound of thousands of cheering fans.

Peter took a glance at you as he held the mic, staring at you and furrowing his brows with a… little worry.

It felt like your head was beginning to spin. The music began to distort a little- sounding… a little off?

Before you knew it- you were stumbling around feeling nauseous. The floor underneath you wobbled- twisting up underneath your feet.

It felt like you could puke at any moment from the dizziness.

The lights flashed too fast as you tried to get through the crowd- the music blasted inside of your ears making them ring as your eyes felt like they were sinking.

You were for sure drugged.

and… as your vision began to feel more and more distorted you finally found your way out of the stage and into the bathroom. Hunching over the toilet- releasing your guts into the toilet it only seemed to get worse as you puked. You couldn't even go home- you had a ride here instead.

Your phone?

You pulled your phone out of your back pocket- and as you opened it to see your lock screen it quickly died.

Fuckkk me. This was a horrible decision. What was happening?

(time skip)

“Y/n?” you heard a deep and silky voice call out to you- it seemed like you were dreaming… in a way.

The floor was black- it rippled like water as you walked through it. Everything felt confusing- your mind flooded with strange and random thoughts. The water-like floor twisted around your feet- climbing up your body as it seemed to make its way up to your hair- stroking it like a hand.

What the fuck was happening?

…

It felt like you were going mad.

“Y/N? Sweet thing, get up.”

You saw Peter's face- your vision tunnel vision. You were back in the dressing room, on the couch. He had a hand in your hair, holding you as you were heavily intoxicated.

U..Ugh

What were you drugged with?

#type o negative #reader x peter steele #peter steele x reader #x reader #reader insert #fem reader #female reader

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lovelykil · 1 year ago

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ohhmggg YOU HXH FAN?2!3?2 im so happy i love hxh and im looking forward to any stuff youll post out!

im not sure if you’re allowing hxh requests as of right now since ur still deciding, so can i req NNN w/ stan, kyle, n kenny? but y/n keeps trying to make them fail and acts innocent :3

─Headcanons─

main 3 x reader older ver.

hc; trying to make the 3 fail nnn

cw; I think u alr know

note; HELPP why didn't I think of this?? omg. Also YESS I'm writing for hxh as of now :3 if you have any requests tell me if it's a killua one I might explode (good thing) I love lobelobelovelbvevvevwv him 😣🙏🏾 ⤵

Kyle─

I swear I feel like there's was an ep about this but I just don't remember..

anyway

I feel like Kyle wouldn't participate in such an activity because he's too busy with school and NOT pumping out white stuff from his genitals.

He thinks nnn is dumb 🤷🏾‍♀️

"if you think nnn is so dumb why don't you participate in it ky?"

"because I have far more important things to do."

"I think you're bluffing."

"bluffing? Please. I could easily pass it but there's no significant reason why I SHOULD participate in it."

Your brow rose with an amused grin.

"You think you can? Alright, let's test that."

"🧍‍♂️wha-"

He should've never spoken.

Attempt 1.

Desk.

sweat pearls drip down the sides of his face, his mouth hung open letting out weak, gentle noises into your ear, his eyes in daze as you suck on his bare pale skin.

You mark up his neck tracing down to breathe onto his collarbone making him shiver as he attempts to write.

He struggles to give in to your OBVIOUS teasing, he said he could pass this stupid challenge but..

this boy is such whore for hickeys. Your warm breath on his sweaty skin is driving him insane.

"y/n.. stop.. I'm serious.." He begs in a whisper, dropping his pencil to grip the sides of his chair.

You lean away with an innocent smile, having your arms around his neck.

"what?"

"you know what."

"I'm afraid I don't?" You picked at his hair. The ginger leaned away from your reach and shook his head.

"Off."

"huh"

"get off"

"why"

He sighs heavily, looking at you. You smile again, a mischievous one.

He picks up from his lap and sets you on his bed.

"I know what you're doing, and I'm not going to let you make me lose." Kyle leans down to your level, his eyes staring into yours. You bit your lip mischievously with a giggle, you leaned closer.

"You're so cute when you're serious."

He rolled his eyes in response and got up. You laughed watching him walk away back to his desk.

"You look adorable with those hickeys thoughhh"

"Shut up"

Once your laughing died out you sighed softly, watching him do his studies.

you're gonna lose broflovski mark my word.

Did he actually lose or were YOU bluffing?

🧍🏾‍♀️🤔

FIND OUT NEXT TIM-

jk there will be no next time

Kyle is pretty tough, he can hold his 'urges' I guess pretty well

So it took awhile for a second you were just gonna give up but if it weren't for his basketball game lost 😙

He got home and dragged you to his room, locked the door, laid you on the bed, and looked down.

"you win."

"I did?-" your face grew hot, surprised.

he inched down to your exposed neck and breathed. His pale, strong slender hands began to venture down your shirt.

You felt immense butterflies tackle your tummy, causing you squirm a little.

"You wanted this didn't you? Stop acting so scared." He whispered softly yet in such a sensual way that made your body get goosebumps.

"oh god."

Stan—

HELP why do I see him being so confused to what the hell you are doing kissing him all over and shi and he is just like

🧍‍♂️

"what tf are you doing"

tbh I don't see him failing because he does not care to participate like Kyle except he just doesn't wanna

I'm not saying this because I totally had no idea what the hell to put for him, nooo 👩🏾‍🦯

I'm sorry if I was a Stan girlie I would so know, but I love his bsf 🤗

nah but I'd say if you were going to make him fail do it while he's drunk.

He's vulnerable.

With your hands roaming around his chest, you on his lap and the intense eye contact with your grin he's bound to give in with all that alcohol in his system.

He just kinda forgets about the whole nnn thing not like he cared though.

"Soo you lose this month?" You leaned away from his lips. His drunken eyes left your lips and into yours. He graced his thumb along your wet lip.

"Lose what? The nnn thing? Sure whatever."

"Oh so I wi-"

"I said whatever, now c'mere I wanna fuck you to a deftones song."

"o-oh?"

😫😫.

Kenny—

DO I EVEN..

DO I EVEN NEED TOO-

SAY

ANYTHING?..

As SOON as you start to tease him to make him fail

He ALREADY FAILS

he actually failed on the 2nd day cause he thought of you while pleasuring himself on accident

He was trying to edge but he failed lmao

anyway

This man had no intention of really doing this challenge either 😭🙏🏾

Not because he didn't care, didn't wanna no.

Because he loves having sex

Why would he stop for a month? That's torture.

He gladly gives in to your teasing, actually teasing you back.

At first your rubbing yourself on him, bottom to crotch with no care type shi

Next thing you know he's rubbing his tip against your clothed throbbing cunt. Begging him to slide it in already.

"Oh but you wanna tease me, huh?" He smirks, rubbing your legs softly.

You whine, pleading some more until he gives in.

He was bound to lose anyway 👩🏾‍🦯

#𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙮𝙠𝙞𝙡⋆ ★#i think i rambled to much im sleepy my bad #south park #south park x reader #kyle broflovski #stan marsh #kyle x reader #kenny mccormick #stan x reader #kenny x reader

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dirtysvthoughts · 2 years ago

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hi !! for the time stamp event, could i please request prompt 55 and 80 with jeonghan or wonwoo if that’s okay with you ? thank you sm <3

dirtysvthoughts hits 100 followers!

a/n: decided to make this one for wonwoo since i did get a lot of jh requests previously! i hope that’s okay anon! 🤍 also we’re not gonna question kenny on why she always does bratty! reader x wonwoo (which probably stems from a personal desire to have wonwoo blow her back out after testing his patience 🙃)

tags/warnings: hard dom!-ish (?) wonwoo, female! reader, bratty! reader, boyfriend! wonwoo, vibrator usage, petnames (daddy, my dear, sir, baby girl), reader is defiant AF y’all, so bold if you will, oral panty stuffing (?) y’all idk how to explain it lol, but it’ll make sense when you read dsjdjdjdj, i keep writing absolute filth IM SICK 🥹

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55. “i think i like you better with a gag in your mouth.”

80. “want me to give it back? make me.”

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you lay sprawled out on your bed, no comforter, blanket, or duvet to cover up what you were doing to yourself.

“mmmm, w-wonwoo..” you moan out your boyfriend’s name, your eyes tightly shut trying to picture him on top of you. you had your vibrator pleasuring you underneath your lace panties with one hand, and the other hand was on your breast, feeling your nipples perking up.

your boyfriend was out and about and wouldn’t be back home for a while, or so you thought. you were so focused on your own pleasure that you didn’t even hear your apartment door open or keys jangling.

“baby, i’m back,” you hear your boyfriend say from outside your room, but before you could toss your vibrator to the other side of the room, wonwoo opens the door revealing your beautifully fucked-out state to his surprised, yet intrigued eyes.

“w-wonwoo! uh, y-you’re back early,” you try and feign a normal voice, but you knew you weren’t fooling him. he really wasn’t supposed to be back for a while, you think to yourself. what could’ve brought him back ahead of schedule?

“i am.. and i see that a certain someone couldn’t wait until i got back to get her pussy filled,” he crosses his arms and smirks at you.

“well, what do you expect me to do when you’re not here? the temptation-“

“i expect you to follow the rules we have established.. so tell me what rule did you just break?”

you roll your eyes and stay quiet, fiddling with the vibrator that was still in your hands.

“i’m waiting,” he says refusing to break eye contact with you. “don’t touch myself unless i have sir’s permission,” you say quietly but enough for him to hear.

“so if that’s the rule, then why do i see a vibrator in your hands?” he slowly approaches you and sits on the edge of the bed, desire and lust in his eyes.

he takes the vibrator from your hands and you daringly try to take it back. “i wasn’t done you know! lemme finish with that and then i’ll get back to you,” you say trying to gain the item back.

he’s amazed at how defiant you were being today. as much as we wanted to change your attitude, this side of you was always a turn on for him. “heh, want me to give it back? make me.”

the second you try to take the vibrator from him again, he pins both your arms to the bed, causing the vibrator to fall to the floor, becoming quickly forgotten.

“oooh, baby girl,” wonwoo chuckles into your ear as he lays on top of you. you might never admit it, but his deep voice when he whispers always affects you to your core. “you’re so in for it now.”

he roughly kisses your neck, feeling his teeth leaving hickeys into the sides. you push his head in deeper, moaning when the lower parts of your bodies begin to make contact with each other.

“f-fuck, w-wonwoo, i-”

“that’s not my name, baby girl,” he cuts you off. he couldn’t be serious right now.

“s-sir,” you fix your wording, barely getting it out now that he’s moved from your chest. he fondles your breasts as he pulls your shirt up, you help him out a little until he gets it off you and tosses it to the other side of the bedroom.

“that’s better,” he says, cockiness laced in his voice. he works on your lower body, taking off your lace panties and tearing them in the process.

“won- sir!” you exclaim, softly hitting his chest. “ugh, those were new!”

“and? you know i’ll buy you several new ones anyway.”

he continues to play with your breast, but a familiar sensation creeps up and you can’t contain the loud moan you let out.

“you can never get enough of my hands, can’t you my dear?” he laughs, clearly enjoying how frazzled you are. two of his fingers were pushing in and out of you at such a delicate, yet somehow fast pace. you continue to call out of him, extremely sensitive even by the slightest touch.

and normally, wonwoo loves hearing you moan for him, but since you were disobedient, he had to punish you. “bad girls never go unpunished,” he told you once when he caught you touching yourself in the shower and he told you to wait for him.

he finds one half of your torn panties in the comforter, and stuffs it in your mouth. you nearly gag at the feeling of the cloth in between your teeth, eyes blown wide open at how rough wonwoo was being with you today.

“hmph, i see that look in your eyes,” he says as he kisses you from your forehead down to your neck. “this is your punishment, baby girl - you’re gonna be so quiet, the only thing i wanna hear my skin slapping against yours. do you understand me?”

you nod furiously, in hopes that if you follow his directions, the quicker you’d get to make noise again.

he takes of his shirt, followed by his pants, and then he takes his dick out of his boxers, his tip hard and oh so delicious. you whine against the panties still stuffed in your mouth. you had to get him inside of you now.

“besides, i think i like you better with a gag in your mouth,” he smirks as he aligns and enters inside of you in what would be a long night and a sore morning.

#seventeen imagines #seventeen smut #seventeen x reader #svt x reader #svt imagines #seventeen imagine #svt smut #jeon wonwoo smut #wonwoo smut #jeon wonwoo imagines #jeon wonwoo imagine #wonwoo imagines #wonwoo imagine #jeon wonwoo #wonwoo #seventeen x female reader #dsvtt: answered asks

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strawberryfairi · 8 months ago

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Hello, you haven't updated Hanma's fic for a long time, why?🤧

Synopsis✨: The story of how you catch heavy feelings for the hot photography student, Shuji Hanma…even though you already have the perfect (fake) boyfriend.

Pairings: Photography Student! Shuji Hanma X Dance Major! Black Fem 🤎 Reader (ANYONE CAN READ🧚🏾‍♀️) Content: Drama, lots of denial, angst, sneaky link, lots of cheating, mutual pining, unserious Shuji, controlling parents, forced relationships, romance, fighting, porn with a good plot vibes, intense sexual tension, etc (just find out the rest lol)

w.c: 4.6k💠 Released: March 13, 2024

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NOTE: I'm so utterly sorry for how long it's taken to post this next chapter. The writer's block I've been going through has been absolutely INSANE! But thank y'all for bearing with me and here goes chapter 5. I wanted to make this chapter as spicy/exciting yet non cringe as possible so hopefully I was able to cook.

C.W: Heavy smut, p in v, deep throating, lots of begging

5; SIN 罪

"I-I-..what are you doing?" You stutter completely flustered.

"Just tellin' you what's on my mind." He shrugs plainly, a smug grin on his face.

"Well stop. I didn't ask what you were thinking." You shoot back with as much sassiness as you could muster, trying to regain your composure. Hanma laughs lightly, a surprisingly cute laugh that almost makes you smile too.

"You trynna boss me around in my own place?" He raises a teasing brow.

"Yeah, when you're doin' things you're not supposed to." You clap back.

"Aaw, but you like it. You like it so much you're soakin' wet right now." He murmurs right by your left ear.

Once again you went speechless, feeling trapped because he was right. There was no point in trying to lie about this one. "I know you wanna try to act like you went and just forgot about what we did, but we both know you wanna finish what we started just as much as I do." He says, looking you dead in the eyes.

"I don't.." You trail off.

"Don't act like you don't think about it, about me stretching this little pussy out-

"Stop!"

"-About making you cum over and over again."

"Please don't! Don't do this!" You whimper anxiously, looking down to the floor in an overwhelming blend of emotions. He chuckles mischievously, lifting your head up once again to look him in the eyes. "You know what I think about? I imagine the look on your face when you're fucked out way passed your limit, your cute little legs shaking while you cry to me about it being too much. Uuugh, and I think about you on yours knees for me, letting me teach you how to use that pretty throat when you suck my dick." He runs his tongue across his bottom lip lewdly, that sultry tone in his voice making your pussy gush.

"Don't talk like that." You mumble desperately.

"Come ooon pretty girl. Stop acting like you don't wanna fuck me, like you don't want me to slut you out." He coos, brushing his lips temptingly against your neck. You let out a shaky breath, trying so hard to keep your composure. The way he talks to you like this, so dirty and without a care, it turns you on so ridiculously much.

"I-I'm not acting! We..really can't do this!" You shake your head with your brows furrowed, you're so conflicted.

"We can, baby. We can do it right here on this wall, on the bed...both." He hums, lightly sucking on your neck.

An airy moan slips passed your lips at his words, involuntarily turning your head to give him better access. "Sounds nice doesn't it?" He purrs.

"Wait wait, Kenny's gonna find out! He'll be pissed!" You protest nervously.

"He won't find out." He murmurs against your skin while planting a hickey a few inches above your collarbone. "Yeah he will! H-He'll kill me; and you too." You mutter desperately between moans, grabbing two small fistfuls of his hoodie.

"He's not gonna find out, don't worry. You're safe with me, angel." He assures.

You knew you weren't anywhere close to safe with him. You were teetering on the edge of a cliff, just seconds from plummeting into an unforgiving pit of fire. Your resolve and faithfulness is a complete joke now, as thoughts of Ken seem to dissolve from the forefront of your mind with each passing second. But damn, it'd be a lie to say you didn't love it. It's so wrong, but the idea of finally having sex with Hanma makes your heart flutter in your chest like crazy. All those days you'd spent fantasizing and dreaming about what he'd feel like deep inside you-fuuuck, you could barely keep it together anymore. Your body practically craved him, begging and screaming for him to throw you on that huge bed and do whatever the hell he wanted to you. 'Cause quite honestly, a part of you would gladly let him.

Before you could respond, he leans away from your neck, grabbing the back of your thighs and picking you up. You gasp, naturally wrapping your arms around his neck as he sets your back against the cold wall next to the doorway.

Uuugh, he's gonna get you in so much trouble!

But to be honest...fuck it.

Hanma leans in, placing his wickedly sweet lips onto yours to which you gladly meet him halfway. You both moan together, tongues immediately crashing in a needy, sloppy kiss. The kiss is noisy, the sound of your mouths ravaging each other spurring you both on. You pull him impossibly close, placing your right hand on the nape of his neck while the other traces all along the muscles of his shoulder and chest over his hoodie.

His hands squeeze your thighs as he presses his hardening dick right against your aching, clothed pussy. Then he pulls away from your lips, his honey brown eyes on fire with lust. "Before I rip this little outfit off'a you, I want you to tell me you want me." He says breathily against your lips. He didn't have to tell you twice...

"I want you! I'm not supposed to, but I-I want you so bad! It hurts how bad I need it." You admit instantly, your face burning up with embarrassment at how pitiful and desperate you sounded.

"Hmmm, I don't think I'm too convinced by that, sweetheart. Y'sure you won't just try to forget again?" He tilts his head to the side, shifting his hands to grab your ass and grind against your pussy. You moan from the delicious friction he gave you, answering him frantically.

"No no, I won't forget! I didn't forget before either; I promise!" You respond frantically, shaking your head.

"Oh? But earlier you said you couldn't remember. Which is it-

"I was just lying! I was embarrassed 'cause I was trying not to want you this whole time." You whine, looking up at him with pleading eyes. "I mean it. I really want you." You add softly. He looks into your eyes for a second, before giving you another toe curling kiss. You feel the coolness of the wall leave your back as he walks you over to the bed, sitting down on the edge with you in his lap. Then, he pulls away, shifting you around so you were lying in his lap on your stomach.

"What are you doi-

You cut yourself off with a loud cry, feeling a sting on your right ass cheek. You gasp in shock, trying to turn and look over at him. No he did not just smack your ass like that!

"Since I'm still not very convinced you won't turn around and tell me we should forget it, I'm gonna make sure I'm all you can think about after this. Got me, angel?"

Your brows furrow slightly in curiosity, yet you nod nonetheless. Abruptly he smacks your ass again, in the same exact spot as before. Your body jumps in response as you yelp again. "You seem to have a thing for not answering me with words, huh? How 'bout you try "yes, daddy"." He suggests smugly.

"Yes..daddy." You murmur shyly, looking to the floor in front of you. You swallow, feeling your face burn up in embarrassment at how much calling him that actually turned you on. A wicked grin makes its way across his lips. "That's perfect." He praises. "You don't mind if I play with you a little, right?" He asks mischievously, making your heart skip a beat.

"No daddy, I don't mind." You shake your head, biting your lip excitedly. "Good girl, you learn fast." His tatted hands grip and massage your ass, fingers slightly grazing against your pussy every now and then. Your hips start moving by themselves, trying to find any kind of friction to ease the growing achiness between your legs. Another smack onto your ass makes you cry out, halting your movements instantly. "Stay still." He commands sternly, smacking your ass four more times. You jump and whimper with each slap, trying to keep yourself as still as possible.

Your whimpers turn into full out moans as he continues, his right hand finally rubbing your needy pussy, while the other firmly grips your ass. "Still want me, doll?" He murmurs.

"Yes! Yes daddy; I want you so bad!" You whine desperately, unconsciously grinding your hips back and forth on his hand. He moves his hand, making you pout, then shifts your teddy to the side. The cool air against your core gives you goosebumps all over. "Mm, look at this pretty pussy; goddamn." He hums, slipping his ring and middle finger between your folds, making you whimper from his touch. "So fuckin' wet." He whispers, watching you moan and squirm in his lap.

"Remember when I made you cum on my fingers?" He asks sensually, prodding around your needy entrance. "Yes daddy. Please do it again!" You beg, tilting your ass up. His left hand smacks your ass again. One, two, three times. He grips your right cheek, spreading you open and giving him the perfect view of his fingers on your pussy. Finally he slides his long fingers all the way in, making you gasp deeply, nearly seeing stars. You squirm around, trying to find something to hold on to.

"Ooooh! Fuck fuck fuck!" You holler, squeezing your eyes closed as he fingers you fast and deep. Your breathing turns into labored pants, failing miserably at keeping still. His fingers make your pussy talk, gushing and squelching with every pump. His free hand lays down rough slaps to each cheek, going back and forth. "Yes yeess!" You repeat like a mantra. Your legs start shaking, the mix of pleasure and stinging pain driving you straight into your first orgasm. "If you wanna cum, you'd better ask first." He says sternly, nearly making your eyes roll back.

"Ca-can I cum please, daddy?! I can't-..." You whimper, feeling yourself getting closer. Your hands ball into fists, unable wait for his answer, you're too close.

Then...he stopped.

You blink a few times, trying to process what just happened. His fingers pull out of you, and go back to gripping your ass along with his other hand.

"Why'd you stop?!" Your question comes out whiny and a highly annoyed. He definitely knew you were seconds from cumming. "I thought you didn't mind if I played with you?" He teases, squeezing and rubbing circles on your ass. You were speechless. You've never been denied an orgasm before, ever. It felt terrible, like you were just ripped out of an amazing dream. It felt even worse since he clearly enjoyed doing that to you.

"Aaaw, you didn't like that, babydoll?" He giggles (yes, giggles), his tone faking innocence.

"No..." You grit out lowly. You'd be glaring at him if you weren't facing away from him.

"Daddy's sorry. I'll let you cum this time." He assures soothingly, slipping his hand down to rub circles on your clit. You let out a blissful moan, instantly forgetting about your denied orgasm. He smacks your ass hard, just as he goes and slides his two fingers inside you again. "Mmmmm." You bite your lip, determined this time to get off. He slides his fingers in and out slowly, so slowly actually that it was getting rather annoying.

"Go faster." You whimper, moving your hips back. You jump, feeling a particularly hard smack against your left cheek. It stung so bad. "OW!"

"Stop moving." Is all he says, continuing with that same miserable ass pace. You whine, forcing your hips still as you take what he gives. This is absolutely not what you thought he meant when he said he wanted to play with you. This isn't playing, this is torture. "Pleaaase, go faster!" You beg desperately, tears nearly forming in your eyes. His strokes were so shallow, and slow, it felt good but you needed more badly. You needed him much deeper. He takes out his fingers with a little pop sound, much to your dismay, and spreads your wetness around your clit. "Noooo, I need more! Daddy please! I can't do this!" You sob defeatedly.

"Yes you can, baby." He coos softly, rubbing your entrance with his thumb. "I caaan't!" You whine, hips just slightly moving. He stops you with another hard smack, you mewl, feeling the tears trying to fall from your eyes.

"Look at you cryin' for me." He grins, a wicked laugh leaving his lips. You pout with a defeated groan, only amusing him further. He had you right where he wanted you. "I wanna cum so bad; I need you. Please daddy, pleaaaase." You beg exasperatedly. He moans, running his two fingers up and down your folds, then abruptly slides them back inside. "Uuughh!" You moan loudly, keeping still as he pushes them all the way in. He sets a pace, deep, and much faster than before. "That feel better, angel?" He murmurs sensually. "Uh huh! Uh huh!" You moan breathlessly, frantically nodding your head up and down. "Say thank you daddy." He commands, upping the pace further.

"Th-thank you daddy, thank you, thank you!" You repeat over and over, starting to shake all over again. His other hand smacks and squeezes your ass cheek, turning you on like crazy. You start panting, your orgasm hitting you out of nowhere. "Ooh fuck! Can I cum-oh my god-c-can I cum, daddy?!" You ask wildly, legs trembling even worse than before. "Hmmm, nah." He says, pulling his fingers out. "Nooo! Don't stop, don't sto-

He silences you with a hard smack on your ass, making you whimper and whine, the tears already fully streaming down your cheeks. He chuckles evilly, lifting you up and placing you on the floor on your knees in front of him. You look up at him wearily with a frustrated pout.

"I wanna see how you look with your mouth full of my dick. Then I promise I'll let you cum." Your expression immediately shifts, eyes sparkling in nervous excitement, watching him stand over you and pull his sweats and boxers down. His dick springs forward, nearly slapping against his stomach. He's huge, the length and width intimidating you as you wonder how you're gonna go about fitting all this in your mouth.

You opt for what seemed obvious to you, running your tongue and lips all over his shaft, then use your hands to stroke the base. Your mouth wraps around his tip, leaning forward and taking as much of him in as you could, hollowing your cheeks as you bob your head back and forth. You set a pace for yourself, using your tongue to swirl around the tip as your hands help you with the rest.

"Not like that, baby." He says softly, cupping your face with his hands to stop you. "Don't use your hands."

You wanted to protest that you couldn't go any further with your mouth, but he's already guiding you down his length. Your eyes squeeze closed, hands grasping at his thighs as you gag and sputter on his dick. "That's it, all the way in." He praises, bringing his hips forward. Your mind was working in overdrive trying to figure out how to balance between breathing through your nose and keeping your throat relaxed so you wouldn't choke. This was very new to you, you've never done something like this, really because Ken has never told or asked you to. Hanma's pace is just enough to have your eyes watering, trying desperately to keep up as he uses your throat. He makes it messy, spit bubbling up around your lips and dripping down your chin. For a moment you remember you definitely put mascara on earlier for the shoot, it's highly likely long gone, lost in the tears around your eyes and cheeks.

"Fuuuck, that feels so good." His pleasured moans with the sound of your gagging and spitting blends with the music in the background. It shocked you how much you were enjoying this, your arousal literally flowing down your legs to your mid thighs. You ached so badly for him, but you liked that you were making him feel good like this. Your eyes flutter, feeling him suddenly hold you still, your trembling lips wrapped around the base of him. You sputter hard, struggling not to try and move your head away, lightly digging your nails into his legs.

Finally he pulls away, letting you breathe, coughing a little as you wipe your mouth. He helps you stand, picking you up and wrapping your legs around his waist. "That was perfect, angel." He praised, leaning in and giving you a deep kiss, moving his tongue against yours. You moan, your hands traveling all over his neck and shoulders. Hanma turns towards the bed, throwing you near the pillows. He lifts his hoodie over his head, tossing it to the side before climbing on top of you. He pulls the string of your halter and helps you out of your teddy, leaving you in just your thigh high, white lace stockings.

"You're not gettin' any second thoughts about this, are you? 'Cause I can't stop now." He purrs, trailing kisses all along your neck and jawline. "Not at all." You shake your head, bringing him back up for another kiss. His right hand reaches between the two of you, lining himself up with your entrance and skillfully easing inside you.

He moans against your lips as you whimper loudly, basking in the feeling of stretching you out. You tense up instantly, gripping his shoulders while you pull away from the kiss, gasping at how he's already bullying his way past the entrance of your tight walls. Once just a little more than the tip of him is all the way in, your hands reach for his hips, trying to keep him from moving any further as your brows furrow tightly together. "Wait, wait..." You mutter shakily.

"You gonna give me this pussy, pretty girl?" He asks sensually, placing your legs over his shoulders and folding you in half. "Ahh!" You gasp, reaching up and digging your nails into his back. He reaches between you two, using his thumb and running circles over your clit, helping him go even further. "Too much. Wait...'s too much!" You struggle to speak. The deeper he went the more full you felt, practically seeing stars and other galaxies as he kept going.

"You don't know what too much is." Hanma teases. He pulls out just a bit, then rolls his hips forward, burying himself all the way inside you. "Oooh!" Your voice shook and cracked a bit as you mewled, squirming a little underneath him as your toes curled. Your walls clench onto him so tightly, barely even making space for him yet he continues anyway, your pussy squelching loudly with his long thrusts. "Oh my gooood." You moan lowly, throwing your head back in ecstasy, the discomfort finally slipping away. Your mouth hangs wide open, breathing heavily while he sets the most perfect pace.

"Shit, you feel me deep in this pussy, angel?" He asks, putting his hand right on your stomach, pressing down a little. Your breath catches in your throat, his hand on your stomach making you feel his big dick dragging back and forth in your walls even more. Both of your hands struggle to settle on where to rest, going from gripping his shoulders, to the sheets, his arms, his back. "Fuuuck! Yes, daddy!" You moan, your legs already trembling. Both of your gaze's meet, looking at each other with eyes completely clouded over with lust. He looks so damn good over you, his earring slightly swaying, and his muscles tensing and contracting with each movement he makes. Leaning himself up off of you, he uses the back of your knees to keep you pinned down, picking up the pace as his thrusts become harder.

Instantly your hands settle on gripping the sheets, crying out loudly, and arching your back off the bed. Your legs fight with his hands, testing his grip as they squirm and wriggle around aimlessly. Since he had edged you so much earlier, you're even more sensitive than usual. "I'm-I'm gonna c-cum!" You whimper in a high pitch, squeezing your eyes closed as your feel yourself quickly colliding with your first orgasm. Hanma lets go of one your legs, wrapping his hand around your neck, choking you while pounding his hips into you harder. "Yes daddy, yes, uugh shhiiit!" You cry out loudly, the feeling of his hand gripping your throat only making your pussy clench around him harder.

"Look at me when you cum, I wanna see those pretty eyes." He commands, his gaze fixed on you, taking in every single little thing. Your walls flutter wildly as you try to keep your eyes open, coating his length with a sloppy mix of cum and your cream.

Nothing but high pitched ah's and mewls leave your lips, feeling your whole body shake and twitch hard from the intensity of your orgasm. He was making it last longer, keeping that same perfect pace and angle that has him hitting so deep. "Mmm, so fuckin' sexy." He hums, watching your eyes roll back.

He slows to a stop as you finally come down from your orgasm, panting heavily as he lets go of your throat. Flipping you over he lifts you up by your hips, face down ass up. His hands run along your ass then up your back, making you moan softly as a sensual shiver runs down your spine from his touch. Leaning up, he slips back inside you, letting out a deep groan as his hands grip your hips tightly. His strokes are so long, hard, and deep, roughly hitting against your g-spot every single time.

"Oh my god, fuck! Yes yes!" You cry out loudly, gripping the sheets and pulling. "You look so good takin' this dick, angel. How's it feel?" He purrs lowly, breathing heavier as he pounds you from the back. "S-so gooood! 'S so big daddy!" You whimper, voice shaky from the impact of his hips against your ass. He moans in response, grabbing your ass and smacking each cheek hard. You cry out loudly, feeling your walls clench around him tighter when he did that.

"You're shakin' so much. Gonna cum again?" He murmurs sensually. You can't even respond anymore, nothing but loud moans fly past your lips, as drool from the corner of your mouth drops a bit on the sheets. Another orgasm shoots through your body, cum dripping along his dick and down onto the bed. Hot tears pool around your eyes, threatening to fall down your cheeks. Hanma doesn't bother to let you ride it out slowly, he keeps his thrusts steady and hard, forcing a second orgasm right on top of the previous one. You literally scream, your body quickly being overwhelmed by the intensity. "Damn, you're cummin' back to back for me, baby?" He moans deeply.

"I-I caaan't! Please..." You shudder so violently, your voice shook with every word like you were being tased.

"Can't what?" Hanma teases.

"S-slow down! Go-..go slower!" You stutter badly, regaining your hands grip on the sheets in front of you and attempting to pull yourself away from his relentless thrusts.

"'S it too much?" He asks innocently, his voice faux comforting. His hands grab onto your wrists, holding them back behind you like reigns as he fucks you rougher. This only made you cry harder, your arms shifting any kind of way to get out of his grip. Something about his thrusts made you feel different. Your pussy was sounding even sloppier now, and you could feel the cord in your core tightening up all over again, but this time much more intensely. You begged and whined for him to slow down or give you just a second to recompose, yet he just encourages you to take it. Your eyes roll back again, feeling yourself starting to really, really lose it.

"Oh my god, I'm cumming!" You announce shakily, loud ah's following shortly after as the cord finally snaps. You feel like you went and blacked out as you screamed, feeling like you just peed on yourself. Hanma made you squirt like a fountain on his dick, your juices trailing down your legs and splashing a bit against your ass as he keeps stroking. "Shit baby, you're makin' such a fuckin' mess. Gonna make me cum already." He groans watching you twitch and cry. His words didn't even register to you, you could only feel as a few moments later he pulls out, cumming right on your ass.

It takes you a second to realize what even happened as you come back to your senses. Your body flops down onto the bed lazily, still shaking violently while you pant. Your body was fried, you couldn't even move, and your mind was so fuzzy. Hanma laid next to you, the two of you breathing heavily together.

Finally you looked over at him, making instant eye contact with each other with the same sex-dazed expression. There's a few seconds of silence between you, nothing but the vibey music still playing in the background.

"That was-.."

The both of you speak at the same time, making each other laugh lightly. "Lemme clean you up." He murmurs, getting up from the bed and heading over to the bathroom. You sigh deeply, wearily scooting up to rest your head on the pillows that smell just like him. Hanma comes back shortly, hovering over you and wiping you down with a warm wash cloth. Chill bumps appear all over your body, the cool air finally starting to get to you now that your body's cooled down.

"Thank you." You mutter, turning your head to look at him. He responds with a kiss, planting his lips onto yours softly. You moan tiredly, placing a hand on his cheek before you pull away. In the few moments of silence, your eyes narrow skeptically as you notice him start grinning rather deviously at you.

"What?" You finally ask.

"Wanna go for round two?" He says excitedly, climbing on top of you.

"What?!" You scoff, looking up at him absolutely dumbfounded. "You heard me." He chuckles, tossing the wash cloth somewhere random while leaning down and planting wet kisses all over your neck. He's really deadass!

"Oh hold on, wait! I-I cannot-

You cut yourself off with a gasp, feeling him place your already exhausted legs over his shoulders.

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Hanma's grip on your ass tightens, picking up the pace as he bounces you on his cream coated dick.

"Uugh! Right there, right there! Daddyyyyy, oh my gooood!" You wail, squeezing your eyes closed as you cum for the fourth time in this position. He has you in his arms, both legs hanging over his arms as he lifts you up and down using his grip on your ass, standing near the bed.

You've never been in this position before but it instantly became a top favorite. The way it's just so nasty and loud, your skin slapping against his with every bounce. Then it's the way you're completely at his mercy, completely unable to move or get away. You're nothing but a little cock sleeve in this position, legs dangling in his strong arms as he uses you. Your nails dig into his shoulders, throwing your head back as you feel him bring you into another orgasm.

"Ah shit, I'm close." He cusses breathily, his grip tightening. Right after you he finally reaches his climax, pulling out and cumming against your achy core. He lays you down on the bed, lazily throwing himself on top of you, soft puffs of air hitting against your neck from his panting. The two of you stay like that for a while, trying to slow your heart rates down while basking in the way the the both of you completely wore each other out.

Hanma is by far the best you've ever had.

A/N🧚🏾‍♀️: Thank y'all so much for reading! I really threw my back into this chapter for y'all🥹 It's so encouraging to know that you guys really enjoy my stories and look forward to the next chapters. Feel free to comment any thoughts or inbox me too! I love hearing from y'all!

P.S: Don't worry I'll have Chapter 6 out next week ♡

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