#kick rocks perv

[jester-complex]

rottmnt as text posts!

[lukeslywalkers]

quinn barking in the dr? damn i really do have a type

[gojosprettyprincess]

Stuck in the washing machine trope with Stepbrother Bakugou x f!Reader

Tw- SMUT, Stepcest, dubcon in the beginning, Creampie, dumbification, anal play, he's aged up to 19, dirty talk, Heavy degradation and Bakugou is really really mean cause he's Bakugou duh, slight daddy kink, some bad grammar bc it's not proofread. MINORS DNI!!!!

Word count - 2350

A/n - I have no idea how someone can possibly get stuck in a washing machine but just pretend you can😔🙏

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"Katsuki Katsuki! Holy fuck are you deaf or something?! I'm stuck!" you yelled at the top of your lungs as you tried your very best to wiggle yourself out from the washing machine opening. You can't even remember how you got yourself into this fucking mess, you were just trying to look and see if there were any more clothing pieces left behind because you've been noticing a few of your panties have gone missing the past few days and it kept getting worse and worse to the point where you barely have any left to wear, you assumed it's because you accidentally kept leaving them in the washing machine and now somehow your fucking stuck.

Heavy substantial footsteps were heard loudly outside the room before the wooden door went flying open, causing the doorknob to hit against the wall, causing a loud bang, "The fuck do you want, can't you see I'm tryna fucking play?" the annoyed blond growled at you.

"Shut up and get me the fuck out" You yelled annoyed, while kicking your legs back to get his attention.

"Woah some mess you got yourself into, sweetheart" he smirks slyly while analyzing the situation, staring down at your pretty ass poking out of the washing machine, barely even covered by those tight slutty shorts you always wore around the house that never failed to make his cock rock hard.

"Oh please, just shut up and get me out already", you kicked your feet back hoping that he was behind you so it would hit him. "I don't think that's how you speak to someone you're trying to get help from, princess".

You rolled your eyes at the annoying pet names he always calls you every fucking time but you've grown used to it by now but the constant teasing was so fucking annoying. "Listen are you going to help me or not?".

"That depends princess, are you gonna beg me to or not?" you wanted to punch him in the face so fucking badly, imagining the shit-eating grin he definitely has plastered on his face right now. "Your so fucking annoying! No way go to hell!" you yelled.

"Oh yeah? Is that so"

He chuckled as he bent down behind you, eyes fixated on the way the thin material hugged your ass cheeks so tightly and delicious, you're so vulnerable in this position, he could keep you there and pound your slutty little holes for hours and hours if he wants to- which is probably what he's gonna do anyways.

He pressed the pad of his thumb against your damped crotch, rubbing it slowly back and forth as he watched the way your body jolted unexpectedly.

"Wha-what are you doing! You sick fuck??" you screamed as you tried to wiggle your ass away from his hold. "Oh, come on princess, let's have some fun yeah? You might even like it" he teases before tugging down your tiny shorts, just to be greeted with your glistening dripping cunt. A string of your slick connects to the crotch of the shorts before snapping away as he pulls it down to your knee. He groaned as his eyes took in the delicious sight in front of him, "No panties? And your fucking dripping, you probably planned this out and did this purposely just so I can come and see you like this, dirty fucking slut" he lands a harsh slap on your right ass cheek as you closed your eyes in embarrassment when you realized you're basically fucking exposed to him.

"Go to fucking hell you perv" You snapped back at him, "Oh yeah? I'm the perv?, I'm not the one fucking soaked and dripping onto the floor sweetheart". He laughs mockingly.

His dick was painfully hard and eager, straining to be released from his sweatpants, what can a man do? It's not his fault his dumb little stepsister always runs around the house with those tight little booty shorts, ass almost fully exposed, basically begging to be pounded and now he has his chance so why not take it?

He pulls his sweatpants and underwear down, thick perfectly curved dick slaps against his thighs as pre cum oozes out of the angry red tip, he grips his fist around it before pumping himself a few times while circling your clit with his thumb, "Pretty little cunt you got here princess, been hiding this from me this whole time?"

"S-stop it Katsuki, this is wrong! You're my stepbrother, we can't do this!" you whined, it's so fucking wrong and fucked up and you sure as hell knew that, you just can't help but feel your needy cunt throbbing and yearning for more, it's only natural right?

Before you could even process anything else you felt his angry tip lining up at your entrance, his thick cock head bullying and prying it's way into your weeping tight hole before he shoves it all the way in unexpectedly, knocking the wind out of you as you hissed at the sudden pain.

"Hahh fuckk- Katsuki slow down!" you moaned as he starts thrusting his hard cock in and out of you like it was his mission to bruise and mark up your silky walls with his tip, strong hands gripping onto your waist as he stretches out your poor cunt with his fat girth, splitting that pretty little cunny in half as it drips all over him. "Holy fuckk you're so fucking tight hah- shitt" he hisses as your pussy clenches around him snugly, tightest cunt he ever fucked for sure.

He started pounding you harder, gripping the oversized T-shirt you wore as he rammed himself in the tight warm space between your thighs.

"Stupid little slut, is this what you need to shut that annoying little mouth of yours, my dick pounding this little pussy?" he took a mental note to give you exactly what you wanted when you're acting up and being a little bitchy brat to him. "Sh-ut up katsu-" shit you couldn't even form proper words to even say his fucking name, "Your the fucking worse fuh-ckk" you moaned out of pleasure. You can't even lie his cock was the best you've ever had and it's only been minutes since he started fucking you so that surely says a lot, his tip was grazing against the right spots in your hole, it's like his dick knew all the parts in cunt that would make your eyes roll to the back of your head and he was stretching your stuffy cunt with his cock soo good, it turnt you into a moaning mess.

"Oh yeah I know my cock is good you little slut, Gonna fuck you so stupid with it, you won't ever think about another guy's dick other than your stepbrother's" he smirks as he lands a hard slap on your ripped ass, watching the way the thick flesh jiggles against him, bouncing back against his pelvis as he drills himself so fucking deep inside of you. You're his little glory hole, he can stuff you full and deep of his seed and use your tight pussy for hours and fuck you so dumb that you can't even think for the rest of the week if he wants to.

He circles his thumb over your neglected butthole, the puckered hole fluttering against the pad of his thumb as he notices the way your moans got sweeter and louder at the gesture. He won't be surprised if you're a slut for anal he snooped through your room a shit ton of times looking for your dirty cum-stained panties he uses to jerk off to, to know that you have several jeweled anal plugs hidden away in your drawer.

"Mmm want me to put it in baby?" he teases, adoring the way the pink ring flutters on his thumb, soo eager and hungry to be stuffed and played with, "Ye-yes pleasee!" you hiccupped, purposely winking your hole for him desperately as a form of inviting him. "Heh, how cute" he mumbled before gathering your slick from your clit to rub it on the tiny rim before slowly sinking it in little by little. He groaned as he felt your cunt throbbing around his cock as your hungry asshole swallows his thumb into the hilt.

Heavy balls slapping against your clit as your eyes roll back to the back of your head as if you were possessed or something- or maybe you were, possessed by his fucking cock hitting your favorite spots in your hole that had you seeing stars. His cock was so fucking good, mushroom tip kissing your cervix with every single one of his mean thrusts. "Fuck wish I could play with those pretty tits" he groans, head falling back as he moans, your cunt felt like fucking heaven, so warm and tight just for him.

"Kat-Katsuki m' so close" you moaned as you felt the familiar feeling in your stomach building up, "Yeah? That fast? My cock is that good huh?".

You let out a porn star-worthy moan when you felt his thick thumb sliding in and out of your tight bullied walls, matching the rough brutal pace of the pounding he was giving your poor pussy. He lifts up one of his legs and plants his feet flat on the floor so he can drill deeper into your cunt, "Fuckk yes daddy- don't stop fuck! Please don't stop" you cried out as you felt yourself approaching your release.

He chuckled mockingly, "Daddy huh? You're such a fucking dirty whore ya know that?" he slapped your ass so fucking hard that his handprint was definitely branded on your ass cheek, "Didn't know my dear little stepsis was such a cock-hungry slut, what'd ya think mom would say if she found out her innocent daughter was milking her stepbrother's cock and calling him daddy hm? Always knew you were a whore" he smirks as you whimpered and dripped to his mean words.

He pulled his thumb out of your butthole slowly and then groaned when he saw the delicious little gape he created. He brought his thumb up to his mouth before sucking it, gathering spit onto the finger then circling it around the gaped hole.

"Fuckk would you look at that, she's all prepped and ready for my cock, maybe after I'm done stuffing your cunt, I'll fill this one up too, bet you'll fucking like that", you felt his cock throbbing like crazy in your pussy as he imagined stuffing both of holes with his bitter cum and having you all plugged up n pretty with his seed deep in your asshole and the only thing keeping it in is the princess plug you have hidden away in your drawer- buried deep inside your ass.

You almost screamed when you felt him stabbing his cock into your cunt even harder, strong hands gripping your waist tightly to keep you still as he rams his hips against yours. The friction of his heavy balls slapping your clit made it feel even better as your cunt clenches around his cock, threatening to milk his balls into your pussy. You're not surprised that Bakugou was this good at fucking, after all, he was really fucking sexy and built, of course he had a lot of experience. You cried out when you felt his fingers rubbing harsh harsh circles on your clit, "Come on slut, need ya to cum on my cock, don't make me repeat myself" he grunts, head falling back when he feels your cunny squeezing around his cock soo much fucking tighter. You closed your eyes as you felt your orgasm approaching. His thrust was so fucking brutal, it's like he has some fucking personal problem and is taking it out on your poor cunt.

Before you could process anything else, you were gushing all over his pretty cock, warm liquid squirting all over his abs and pelvis and he continues pounding you through it, he lets out a slurpy moan while laughing, "Fuckk yeah that's it baby that's it, Gooddd girl" he thrusts got sloppier and sloppier when he felt his balls tightening. He didn't expect you to fucking squirt and make a mess all over him so it drove him fucking crazy.

You felt his cock twisting against your tight walls, assuming he was about to cum. Fuck, you felt so lifeless. The only thing holding you up was Katsuki's strong grip on your waist and the washing machine because you can't even think right now, your mind fully fucking clouded with his cock bullying your poor insides, splitting your sweet cunny apart. Fuck he's so mean, you shivered when you felt his fingers digging deep into your waist.

"Fuck m'gonna cum, gonna stuff this slutty cunt so full of my seed, it'll come right out your mouth bitch" he hisses before emptying his balls in your pussy, thick ropes of cum filling up your cumdump of a hole as you cried out when you felt his angry tip pushing the cum further and further into your cunny, making sure to stuff you full and not let any of it leak out or you'd have to lick it up.

He chuckles darkly when he hears you're out of breath whimpers. "Is this what you needed? A good little filling to shut that pretty mouth of yours? Because if it's dick you need to function properly you know where to find me baby" he chuckles, slowly pulling out his still-hard cock, being sooo careful that none of the cum drips out. He lines his tip up at the entrance of your butthole, smearing the cum onto the hole as it winks at him.

"Ready for the other filling?"

[rumisgf]

“F.R.E.A.K” DENKI KAMINARI X BLACK!READER

summary: everybody thinks denki’s girlfriend is so sweet and so innocent. but i mean, you’re dating denki, they should know better. especially after parties, they’d be baffled by the things you two do once you get home.

includes: very little plot, unprotected sex (reader’s on birth control), corruption kink, slight perv!denki, dom!denki, sub!reader, daddy kink, college!au, lots of dirty talk

birthday parties are good for two reasons: one of them is that you get to spend time with the people who you cherish and celebrate your friends together as a group. importantly, though, the other reason,

is that denki gets to take you home and finally let out his pent up sexual frustration.

the way your bodycon miniskirt perfectly outlines your curves and has your ass sitting just right, the softness of your exposed legs, it’s just too much for him.

but, you could say the same for yourself. when kaminari gets all dressed up, he looks so good.

“mhm, move this for me baby.” he says as he’s tugging on your skirt. he lifted you up while making out with you as soon as you both stepped through the door, and practically rushed to the bed. you pull up your skirt enough to expose your already wet core, and he nearly drools at the sight. he wastes no time kissing down your stomach, occasionally biting and sucking on the flesh and earning sweet whimpers escaping your lips. “so fuckin’ pretty.. all mine.”

you moan as he kisses your sensitive cunt through your panties. “p-please…” you whine under his touch. “i know baby, i got you.” he smiles before sliding your underwear off in no time, relishing in how much of a mess you made in them before he even touched you. “look at you… ain’t even touch you yet. this all f’ me?” he says, slowly toying with your clit. “yess… fuck~” you throw your head back in pure bliss.

you never were willing to be this weak for somebody to where they can say such dirty things to you and you’re so turned on by it. and denki knows this very well. he’s ruined you, and he’s very proud of himself. ever since he started dating you, one of his goals was to successfully slut you out.

he laps and sucks at your soaking pussy, humming into your core in response to the lewd, pornographic moans coming at your mouth. and it’s when you slip out “daddy…s-so good..” he can physically feel his dick trying to rip out his pants. in a few more minutes, you’re creaming all over his tongue and he makes sure to lick all of you up.

scooting back up, he licks his fingers to swallow up any of your arousal left on them. “turn around.” he usually isn’t so demanding, but tonight was different. and you’re definitely not complaining. you get on all fours in front of him and arch your back. “yeah like that, good girl…” he says, breathless at the sight of you bent over for him like he hasn’t seen it 1,000 times. he places a harsh slap on your ass, making you gasp.

he frantically kicks off his pants and pulls down his boxers, his rock hard dick springing out of them. he slowly slides into you, moaning at your warm walls hugging him tight. “fuck- tight as shit baby..” he pumps into you, giving you deep strokes. it doesn’t take him long to hit your sensitive spot, and you moan out as you bury your head into the pillow. “take it mama, c’mon.”

“fuck daddy, s’ so big!” you cry as he picks up the pace. he grabs your hips and pushes you all the way back onto him, making you feel him deeper. “yeah c’mere, c’mere mama… take that shit.” your toes curl and the squelching noise coming from denki fucking your soaking cunt takes over the room. “f-fuck, fuck me please!”

he pants from behind you, a smirk plastering his face. “so fucking wet… you love this dick, don’t you? mmm fuck- creaming all over me, baby~” he cooes, his hand squeezing one of your ass cheeks. “y- fuck- yes daddy…love this dick so much!” you say through moans, gripping the sheets for mercy. “that’s right… such a good girl. who’s pussy is this?”

it’s such a lewd question, and it makes you tingle whenever he asks you while he’s pounding the life out of you. you never would’ve thought you’d actually get wet from somebody asking you, but here you are about to cum all over his dick just by hearing him say it to you. “yours, s’ all yours daddy~”

“good little slut… that’s right, this daddy’s pussy.” he smacks your ass, triggering the knot in your stomach to nearly come undone. “f-fuck ‘m gonna cum~!” you start whimpering, and he only thrusts deeper into you. “mhm, cum for me- ah shit- want you to make a mess for me, baby.” in a few seconds, you’re creaming all over his dick, screaming his name like a prayer and the sound of him fucking you becoming so loud, and so dirty. he moans as your walls clench around him, barely keeping himself together. “yeahhh, good girl..”

he pulls out and lays you down on your back, pumping himself in his hand. “one more?” he asks softly, almost as if he didn’t just say he owns your pussy. you nod with a smile, half lidded and dazed. he smiles back and laughs “that’s my good girl.” in no time, he grabs his length and slides into you with such ease. “oh my god-!”

he moans in complete bliss, reveling in your wetness. he once again starts pounding into you and your eyes squint in pleasure. “mmph! d-daddy!” you look at his with needy eyes. “i- fuck- i know, princess, i know.” he says as he almost feels bad, but he can’t. not when you’re squeezing him so tight and by the way your slick is painting his dick he knows how much you love it. “taking me so well, mama. so good for me..”

he buries his face into your neck as you cry about how you’re “so close~” and he’s “so big..” and you walls flutter around him as he fucks you. finally, you let go once more and sing out for him in his ear. that alone causes his thrusts to become sloppy and he grips onto your thighs. “fuck baby ‘m cumming, mmph!” he buries himself deep inside you, filling you up to the brim.

you both take a minute to catch your breath and he lifts up his head, smiling stupidly at you. his hand caresses your cheek as he innocently kisses you on the nose.

“…i really turned you into a slut, huh?”

“shut up!”

@ rumisgf

[xuhuihuis]

here's my perv!svt thought: perv!seokmin who gets off to your daily outfit photos but he's too shy to admit it 🤭

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Dirty Secret | Lee Seokmin

╰┈➤ warnings: perv!seokmin, jerking off, pleading, needy!seokmin, exhibitionism, getting off to your pictures.

╰┈➤ synopsis: Seokmin wakes up to a message from you and now has a problem of his own to deal with.

He didn't mean to, but Seokmin was hard. Every morning, he was greeted with a picture of your outfit of the day on his phone. It was something you started without the intention of it turning into a daily occurrence. He gulped harshly as his eyes focused more on the smaller details of your outfit. 

You were wearing his favourite shirt (which you stole from him) with a short skirt that only stopped at the middle of your thighs. If you were to walk, it would ride up higher and higher with every step you took. 

Seokmin licked his bottom lip as he started to palm his clothed cock. The slight pleasure felt so good. Very slowly, he rocked his hips into the palm of his hand. The bed quietly rocked underneath him with every thrust. He was kicking himself for being so hard this early in the morning when his roommate, Mingyu, was still getting ready in his room next door. It was a risk that Seokmin was willing to take for you.

"Oh my god..." He whispered as he was finally free from his tight underwear. He let his cock rest against his lower stomach, twitching and pulsing for you. Before he went any further, he looked around the room, giving it one last check to see if there was anyone around that would dare catch him in the act.

It felt so good as he grasped his cock tight, finally feeling a sense of relief as the pleasure ran through his body. The duvet is barely covering his naked body as he leans against the headboard of his bed. His phone is in one hand while the other starts to fist his leaking cock. 

Over the years, Seokmin has been one of the best friends that you could've asked for. He was always with you, no matter what, and you loved him for that. But at the same time, as you were growing closer to one another, his crush on you developed into something more, and he was now too scared to do anything about it as he was scared the bond with you would then break. The last thing he wants is to lose you, he doesn't want to watch you walk away from him due to his own actions. 

Now, he is trying to avoid any thought of you and your body, but it was so hard when he had a whole collection of photos and videos at his finger tips. Seokmin was now in a lust-filled, hypnotic state as he started to scroll through the pictures one by one. Whenever you sent a picture to him, he made sure he saved it to his phone for situations like this. 

Every photo has something about it that he liked; for example, there was a photo where the straps of your bra were on display. His favourite out of them all was one where your nipples were showing through the fabric. The day that you sent it, he was out with Mingyu and had to rush to the nearest bathroom to get off. With the added thrill of being caught by him, it just added to the rush of adrenaline. 

"Y/N, please. I need you so bad..." He was too far gone to register what he just said as he dragged his thumb over the tip of his cock. The room was filled with the sloppy sounds of his dripping cock mixed with the slight creeks of the bed with every flick of his wrist. 

All Seokmin desired in that moment was for it to be your hand, which was wrapped around his cock, and now his own hand. He groaned as he remembered when you held his hand one time and he got to see and feel how delicate your hands were. His fist sped up as he imagined how soft your hands would feel against his cock, getting them covered in his own cum. 

Every muscle in his body tensed as he was so determined to cum and make a mess for you. He couldn't help but smile in his dreamlike state, not wanting this to end as all of his wishes and dreams had become a reality. 

There was no need for lube, not even his own spit, when his cock was already leaking for you. Seokmin was making such a mess right now, but that was the least of his worries when he could feel his orgasm approaching. All of the muscles in his lower stomach started to tense and pulse as he sloppily jerked himself off. 

Seokmin sat his phone down in front of him, leaving it on his favourite picture that he had saved of you. It was you on Halloween night, leaning over the kitchen counter in your tiny skirt, showing off your lacey underwear. 

He now had free use of both of his hands to make sure he felt the most pleasure he could. It felt so good to have one hand jerking his length as the other gently played with his balls. He knew he wasn't going to last very long if he continued like this. The sweat was now running down his chest. It felt so good to have one hand jerking his length as the other gently played with his balls. and his cheeks were a shade of pink as he was so determined to make a mess for you. 

Seokmin's jaw hung open as the pleasure got too much, he started to shake uncontrollably as he came without a warning. He started to panic as he realised that he had to try and be quiet to avoid Mingyu coming into his room to make sure he was okay. Some moans slipped their way through his gritted teeth as he came all over his phone screen. 

He couldn't help but become a little embarrassed when he thought about what you would say to him when you saw the mess that he was in. Seokmin's thick cum was now dripping all over the sheets and his phone as he imagined it was your own cum. He felt like it was a waste of his cum as it could've been inside of you. 

Seokmin was too busy trying to calm down from his high to register the steps that were coming up the stairs and to his bedroom. When he heard the knock at the door, he jumped and started to cover himself when Mingyu poked his head in the door, smiling. 

"Is everything okay up here, bud?"

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[bucknastysbabe]

hii, could you write smt abt aegon ii? 🥹 like kinda perv and loser stepbrother!aegon

YES I CAN! Hope you enjoy, getting back into my Aegon ways a bit! Xoxo

Just like that video! - Aegon II

Rating: Explicit

Tags: Loser perv step-bro Aegon, TW: alcohol abuse, underage (17) sexual moment, cocaine use, fat shaming, modern au, Aeg’s a shit but means well, Lannister reader, and they were step-siblings, lots of banter, pnv!sex, chubby!aeg, begging, family interactions, pseudo Incest and they get off on it, the panties were allowed to be kept

Taglist: @arcielee @aemonds-holy-milk @targaryenbarbie @lovelykhaleesiii @sugarpoppss2 @fairysluna @thought--bubble @valeskafics @dr-aegon @targaryen-madness @starogeorgina @fallingintoyourlilaceyes

You had no choice but to come home for college this summer, being a lame freshman. Next year you planned on getting a place off-campus with some of your tennis teammates. You would go back to the mansion this summer, reluctantly.

The stupid mansion your family had inherited over generations. Casterly Rock. Now it was infested with your stepmother's weird fucking offspring, minus Daeron. You liked Daeron. Regardless, the youngest sibling could not protect you from the advances of Alicent's eldest son Aegon.

He was harmless, really. He currently was in a 'gap year' between his junior and senior years. The term gap year was a nice overcoat of gloss. You knew he had a bad coke and alcohol problem and needed to get straightened out. You hadn't seen the fucker since he was absent for most of the holidays in a sober-living program.

You had been home for about three hours now, isolating in your room, watching Hulu, bored as fuck. You had spoken to your father and Alicent while the servants brought up your belongings. Alicent asked politely, "How was nationals? You know we would have come but Daeron was graduating."

"We got our ass kicked, I wish I was there to see Daeron too. Where's his highness?"

Jason grumbled, "Eating the house."

Alicent's face soured slightly at the mention of Aegon. She hummed, "He's just working his program and staying sober until he can finish up school. Mainly mopes around, it'll be good for him to have you here." You nodded, holding your tongue. Jason snorted and said, "Make him get the hell off his ass or something, play tennis, who knows. Dinner's at eight."

It would be a boring summer. Maybe you could call up the Reyne or Tarbeck boys for some fun. You didn't particularly want to hang around your peaked and washed-up fratboy loser of a stepbrother. You remember from when you were younger and excited, your father was marrying into the royal family!

You were met with a toddling Daeron, shy and dreamy Helaena, intense Aemond, and Aegon. Who promptly pointed at your chest and scoffed, "Totally not like the porno huh? That's lame." You stood in abject Lannister horror, planning on his immediate downfall.

Instead, you grew up under the shadows of your strange siblings. Aegon was 4 years your elder and acted like he was still in middle school. He ignored or made fun of his 'stuck-up stepsister.' You had a strange interaction when he was home on a holiday You had just turned seventeen and Aegon was a junior. He was pretty bad off when he first came in with Criston, the guard holding him up.

Aegon was rail-thin, drunk as fuck, and a crying mess. You exchanged a look with Aemond, the other brother making a face of disgust. He whispered to you, "Dumbass is about to get kicked out of school, he's on academic probation right now. Or might I mention his raging alcoholism and cocaine addiction?"

The pair of you watched him get dragged off to your parent's room. You mustered a weak reply, "I knew he was a drunk but not that damn bad." Alicent had put him on Antabuse when he was in high school and then deemed him alright to go to college.

That night you'd gone out with the Westerlings to Lannisport, you had a fake ID yourself. Coming back you managed to score Aegon some blow and a bottle. You don't know why you did. Maybe it was that desire to gain his pointless approval. You did it anyhow, smuggling it into your purse. Criston didn't bat an eye, he thought you were the golden child, soon-to-be salutatorian, and a tennis scholarship to a good school in Oldtown.

You crept down the hall, Aegon had the big room on the corner of the second floor. Knocking on the door, a haggard Aegon moaned, "What? I feel like shit! Fuck off, Cole! Jason! Whoever you are!"

You yell-whispered back, "No dumbass it's me, I have something."

The door opened to a much sicker Aeg, eyes red-rimmed, skinny body trembling under a thick blanket. You gasped "What the fuck is wrong with you? Do you have a virus?"

"No. Withdrawals. What did you bring me?" His violet eyes leered at your bodycon dress, making your cheeks heat up. He was handsome, stepbrother or fiend or whatever. You looked around and handed him the baggie and bottle. Aegon's eyes lit up and his smile brightened. He dragged you into his room, smelling of sweat and alcohol.

"Thank fuck, I needed this so bad, gods you are an angel."

You shrugged, standing there as he chugged some of the liquor, sighing in audible relief. He eyed you and asked, "You got a credit card?" Nodding in slight fear you rifled more in the purse and handed him the card. Aegon locked his door and got busy chopping up the coke. You pulled out your wine bottle and sat down, watching him drinking and shakily chopping up the white powder.

You ended up drunk as a skunk, Aegon absolutely cooked and giddy. He was making you laugh, chatting like you were a friend. Going so far as to inquire about your boring life. He seemed at ease, the dark cloud that would hang over Aegon had melted. The blonde looked at you with glassy eyes and hummed, "M'sorry for being a prick, you're not half bad."

"Sure, you're just happy I fueled your problem. Stuck up Lannister isn't that boring."

He laughed a bit, pretty teeth shining. Aegon asked, "Wanna watch this stupid movie? M'wired up right now." You gestured to the remnants of the coke and giggled, "I'd imagine, yeah come on then." You'd drunkenly climbed onto his huge bed, Aegon plopping on the other side, typing the movie into the big ass television.

It was funny, but somewhere along the way, Aegon had inched his way toward you. You had moved closer to him, snuggling into his side. The voice of reason was screeching in your head. Your stepbrother turned his face to yours, murmuring, "You're so fucking pretty you know that? I don't care how fucked up that is, I am fucked up."

You surged forward to meet his plump lips, Aegon's hand holding your cheek as he kissed you. He laughed darkly, nipping at your lip and sliding in a tongue. As the liplock grew more heated- spit-slick lips and tongues sliding against each other, Aegon rolled his frame atop yours, settling between your spread legs. Your dress rucked up to your panties from the movement, drawing a helpless whine from your throat.

This was disgusting, wrong, awful.

You arched into his touches on your hips, groaning into his mouth as you sensually kissed him, growing messier by the second. Aegon rutted a bit against your pussy, softly moaning and squeezing your waist. He murmured in your ear, "Mm, I know you're all wet for me, stepsis." Skinny fingers crawled to the edge of your underwear.

A deep pang of fear struck you, suddenly withdrawing and backing out of Aegon's amorous embrace. You shook your head, heart beating too fast, shame and guilt pounding your head in. The platinum-haired man stared in confusion, stuttering, "W-What the fuck? Are you okay? Hey!"

You shook your head, chest too tight to speak. grabbing the remnants of your debauchery you skittered out of his room, silent tears running down your face. You felt weird, you drew a line in the sand that would not wash away. With fucking Aegon. You could hit yourself.

The rest of the days he was icy. Icy all the way until he was going into rehab and further treatment. You didn't dwell on the experience until now, eyes darting towards his room. You would have to see him eventually. Passing by his door all you could hear was video game noises.

You locked the door to your room, a bit of anxiety peeping through. For the seven's sake, you were an adult now! You would be a polite sibling, Aegon was obviously sick at the time and trying to get well. He'd written you an apology from his sober living place and you wrote back a brief acceptance and gave well wishes. So it couldn't be that bad?

You'd take a nap and deal with your insane family later.

Sitting down at the dinner table, the normal-sized one, you chatted with your mother and Criston about tennis. Jason prepped some sort of penne dish with a salad. The sound of a chair being scooted back alerted everyone to another presence. It was Aegon. He murmured a quiet, "Hey. Nice to see you sis, sorry 'bout nationals."

"Thanks Aegon, how are you doing? Super proud of you."

You tried not to stare at your stepbrother but he had...changed. His hair had grown out to shoulder length and he'd put on weight. Nothing terrible, but it had to range somewhere in 50 pounds (23kg). The big sweatshirt and too-small joggers didn't quite help his case either.

"Yeah, it's not bad, ready to get back to school or do something before I go crazy."

Jason snarked, "A job is always a good idea huh?"

The awkward silence was permeated by an excited Daeron hugging you, still sweaty from soccer practice. You mock gagged and smiled at the little brother, batting him away. Criston hummed, "Dare's already started practicing at King's Landing U." You grinned, "Hell yeah! I'll come boo you when you play Oldtown!"

Things fell into a familiar rhythm besides Aegon scarfing his food up and excusing himself. Alicent called after him, "Where are you going, honey? Come visit with us." Aegon sighed, "I have a headache, sorry."

Your dad shook his dark blonde hair, rolling green eyes. He scoffed, "All Aegon does is eat and play video games. He'll be a fucking cow sooner or later."

You found yourself speaking up, "Would you rather have him chubby and sober or skinny and tweaked out Dad?"

Jason forked some pasta in his mouth, shaking his head. Criston broke the next stage of awkward silence. "Hey, he's almost at a year now. I'd never think I would see the day." Daeron nodded along. Dinner resumed to normal.

You had helped your father clean up, the conversation stunted and awkward. Lannister men had a tendency to never understand a woman, just a family thing. Some of your friends had fathers who didn't suck. Alicent tried and Criston was the occasionally cool uncle. Even if he wasn't related to any of you, just something that came along with being royal.

You spent some more time playing smash bros with Daeron, laughing and catching up after much needed time. It was late and you glanced at your phone. Marq Tarbeck had texted you back. You ignored it, yawning, "Alright Dare, I think it's time to hit the sack." His sleepy purple eyes seemed to agree as he got up, muttering about 'getting his nasty ass in the shower.'

Daeron split ways with you, going to his room nearby, and you up and across the mansion. Your room was also on the second floor- there was no way but to pass Aegon's room. Part of you wanted to check on him, it seemed like your father was hard on him. The other half said fuck it, he doesn't need to be babied. Still, you paused at his door, listening to the vague background noise of the television.

"F-fucking, god, baby," he groaned, muffled.

Your eyes widened in shock. A drawn out moan of your name made you freeze. Aegon rambled, "Knew you'd be so cute taking my dick stepsis. Gods!" His deep voice made you tremble slightly. Your imagination painted an image of Aeg spread out, fisting his cock, thickened thighs flexing. His plump lips would be extra swollen, those cute chubby cheeks blotchy.

Oh Gods. You couldn't. He was having a private moment and you stood outside his door like a weirdo. Then your phone began to ring. A loud buzzing as you frantically switched it off, fucking Tarbeck! With a pitiful whine you tried to book it away to your room.

"Get your ass back here!" came Aegon's whisper-yell.

You paused, hand over your mouth. Fucking fuck, you thought.

"C'mon, get over here, I heard you."

You dramatically groaned and shuffled to Aegon's doorway, eyes downcast, blushing heavily. A finger tilted your chin up, you reluctantly looking at his smug face. Aegon hummed, "Did you want a look-see or just to listen? You're just slumming it now huh? No Reynes or Tarbecks?"

You gritted out, "I was going to check on you, but then I heard my name. Of course I'd be curious to why you were moaning it."

Aegon rolled his eyes, scoffing, "So. Jig's up. I stole your pretty little lace panties to fuck too. Since I'm a man of honesty now."

Arousal laced up your stomach, pussy throbbing at the actual desperation this fucker was giving off. You panted a bit, shouldering him aside. Your panties were indeed on the bed, thoroughly used. Gaping at Aegon he shrugged, basking in the debauchery. Guess being sober didn't change him from being a little pervert.

You muttered, "I can't believe you."

"I tried to fuck you did I not? I remember how eager you were."

Glancing at his lidded eyes and frankly punchable face you kissed the man, gripping at his oversized sweatshirt. Aegon seemed surprised, inhaling sharply before grabbing your ass and returning the kiss with vigor. He murmured, "You aren't running away- hah- this time." He squeezed your ass hard, lips intense against yours.

Pressing yourself to his soft belly he stiffened a bit, apoligizing, "M'not very in shape, too many sweets, cock's the same." You shrugged, pulling his heavier frame atop your own, a thick thigh slotted between your sinewy legs. He groaned softly, hands pulling at your shirt impatiently.

He grunted while shucking off his sweatshirt, elbow about to take you out. You yelped and ducked, Aegon guffawing. "Sorry?" He chuckled. Shaking your head you pulled on his longer hair and resumed the earlier attentions. The blondie rudely unsnapped your bra, shoving you up the bed at the same time.

Pulling away with a snarl you exclaimed "Fucking hell are you going to manhandle me around the bed or kiss me?"

Aegon deadpanned, "Wanna see you naked. Going to do that for me this time? Nice tits by the way, I can say it's like the porno now."

You growled and shoved down your shorts and underwear, somehow turned on by his shithead attitude and stupid grin. Pointing at him you hissed, "Your turn. Those briefs looking a little tight anyways." Aegon snorted, laughing at you again while shimmying his ill-fitting briefs off. His violet eyes greedily roved over you, the shameless perv.

"Happy Lady Lannister?" He asked while gesturing to his hard cock.

"Much better, get over here."

Aegon pulled you by the legs, thick waist keeping your thighs spread, fat cock rudely shoved flush against your embarrasingly wet pussy. He pressed teasing little kisses across your throat, grasping hands all over your tits and ass. You mewled- rutting a bit against him, utterly pinned by his heavier weight.

"Gods- Aegon, you- gods!" you wheedled, shaky hands digging into his shoulders, slipping down to his plush hips and squeezing. He moaned and began to slide against your slit, eyes rolling erotically. Aegon rasped, "Been so fucking long- know you're tighter than I ever dreamed of. Little cocktease."

He took your mouth again, a possessive hand grabbing your chin, lips and tongue domineering and invasive. You were quickly becoming a puddle, whining as you tried to keep up, unable to focus as the bulbous tip of Aegon's thick cock jerked against your needy clit. Your stepbrother groaned raggedly, "Lion? Mewling kitten huh baby sis?" You whined again, jerking against him to claw at his shoulder.

"That's it, lemme see you try."

You huffed in frustration, nipping Aegon's puffy lips, trying to rut back against him. He laughed into your mouth, rough hands planting on your tits, thumbs swiping across your peaked nipples. You cried out into his warm mouth, shivering as Aegon alternated between dizzying little circles with the pad of his thumb or pinching and pulling roughly.

"Ah, mmm, fuck, fuck you, get- get a condom- oh my gods!"

Aegon groaned in annoyance. "We're literally rich, just go get a plan B."

"Get your lazy ass up and grab it!"

"Sound just like your father, gonna call me fat next?"

You stared at him, waiting. Aegon made a whole deal about heaving himself up and ungainly rolling to his side table, rifling through. "You're not even fat, sure are acting like it though, huffing about nothing," you replied. The prince returned with a condom, tearing the packet with his teeth. As he rolled it on the buffoon asked "Is it that bad? Be honest. The weight, I mean."

Alicent had made some weird fucking kids. You glanced around Aegon's body. He looked better than the last time you fooled around, actually healthy in appearence. The man took the brunt around his midsection, wide striped hips and a soft pooch. It appeared there was a slim layer of softness around his thighs, arms, and face. He seemed nervous now, that creeping insecurity.

"You look good. Healthier than being a skeleton. I don't see an issue. Maybe dress a bit snappier?"

He smirked, blushing and cursing, "Oh fuck off, I guess if you deem it alright. Let's fuck, yeah?"

You nodded with a grin, sealing your lips onto his own, wrapping your thighs around him tight. Both of you moaned as he slipped in, stretching your tight pussy out. Gods it felt good, the girth dragging against your sensitive spots. His hips stuttered a bit, hands clamping on your hips as he swore. You goaded Aeg on, digging your heels into his ass and whining his name.

Aegon pecked your mouth one more time, tucking his face into your neck, thighs heavily smacking your hips as he fucked. You yelped at the sudden movements, shivering in delight. Aegon grunted on every thrust, gasping against your neck before sinking his teeth in to grace your delicate skin.

You could do nothing but take his relentless bullying of your sensitive hole, thick tip drilling your sweet spot as he changed angles with a sharp inhale. Goosebumps littered your skin, sweat building between the pair of you. Your whines and his groans made a lurid cacophony, the slapping of flesh and the squelch of your own cunt.

Aegon panted, "Such a tight fuckin' pussy, made for me, s'good."

You arched feebly into his soft stomach, tits rubbing against his own. All you could manage was crying Aegon's name, tightening around him. You begged "Please, Aeg, touch me, touch me please, m'gonna cummm!" He growled in reflex, hips jerking particularly rough into the soft roof of your pussy.

"Yeah baby? Need your clit rubbed so you can come all over my dick? Beg some more, want you to mean it."

He slapped your thigh, smirking with lust blown pupils. Your eyebrows had knit together, the burning coil of ecstasy tightening into a ball. You just really really really needed Aegon to play with your clit. In the most embarrassing mewl you begged again. "Aeeegon, please! It fucking hurts, m'so swollen for you, please stepbrother, lemme cum, it-it'll feel so good!"

You sobbed in frustration, Aegon rumbling, "Mhm, I gotcha, needy little slut for a step sister. Fuck, you're gonna make me blow." His thumb and forefinger pinched and rubbed your flushed bundle of nerves, your stepbrother slapping a hand down on your wailing mouth. His hips stuttered, eyes rolled again as you clamped down on his twitching cock.

He babbled something, frantically swiping your nub until you released in a gush of slick, shivering from head to toe. Aegon made a gutted noise, his full weight baring down as he sloppily fucked himself out, groaning in near agony. He stiffened and whimpered your name, lips hanging agape as his cock emptied into the condom. Your pussy throbbed and twitched as you stared at the ceiling, hand in Aegon's platinum hair.

He groaned softly, "Ffffucking hell Lannister, you little demon."

Aegon groaned and slid out, laying on his back, pudgy belly heaving as he gathered some breath. You were just as limp, trying to formulate a sentence. Aegon tied off the condom and haphazardly threw it into a trash bin. You wrinkled your nose but managed to make the sluggish movements into his soft side. He was much more cuddly with the extra weight and post-orgasm haze.

Aegon wrapped a lazy arm around you, lips slightly curled up. He hummed, "You aren't going to run this time are you?"

"No. I don't think I will. We can tell Dad we're getting you lots of exercise now huh?"

"Just like the porno."

"Shut up."

[shuugumi]

❥ 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐈𝐒

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: geto suguru has been gone for a week which turns you into a needy mess, he comes home a day earlier and what he walks in on is a surprise in itself!

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: nsfw, geto suguru smut, asfab anatomy, perv!geto, masturbation (r), oral(r!receiving), prone bone, mating press, geto is a little mean (if u squint), pet names (honey, hun, handsome, baby), breeding, hair pulling, embarrassment, porn with a little plot, idk what else, it's just pure smut, !! 1k850wc !! lowkey rushed ending lololol

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐣𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: honestly. if i am being honest. i don't simp for geto but...after writing this and seeing all the geto fics filling my fyp......gorl!! i want him right now!!! once again, reblogs are vry appreciated as it gets my work out there!

"baby i am home." geto calls out as he closes the entrance door. as he unbuttones his jujutsu tech uniform, he hangs it on the coat rack. that's when he realises how dark the house was. it wasn't usual for the house to be dark especially if you were home alone and without you coming out wherever you were made geto suspicious.

taking off his shoes and slowly walking through the hallway he calls you out once more, "baby? where are you?" he shouts once more, making his way to your shared bedroom. the door—barley closed and a glow of linen light shined. as he brought he hand to the doorknob he stopped after hearing noises—noises of someone earning pleasure and the squeak of the bed sounding off.

"mmmm—ye-yes! fuh-fuck s'good baby." he raises an eyebrow, peaking through the crack of the door he sees you. groping yourself with one of your hands as you rufflessly rode one of the many pillows you had to beg for to buy all of the pillows. in your free arm, held a pillow but it wasn't just any pillow. it was his. your head buried into that pillow as you rocked your hips back and forth on the pillow.

"m-m-miss yu' sugu." you whine into the pillow, feeling your end coming close and your body becomes limp. falling onto the bed as you fucked yourself back onto the pillow. geto watches as you get yourself off. unconsciously he palms himself through his baggy pants, watching and listening to your sweet moans.

he knew you were getting close. you become more whiny and begging— for your release and right when you felt you were coming undone, he abruptly pushes the door open— the door hitting the wall, startling you. your head shoots to his direction and immediately you roll over, hiding yourself under the ruffled bedding and he chuckles walking in closer to the bed.

he looks down at the pillow you once were riding and see the huge wet patch and cream you left behind before hiding under the blankets. "damn...the pillows soaked honey. missed me that badly?" he says under his breath, pulling his shirt up and throwing it somewhere in the room.

"you-you're not supposed to be home till tomorrow!" you shout under the duvet covers, voice slightly muffled as he walks over to the other side and flips over the cover. seeing you laying on your chest, face buried in the sheets with sheer embarrassment. "satoru—took matters into his own hands...y'know how impatient he is with the higher-ups..." geto informs, bringing his hands to your bare back, caressing your spine and moving down to your ass. massaging and leaving a few spanks before removing his pants—and climbing on top of you.

his hardened dick rested right between your ass cheeks as he slowly moved. dick grazing in between your cheeks as you shyly bring your head up from the mattress and look back at geto. a meaningful grin plastered on his face, “wanna tell me what you want, hun?” he says, grabbing hold of his dick and slapping the tip over your assets and probing at your soaking entrance.

“fuck me…please. missed you s’much suguru!” you say, kicking your feet against the mattress—anticipating his next moves before you hear a sigh released from his nostrils. “yu’sure you missed me n’ not just my dick?” he laughs, spreading your ass cheeks to gain a view of your pretty pussy. glistening with your slick and seeing your entrance clenching round’ nothing.

“pussy wants it so badly, doesn’t she? tell me how badly she wants me to fuck her.” geto commands, running his index finger down your folds and entering his index finger into your clenching hole. wiggling around, seeing you clench your butt cheeks together. you whine at his touch as he explores your insides, hitting every wall. your feet lifting up, almost hitting his butt.

“words baby—need to hear your report.” he coos, slipping his finger out and running it down your lips once more. “be-been empty without your dick for sooo long…wantin’ you to fuck me for hours.” you swallow your pride and start spewing “nonsense” with a click of geto’s tongue, he snapped his hips into your ass— his dick plunging into you without any warning. you shriek at the sudden plunge and the sudden feeling of his thick and lengthy dick start stretching you out.

“fuckkk!” you moan as you feel his dick twitch against your gummy walls. a shiver down your spine alerts you as geto repositions himself. hands resting at the curvature of the tops of your ass, he pushes down, “lift your ass up a bit.” he says and you comply quickly. “move, please. hurry…” you whine, a pout adorning your face as you look back—geto running his hands up your back and raking his hand through your hair, grabbing a ponytail's worth of hair and forcefully pulling you up towards him. back curving as his mouth found a spot right by your ear.

“you can be a patient girl f’me can’t you? waited all week for this needy pussy, only to come home n’ seein’ you fuck yer’self on my pillow.” he husks into your ear before licking at your ear lobe and snapping his hips up against you. a shriek left your lips as your tongue lolled out. “ye-yes! yes! i can…be your patient girl!” you chanted out, holding your moans back as you scrunched the bedding with your hands as he started pounding into you. ass cheeks jiggling whenever his pelvis met your ass.

“sugu! gonna cum! don’t stop…please!” he hums after hearing you moan into the mattress and his speed doesn’t stop. he goes faster and slides one of his hands underneath you, reaching for your hooded clit— starting to rub at your bundle of nerves. “not gonna stop doncha’ worry sweet girl.” he says, speeding up his pace—the slapping of his balls hitting your ass after every thrust sounded through the bedroom. squelching sounds of your soaking pussy started talking, making geto go feral.

his pace stops at your clit as he feels your walls clench down onto his member, feet kicking at the mattress as you climax. geto not wasting one second, pulls out of you and flips you over. immediately going for your breasts, he attaches his lips to one nipple while the other groaps at the other; flicking and pinching you arch your back. legs wrapping around his waist as one of your hands rake into his long black hair.

“missed you honey.” he says in between every kiss he played from your nipples up your neck and ending on your lips. “missed you more, handsome.” you say, kissing him back; you slip your tongue into his mouth after he let out a groan, sucking on his tongue he ruts his hips up. twitching member drenched in your slick with the mix of his precum sliding up your wet folds. making out with him, your free hand travels down—getting a hold of his penis you try (key word try!!) to insert it in yourself but gets stopped when geto pulls away, slapping your hand away from his cock.

“lemme eat this pussy out first eh? before i cum in you.” is all he says before his head squished between your thighs. his lips suction your sensitive and puffy clit as he pokes his tongue out as he sucks. drawing all sorts of things on the bundles as your hips start to roll on their own. geto wraps his hands around both thighs and holds you down. sloppily licking down your slit, kissing your folds—ultimately giving you an australian kiss that has you seeing stars. “suguruuuuuu!!!” you shout as both of your hands roughly grabbed his hair, forcing his face more into your needy pussy.

geto is sloppy but remains elegant when eating you out. taking his time licking each and every crevice that’s down there. looking up through his tired eyes, seeing you bite down on your bottom lip looking at him with pleading eyes. soon, you’re cumming once more. your cum and juices dripping down his chin as he comes back up. sliding his dick up your folds once more until he reenters. “being so good for me.” he says before smacking one of your tits. you moan as his pace increases, grabbing your thighs and putting your legs on top of his broad shoulders. he kisses your ankles as he pounds into you.

breasts bouncing up and down as your hands grope them, trying to keep your breasts contained as he fucks into you. “ah! har-harder please!” he raises an eyebrow, bending your legs so you’re now in a mating press. his cock hitting every good spot now. laying soft and light kisses on your forehead as he muffles his moans. his tip just barely kissing the opening of your cervix makes you cry in pain but with the soothing effect of pleasure. you caress his face, as he bores into your eyes.

“keep squeezing me-ike’ that, g’nna cum in that sweet pussy.” he says, lifting up away from your face and legs—he pushes your legs more into your stomach and chest region as he starts pounder faster and faster, thrusts becoming sloppy and his lips become twisted within his teeth. “augh—fuckkk, cumming y/N, cumming!” geto whines as he feels his load comes pouring out, flooding your womb with his delicacy.

he’s chanting your name, y/N, y/N, y/N, as he forcefully thrusts a few more times; milking himself into you. he’s breathless, heaving and catching his breath from the feral speed he’d just been at. he chuckled before releasing himself. your legs come undone and you breathe heavily. pushing your pussy walls together to spurt out his cum. a loud pop! sound when both his cum and air blurt out of your filled cunt.

“feels…feels so good to be back home.” geto says, falling on top of you and snuggling into the nook of your neck. "i am glad to have you back...even if you were gone for just a week..." you whisper into his head as you wrap your arms around his shoulders, giving him small squeezes with your hands.

"think we need to buy a new pillow..." shamefully you say, looking up at the white ceiling— geto raises his head from your neck and deadpans you right to your face, "no. we already have like...10 pillows filled on this bed— losing one isn't a big deal.."

"but su&jade just came out with their new gingham pillow and duvet covers!! i...i have to get them..." you pout and he kisses your lips before sighing, "fine...we'll go tomorrow okay? but i am limiting you to two pillows okay?" he brings up his hand and extends his pink finger— your lips puckering when thinking through his deal. wrapping your slim finger around his, "promise." you say before giving him a kiss to lock the deal in...but once you pull away, you wink and stick your tongue out. "i mean it, y/N." geto says sternly and you laugh.

© 𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐢 ; do not translate, copy, plagiarize or upload elsewhere!! all content is owned by me unless stated otherwise.

[am3ricanh0rrorwh0re]

Thief || Tate Langdon

tate langdon x …whatever this is i wanted to try something different

warnings: nsfw, tate being a perv, masturbation.

tate had been keeping a close eye on you for a few weeks. your dad was his shrink, and the only thing he liked about his appointments was seeing you. sneaking up to your room and talking to you. comparing scars with you. you were the only girl he’s ever liked. the only one that’s made him feel these things.

so here he was, laying in your bed while you were out, doing god knows what. he was a ghost after all, so he could do this without getting caught. he sighed, running a hand over his face. the hand that wasn’t holding your panties. was this even a good idea? would you hate him? at this point, he didn’t care. he needed you, or the closest thing he could get.

tate sighed heavily, unbuttoning his jeans as he kicked them off onto the ground, along with his boxers. he holds your panties in his shaky hand, wrapping the material as much as he could around his length. sure, it cause some friction, but in the end it’d be worth it. tate took a deep, shaky breath, closing his eyes as he started moving the material up and down his cock, which was rock hard and leaking pre cum.

“a-ah, fuck…god…” tate breathed, his legs shaking a little. he kept his eyes closed, imaging what it would be like if you were here. how he’d run his fingers through your hair, kiss your neck, and then drop you down right onto his dick, not letting you get up until he finished.

he kept the panties wrapped around him, his hand clutching them to his length as he moved his hand up and down, moving the panties along with them. “y-yes…don’t stop, okay..?” he panted. was he talking to himself? yes. but on the inside of his twisted, sick mind, he was talking to you.

“ah..c’mon, y/n…yes…yeah, right there,” he practically whimpered, moving his hand faster. he let out a long, unstable breath, his jaw hanging open as his eyes rolled back. he let out a soft whimper, putting his head back. he ran his free hand down his face, sighing. he didn’t hear the door open, he was too distracted…

“tate..?” you ask softly, dropping your bag on the floor.

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[justanothervoreblog]

Uncle Jimmy

Request for @lechie

There was a comforting smell in Uncle Jimmy's house that always just seemed to allow Gabe to relax. On his dad's side, Uncle Jimmy had been intriguing to Gabe all his life. Gabe never really knew what his uncle did for work. His uncle had no partners, but he was just content. Uncle Jimmy was bald, by choice, his words. Whatever muscular physique he had softened up, especially around his middle. A nice fat beer gut was there instead of Jimmy's rock-hard abs in his youth. Complete with a layer of fuzz on his gut and his arms, Gabe could call Jimmy a proper bear. 

Gabe was taller than him considerably and also a lot skinnier. The two of them sat on the couch as Gabe adjusted the beanie on his head. A tuft of blonde hair peeks from underneath as the two of them watch tv. It was just a good pastime for the two of them; Gabe had been watching TV with his uncle for a good while. Pizza was apparently on its way, and hopefully, it got here soon because of how hungry Uncle Jimmy seemed to be. Various bags of chips are emptied and do little to stave off Jimmy's hunger. Gabe wanders into the kitchen, seeing if he can't find anything for his hungry uncle. 

A quick look in the fridge reveals little as a frown passes over Gabe's face. Uncle Jimmy would just have to wait for a pizza to arrive. Gabe feels his uncle walk behind him and press his hips up against his ass. Gabe's face lit up with embarrassment. He knew that his uncle was a perv, just not like this. He quickly turns around and looks at his uncle. Uncle Jimmy seemed amused, almost as if there was an inside joke he just wasn't getting. There was something in his movements, the way that he licked his lips or rubbed over his belly. Gabe was about to ask what was happening, but Uncle Jimmy seized his arms. The older man clasps them to Gabe's side, but the tall twink cannot break free.

Gabe watches as Uncle Jimmy lifts him slightly off the ground and begins to push Gabe's head towards his mouth. At first, there is confusion. Was Uncle Jimmy gone for a kiss? Instead, Uncle Jimmy's mouth seems to expand wider than it should have. Gabe briefly thinks of snakes and how they devour their food. Only when Gabe's head lands directly on Uncle Jimmy's tongue does he briefly know what's happening. He begins to thrash and beg Uncle Jimmy not to do this. Uncle Jimmy returns that thrashing by swallowing down his head. Gabe feels himself get pushed deep into that throat and towards the gut. He was getting eaten! 

Uncle Jimmy continually devours Gabe. Those lanky shoulders and chest posed no challenge. Uncle Jimmy swallows them up and amuses himself with the struggle of his nephew. So many had walked into this spider's parlor without realizing they were the fly. Gabe was no exception, as Uncle Jimmy makes short work of those flat abs. A quick tip of his head gets Uncle Jimmy to Gabe's waist and what remains of his arms. Gabe's hands grab onto Uncle Jimmy's wet lips. Jimmy feels those fingers trying to slow Gabe from reaching that belly. Uncle Jimmy could feel Gabe's head pop through the tight ring and into the acidic environment below. With an amused chuckle, Uncle Jimmy slides more of Gabe in, those fingers included. 

Uncle Jimmy happily devours Gabe's perky little butt. There was little that Gabe could do to stop as he rapidly began to fill up Uncle Jimmy's belly. Those long and thin legs are like strands of wet noodles. Uncle Jimmy happily slips them up as his hands roam over that fat gut of his now. Most of Gabe was now curled inside of that fuzzy dome. Uncle Jimmy puts one hand on top of that gut with smug authority. There was no way that Gabe was getting out of this one. With just those large feet wiggling on the outside, Uncle Jimmy swallows the last of his nephew. A quick head bob and those squirming feet get sent to the hairy tank. 

Uncle Jimmy puts his hands on his gut, feeling how his nephew struggles. Every kick and punch could be felt by Uncle Jimmy. The bald man revels in it. Uncle Jimmy carries his fat gut out of the kitchen and plops down onto the couch—the couch creeks with the centralized weight in one area. Uncle Jimmy kicks up his feet and relaxes. Gabe begins to wiggle fiercely on his belly, and Uncle Jimmy enjoys it. It gets to the point where Gabe's thrashing is so fierce that he lets out a huge burp from his uncle. The burp rattles the living room, and Gabe feels that gut squeeze around him. Uncle Jimmy chuckles with the flavor of his nephew back on his tongue. His belly had squeezed down on Gabe and knocked him out, which was probably for the best because digestion was about to begin. Soon, like countless other boys, Gabe would be digested and added to Uncle Jimmy's waistline. Uncle Jimmy returns to watching his TV show with nothing better left to do. He occasionally slaps or rub his belly, knowing it is working hard to digest his lanky nephew. Soon, he would fill it up more with that pizza. 

And perhaps, the Pizza boy!

[onyourmarkks]

hi! this was just a quick sunghoon thought idk if you'll be able to write anything with it but i thought i'd share anyway!

but imagine perv!hoon's gf noticed how busy he's been lately so she decides to come into his dorm and clean his room as a surprise. at the same time, hoon is on his way home from a really bad day at work in a not so good mood. while tidying up she finds her missing underwear under his bed. she's wearing headphones and isn't really paying attention to her surroundings so she doesn't notice that hoon has arrived home and is ready to use her as a stress reliever

omg i love this, ofc 🙂‍↕️

not proof read btw. i smashed this as i almost fell asleep in my couch.

You hadn’t seen sunghoon in a while, a while being two days ago. He made it clear to you he was busy on schedules and you respected that but you considered his living conditions as you know he could be messy when he is so busy. So as the good girlfriend you are, you decided to clean his room for him.

You arrived at his dorm and knocked and you didn’t expect an answer so you went to enter the pin on the pin pad and the door swung open, “oh! y/n? sunghoon isn’t home” you were faced with a dressed up jungwon he had a bag on his shoulder seeming to be ready to go out, “hi, oh yeah i know, i just came to clean for him since his room is probably messy” you said rocking on your heels before adding “is it okay if i come in..? or is it not a good time?” you ask him as he shakes his hands in a waving movement “yes yes come in. you’ll be fine on your own right? i’m heading out no one else is home” he said swapping places with you.

you nodded and said your byes to jungwon as he left walking down the hallway.

it was finally time to clean his room and when you walked in it was just as expected. you started to move out his used cups and plates into the kitchen and swept up his floor, his bed had a lot of stuff crowding it so you bent down to clear it out

your hand reaches under his bed pulling out socks, a random ball, more socks and something that feels…Lacey? your hand retracts holding the material “what the…” you say peering down at the baby pink lace panties you lost one night after seeing sunghoon.

unbeknownst to you, someone had came home. sunghoon dropped his keys on the table sighing and kicking his shoes off, today was particularly stressful to him just the frustration of not being able to get things right at work. he made his way to his bedroom as he heard movement he immediately became on guard, he peered into his room and saw you on your knees next to his bed, looking at something he noticed that you didn’t feel his presence so he decided to surprise you, he tiptoed in and leaned over you and spoke “snooping, are we?” he said placing a hand on your cheek from above.

hearing sunghoons voice over you made you jump. you didn’t expect him home as yet “n-not snooping” you mumble standing up and turning to him, he looked visibly tired and annoyed? but not at you. “you stole these?” you say holding the piece of clothing up to him and all he did was chuckle and flash his canine teeth, “i did, gorgeous. but it’s not nice to snoop in peoples room is it?” he asks stepping closer to you as you take a step back but he grabs your hip stopping you from stepping back, you don’t respond to his question but you stare at him, not sure what to say “what? cat got your tongue?” he says smiling as he brushes your bottom lip with his thumb.

“i wasn’t snooping, i was cleaning up for you see?” you say pointing to his now clean room, he looks around and notices your cleaning “hm, what a good girlfriend you are huh? good girlfriends deserve a reward don’t they?” he mumbled as he leaned in to kiss you.

the reward thing was made up, he really just wanted to fuck you because he was so upset about work, but you were so naive you didn’t even bat an eye, you were convinced he was doing this because he was thankful.

sunghoon laid you on the bed as he hovered over you one hand unbuttoning his shirt as the other groped your breasts through your tiny top. “shit take this off” he said pushing your shirt up kind of harshly, but you abided and pulled it over your head leaving your lacy bra on display he admired it, using both hands to knead them he unpinned the bra and slid it off, flinging it somewhere in the room he leaned down and gave your right nipple attention with his mouth, flicking his tongue against the bud, nipping at it making you yelp “ow sunghoon” you say gripping his hair he can only mumble a ‘sorry princess’ against your chest.

sunghoon impatiently pulled your pants down along with his, “turn around for me pretty girl” he said, lightly pushing you so you knew where to turn, you nodded and turned onto your stomach, sunghoon wrapped his muscular arm around your midriff and pulled you up, so you were on your knees spread for him, “look at this pussy..” he said as he tapped your wet cunt with his hand, making you instinctively pushing your legs closed but he shoved them right apart.

“such a wet cunt… pretty pussy on a very pretty girl” he said chuckling as he spit on your cunt, making you grow even wetter, his hot spit slid down your cunt brushing your clit and dripped onto the bed in a string almost, “please hoon..” you say arching your back more aching for any form of pleasure, “such a cock hungry slut aren’t you? since you want it so bad why don’t you beg for it?” he says pulling you up by your hair.

yes, it was degrading to beg, but god his cock was so good you didn’t think twice before speaking, “please.. want your cock so bad… want to milk your cock” you say feeling his erection flush on your back, twitching with every word that exited your mouth,

“gotta work harder than that princess” you whined at his words, sunghoon understood your strain he too, felt frustrated and only wanted to cum, but seeing you beg and work for it was his favorite thing, how could he pass up on it? “hoon please, wanna feel you stretch my cunt out, want you to cum on my pussy and make a mess” you say whining, pushing back to give his erection friction.

sunghoon was sold, “you know your way around words don’t you?” he said letting go of your hair and you land on the bed he pushes your arch down so more of your cunt is exposed, he gathers up some of your wetness onto the head of his cock and prods your begging hole.

his tip giving you a good enough stretch “oh my god” you say in a moan, clenching and unclenching on him as he entered, making him hiss from the squeeze “pussy sucking me in so good” he says as he pushes in the final length, and he starts to thrust, his thrusts build up to a fast and hard pace not exactly giving you time to recover but you weren’t complaining

sunghoon easily flipped you onto your back “had to see this pretty face” he said as he inserted his cock back in “s-shit” you said biting your thumb as he thrusted into you, your tits moving at the same pace of his thrusts sunghoon could have came at the sight below him.

sunghoon snaked his hands and pinned yours above your head he leaned down to kiss you, aggressively shoving his tongue in your mouth saliva spilling down both of your chins as you try to match his pace but getting shocked every time his head hits a certain part in your cunt, “hoon… gonna cum, gonna cum” you say chanting as you feel the knot in your stomach becoming tighter “gonna cum pretty? hold it for me?” he said peering down at you, faking sympathy, he just wanted to make you hold your cum “no.. can’t hold it” you say writhing against his hands that held yours firm above your head “hold it” he said sternly he let go of your hands, your hands immediately wrapped around his neck and pulled him as close as possible bucking your hips up into his oncoming thrusts clenching around him “please hoon… i need to cum please..” you say begging into his ear making him even harder if possible.

“fuck, cum” he says as he kisses your neck and you waste no time, you cum around his cock and clench like crazy bringing him to his own edge, he swiftly pulls out and shoots his hot cum onto your soaked cunt, he jolts at very spurt, collapsing onto you “was i too rough? i’m sorry” he says kissing your chest, you were breathing heavily but you shook your head “no i liked it” you mumbled as he smiled against your skin.

he sat up and looked at your puffy cunt, painted in his cum, “can i take a pic? it looks so good” you nodded shyly as he pulled his phone out of his pants pocket that laid on the floor, he snapped pictures and filmed a video of him running his fingers through your wetness, mixing it with his cum and shoving it in, making you whine, “all done, let’s get you cleaned up” he says patting your thigh as he leaves to get a wet cloth.

once he returns he wipes his cum off of you, “hey did you steal my panties? i don’t remember leaving them here?” you say sitting up looking at him, he shakes his head no, “no i didn’t! why would you put those allegations on your boyfriend?” he scoffs as he swiftly shoves your blue panties you just took off under his bed with his foot “panty stealer!” you say shoving his arm as he laughs.

[ssweetleaf]

just like heaven.

| part ii |

pairing— best friend’s brother!steve harrington x fem!reader

♡ summary— steve overhears about your disappointing sex life, but soon starts to imagine how good he could make you feel if only you were with him. (based off this ask)

♡ includes— SMUT 18+, male masturbation, kind of perv!steve, praise, breeding kink, basically stevie fucks his fist thinking about you and gets caught in the act, no specific pronouns used, and no use of y/n, i know some people don’t like that, (i gave steve’s sister a name to make the whole thing a bit easier!)

let me know if you’d like a part two! <3

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Steve was insatiable; hard as a fucking rock ever since he heard you, on your best friend’s bed, fingers flipping through a cosmo mag and smacking on your cherry gum, completely unaware that King Steve himself was eavesdropping on your rather private conversation.

He didn’t mean to listen in, honest, he was just on his way to the bathroom that just so happened to be next to his sister’s room, the door cracked open ever so slightly, just enough so he could see you on your stomach, ankles crossed and swinging behind you.

“It’s just so disappointing, yknow?” You huffed, eyes narrowing when it caught sight of a certain article on page seventeen about spicing things up in the bedroom. “It’s basically non-existent!”

Tiffany sighed, and his brows started to furrow, trying to get a clue on what they were talking about— slowly creeping closer to their door.

“Babe, it can’t be that bad. What happened to that guy that took you out?” She hummed, trying to think of his name, yet seeming to fall short, the boy completely blanked from her mind.

You groaned, pressing your cheek against your folded arms— and if he craned his neck just a little, he’d be able to see the way your puffy folds sucked up the material of your sleep shorts, riding higher and higher up your thighs each time you kicked your legs.

Oh fuck, he was totally perving…

“Don’t even bother— he was so- so-” you grumbled, huffing at the thought of him before finding the right term to describe that son of a bitch. “Self-absorbed.”

Steve arched a brow, wetting his lips with the tip of his tongue, the sight before him, all cutesy and whiny, it was enough to have his cock rutting up.

“Come on, babe. Spill the beans, I wanna know what happened.”

You sighed, fighting the urge to hide your face in your hands, before flipping the magazine shut.

“He was just selfish, Tiff- he wanted me to do all the work, didn’t even get me ready just kissed me a little.” You scoffed, recounting the memories and his stupid smirk, “and worst of all, he’s a head pusher- way too forceful, shoved it right down my throat without any warning!”

“Oh my god,” Tiff rolled her eyes, nostrils flaring and she didn’t even know the guy. “What a dick!”

“I know,” you spoke, picking at the remnants of your chipped nail polish, “this is why my sex life is so disappointing.”

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Steve gnawed at his cheek, traipsing back into his bedroom and kicking the door shut, not even bothering to use the bathroom after— not that he really needed to anyway…

Laying back on his bed, the cool sheets squished beneath him, he thought about you— your pretty thighs and the way they squeezed together mindlessly, the soft fat of your hips from underneath your shorts and the curve of your tits that begged to pop out from your too-small tank top.

You were a total babe, so fucking pretty, and so sweet too, he couldn’t wrap his head around how someone like you had a sex life that was so boring.

I could change that, he thought, fuck, his cock throbbed at the thought. He could take care of you, make you feel better than any of those losers you had been with, sating you on his big cock until you were all dumb and tuckered out.

The thoughts he had were swirling around his brain in a constant tizzy, so much so, he hadn’t even realised he had slipped a hand under his briefs, only realising once it started to leak in his palm, pre-cum staining the material and sticking to his skin.

You were on his mind, your tits, your ass, your pretty thighs- it had him hard as a rock, starting to buck into his own hand, teeth clutching at his lips to stifle his groans— after all, the walls were thin, and there was only one that separated Steve’s room from his sister’s.

He wanted to tease himself, pretend it was you that was teasing him with your pretty fingers— trailing his fingertips along his shaft, running up along the thick vein underneath it before swiping a thumb over his mushroomed tip, all swollen and sensitive, leaking even more now he had his hands on himself.

He sucked that same thumb into his mouth, the salty tang of his arousal on his tongue and the sudden image of his face between your thighs, licking up at your slick pussy and suckling at your peaked clit had his hips bucking.

“Fuck—” he gasped, breath hitching in his throat, sweat already ebbing at his hairline and beginning to slip, cheeks all rosey and flushed, all from the thought of you, you, you.

“Drive me fuckin’ crazy, honey-” he was muttering to himself, squeezing his eyes closed and rolling his balls in his palm, playing with him just how he imagined you’d play with them. “wish you were all mine.”

Steve’s fist was tight around his cock, fingers squeezing and pumping it. Up and down, up and down— groaning out into the stuffy air when he thought about your hands stroking at him, fingers barely managing to reach round.

He was leaking, tip bubblegum pink and glistening with pearly beads of pre-cum, dribbling down his shaft and oozing between his fingers, lubing up his cock so nicely— fuck, he thought about your mouth, suckling on him, getting him nice and wet, drooling all over his balls, making a real mess— oh fuckfuckfuck.

“Jus’ wanna fuck you,” he muttered into the air, wishing you could hear him, watch him, “could treat you so well- would spoil you so good.”

He was whining, high and breathy into the stuffy bedroom air, the slick sounds with each jerk were so loud, but he was so pussy-drunk, dumb from the constant swirly thoughts of you, big love hearts pumping in his eyes, he couldn’t find it in him to really care about how loud he was starting to get.

He started to slow down, he had to, already so close to coming, he took his fist away and swirled his fingertips along his cock-head, watching the way his muscles clenched with hooded and hazy eyes.

Steve thought about you on his bed, underneath him, letting him fuck you into the mattress, muttering pretty praises into your sweet skin— licking and sucking at your neck all the while his fat cock punched into your gummy walls and nudged at that special spot so deep inside.

“Bet you’d be such a good girl.” he sighed, starting to stroke himself once again, but much slower than before. “jus’ wanna- fuck— wanna fill you up with my cum, get you all messy and- shit— give you my fuckin’ babies.”

Oh fuck, picturing you all pregnant, tummy all swollen, letting him fuck you from behind while you both lay on your sides, oh god, he was in too deep, but he couldn’t help it. You’d look so fucking pretty all pregnant with his babies— all full of his cum.

His hips stuttered, thighs tensed and his cock twitched, he was so close, so, so close, bottom lip clutched between his teeth, fist squeezing down and shaking from the stimulation.

“G-gonna cum, oh Christ, gonna fucking’ cum!”

He chased his high, jaw slack and mouth agape while long, hot ropes of his sticky cum painted his stomach and thighs, crying out a mixture of your name and a few curses and he swore he hadn’t came as hard before as he did then.

And it all would’ve been fine— he would’ve settled and cleaned up and just went to bed with a little secret in the back of his mind, though the sight of you stood there when his eyes fluttered open— eyes all glassy and lips in a pout, thighs clenching and a cute little wet spot saturating your shorts… oh no.

“I-I can explain!”

⋆˙⟡♡ inbox me eddie and steve stuff ! ♡⟡˙ ⋆

[seattlesellie]

You x loser!ellie go to the beach and ellie is already freaking out because you’re in a bikini but then you get hit by a really strong wave and your bikini top flies off 🤭

that is soooooo ᰔ ᰔ ᰔ

🌊🌊🌊🌊

like you and ellie go to swimming together in the deep ocean water away from all of your friends. and she has this little … salt water stache sparkling under the sun right above her top lip !! she licks it as you move deeper and deeper into the water, the sand massaging your feet slightly and the sea algae scaring you to death !! every time you squeal she cant help but laugh at you … maybe thats a little mean, but shes so so nice when she holds your hand as she guides you through the rocks <3

and imagine how cute shed look squinting because the sun is too bright !! tiny little droplets of sweat all over her forehead … maybe shes also a little sunburnt on her cheeks ,,, because she definitely refuses to wear sunscreen… and so as the shore seems further and further away, the parasols looking like little colorful globs the more far you stray, you offer her to jump the waves with you … and she obviously happily obliges !!

you have a casual convo about sea turtles and sea animals (ellie either is obsessed with sharks or she has a really intense obsession over some weird unknown fish. imagine like,, leafy sea dragon… and she has about 90 interesting facts to tell you about it too) and so— you’re jumping up and down, she obviously tried to drown you two times but we will ignore that !! and suddenly you get hit by an intense, large wave that makes you go completely blind… and the salt obviously gets inside your eyes and you cant see shit, you’re both coughing trying to balance on each other and then — shes the one who realizes.

you’re completely topless. she realizes because now, the strings of your bikini aren’t visible to her anymore over the water… and she’s just floating there (still rubbing her eyes) her face is all red wearing this panicked expression… so she goes like “y— your top” and you’re still kind of dazed…. so you ask her very loudly “what??” (because maybe some water got in your ears) so she stutters “your bikini… flew off” and you start running your hands all over your chest because how the fuck are you supposed to find it ?? and ellie cant even MOVE let alone maintain her feet kicking to keep her afloat. she can’t see them very clearly but as soon as the sea goes tranquil and the waves stop hitting ,,, she sees your the top of your nipple just above the water … and she feels like she might stop breathing. maybe shell drown, maybe shell get a heat stroke!

she lets out a long shaky breath and tells you “i can help you… look for it” and when you tell her she’ll never find it shes like “no— no its fine i’ll look under water dont… fuck— dont worry about it” so she takes a dip inside… and her heart is beating so so fast. you drop your hands from your chest because the last thing thats on your mind is the possibility of her seeing, or trying to look at them underwater… but god, you barely know her do you? because when shes deep in there, and sees you drop your hands to meet your waist— it’s like she needs to ask joel to give her swimming lessons again.

she suddenly forgets why she’s even under there … what… bikini? what even happened? the only thing thats on her hazy mind, is the two beautiful mounds and the hard nipples poking through, her vision is a little blurry, yeah, but she’s still seeing them, and that’s enough for her to start choking under water again, and feel her pussy twitch inside her blue palm trees printed shorts … she almost wants to just … pretend to be a sea algae. maybe you won’t notice its her hands caressing your tits, maybe she could get away with it. thankfully, she’s not… that much of a perv, so she just stays there for a second, feet kicking inside the water, and it’s only when she cannot breathe anymore, that ellie breaks her own trance and goes up for some air.

“didn’t find it.”

“want me to look for it again?”

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[buckysgrace]

Little Sister

Perv!Billy x Kim (this is outside of the Cruel Summer series, for funsies haha)

Warnings: Nonconsensual touching, dubcon, light somnophilia, stepcest

Billy has a thing for his stepsister's panties.

It started small. 

He’d sneak into her room when he knew she was gone, even if it was for fleeting moments. The risk of getting caught always added an extra edge to him. He’d sprawl out on Kim’s pretty bed and slowly push his pants down but by then he was already rock hard, the thought of having her walk in on him made his cock throb in anticipation. He had decided on a pair of white panties today as he wiped the part where her cunt would rest against his dripping tip. 

He couldn’t help as he groaned, picturing that it was her dainty fingers instead of his own. He cupped her panties along his thick cock before he lazily began to stroke himself to the thought of her. His mind always wandered to different dirty thoughts about her. He always pictured her sitting between his knees, a gleeful look on her face as she bashfully moved her hand up and down the length of his cock. He liked thinking that she would be shocked at how big he was, that she would be grinding herself down against the mattress at the thought of his cock stretching her walls.

He huffed as he thrusted his hips up harder into his fist as he pictured her pouty lips stretching around his tip. He was throbbing against his hand as the image of fucking into her mouth became clearer to him. He thought of how good she would feel around his cock. 

He came far too quickly, far too loudly as his hips stuttered up into his hand. He groaned, whining softly as he emptied himself into her panties. He breathed out roughly as his heart raced deep inside of his chest.

He tilted his head to the side, breathing in the scent of her against her pillow case. He licked his lips, trying to picture what she did in here all alone. He savored the image of her touching herself, thinking about how pretty she’d look with her legs spread wide and her fingers knuckle deep inside of her tight cunt. 

He quickly fixed himself in his pants as he moved towards the edge of her bed, wishing that he could explore the depths of her mattress with her. He licked his teeth, biting back his own smirk as he slid the cum soaked panties into her drawer. His eyes lingered against the other clothing, wondering how many times she’d worn his mess against her skin and not even realized.

She made it difficult for him. He felt like he was always on edge, unable to fully relax when she was around. The worst part was that she never realized what she was doing to him. He breathed out, thinking of the tiny dresses and skirts that she’d parade around in. 

Dinner was brutal that night as she lounged against him. He still didn’t understand how she managed to be so close yet so far away at the same time. She always looked up at him with a bright gleam in her eye, like he was the biggest star she had ever seen. He wondered if she was just being nice or perhaps there was something else hidden far away. 

Her bare thigh touched his skin again as she shifted herself in the chair. He glanced down between the two of them, noticing how small her flesh was compared to him. He found himself shifting in his chair this time as the image of her with her face forced onto the floor and her ass high in the air popped into his mind. He could feel his dick stirring in his pants, begging to be touched. He looked towards her, wondering if she could read the lust in his eyes by the way she shied away from his gaze. He loved how bashful she got. He wondered if she’d be able to hold eye contact with him if his cock was inside of her. 

He found himself growing more risky one night when he found himself sneaking into her room. He was sure he was insane, that he was losing his mind as he loomed at the edge of her bed. He kept waiting for her to wake up and scream at him, to kick him out. She never awoke, didn’t even flinch as he lifted the edge of her covers up. He nearly choked as he took in the panties he had jerked off into earlier peeking out from her nightgown. 

He shifted the blankets up a little higher as she rested on her side. He breathed out roughly as he inched his hand across the mattress. It felt like miles until he reached her sleeping form. He was careful as he pulled her panties up a bit, just enough to stretch the material out before he moved his other hand towards her clothed cunt. He licked his lips as his fingertips brushed against her puffy pussy. He breathed in at how warm she felt against his fingers as he slowly pressed down harder.

His ears rang and his cock hardened as her moan filled the room. It was loud enough to freeze his movements as he was sure that he had been caught. He yanked his hand away quickly, his veins turning towards ice as he waited for her to start screaming. She reached around blinked, her back still facing him until she found the blankets and adjusted them. She sighed softly as he breathed in slowly, realizing that she had already drifted off to sleep. 

He left soon after, too afraid that she would end up catching him if he stayed any longer. He jerked himself off hard and fast in his room next door, wishing that he could hear her pretty moans dancing from her lips. 

He came in the next night too, cautiously resting against her on the mattress. She was facing him this time, resting on the opposite side from last night. It was risky, he knew that, but he couldn’t help himself. It was like his body was reacting on its own. 

He slowly moved his hand towards her, picking it up gently and resting it against his own. His heart hammered roughly as he admired the size difference. He paused as he slid her fingers against hers until he was holding her hand. He savored the feeling of hers against his for a second before he drew their clamped hands up towards his chest.

He moved his hand around her wrist as he slowly moved her fingers down his chest. He breathed out as he withdrew her hand for a short second to pull himself out of his shorts. His cock was hard and dripping already as he took a hold of her hand again. He held onto the base of his cock with his free hand before he engulfed Kim’s dainty fingers around his thick cock. He liked how big he looked in comparison to her. 

He bit his lip harshly, trying to keep from moaning too loudly. He wrapped his fingers around her own and squeezed them around his throbbing cock. He closed his eyes in bliss, thinking that she felt much better than he could ever imagine. His lips parted in awe as he slowly moved her hand up and down the length of his cock, knowing that he couldn’t be too rough with his movements in case she woke up. 

His hips were moving up just as urgently, wishing that she was awake to squeeze his cock herself. His head hit her pillows as he slowly moved her hand along his cock, careful not to thrust against her hand too roughly. 

He shuffled his body closer to her, glancing towards her sleeping features. HIs lips parted in bliss as he groaned softly against her lips. He wished he could kiss her, savor the taste of her against his tongue. 

He was pulsing against her hand, his cock aching so harshly that he thought he may cry from the pleasure. He had a great urge to tighten her hand and move her hand harder along his cock, but wanted to savor the feeling of her soft skin all at the same time. 

He felt his eyebrows knitting together in concentration as his hips began to jerk up a little rougher, his balls aching for the need to be touched. He thought about how pretty she’d look with them in her mouth. He wondered if she’d still look at him in such a dreamy state.

He bit down on his free hand as he came. Thick, white ropes of cum decorated his abdomen and her hand as his cock eventually stilled. He panted softly, his chest moving up and down rapidly as she continued to slumber next to him. 

He removed her hand gently before he scooped up his globs of spunk as he turned towards her again. He felt slightly nervous as he moved some of it up to her lips, letting it smear there. He froze as her eyebrows knitted together, her lips pursing before she turned on her other side. 

He wanted to touch her, to spread her hole and kiss and lick at her. He decided against it, wanting to pace himself for what was to come. She was too sweet, too good to use all at once. He wanted to savor her. 

He came back the next night, and the night after. He kept coming back until it was engraved in his brain and became more of a habit than anything else. It felt wrong to not go in there, to not put her pretty hand around his cock and get himself off. 

He was there again, but this time he needed more. He needed to see her, to feel her just a little bit more. He was becoming more reckless, sure that she wouldn’t ever wake up from anything that he did. 

He slowly pulled the comforter off of her body, breathing out slowly as his heart pumped roughly inside of his chest. He watched for her smallest movements, making sure that she wouldn’t awaken from his touch. He sighed silently in relief when she didn’t budge. Her face was still turned against her pillow, squishing her cheek against the pillow as she continued her deep breaths.

He licked his bottom lip as his eyes raked over the goosebumps that hard formed on her pale skin. He breathed in the image of her in the moonlight as he cautiously brought his hands down against her milky thighs. He strangled back a groan as he felt her against his hands, realizing she felt better than he had imagined. 

His fingertips slowly brushed against the hem of her nightgown as he gently lifted it over her thighs. He struggled for a second to get it over her backside but after a quick fight he was able to easily slide it up over her waist. He grinned at the pink panties that kept her pussy hidden away from him. He exhaled deeply as he breathed in her pale skin and the light pink freckles that were decorated across her tummy. He dipped his head down, breathing in her sweet scent before he pressed his lips just below her belly button. He froze, his bottom lip dragging along her skin as he glanced up towards her. She inhaled deeply between her lips before she furrowed her cheek deeper into the pillow. 

He waited for a second before he continued to press his lips around her belly button. He liked how smooth and soft her skin was underneath his touch. He licked around her belly button, his hips gripping her sides as her chest shifted above him. He exhaled against her skin, blowing on it softly as more goosebumps arose on her skin. He sat up again, feeling a dire need to look at her tits. He shuffled her nightgown up higher, just high enough to expose her chest to him.

He groaned this time as his eyes wandered over her hard pink nipples and smooth skin. Her boobs were smaller yet perky as his hands wandered up further. It was harder to see at night, but he was sure it was the one area that wasn’t completely covered with freckles. He drew his hand up to lightly cup her chin before he pressed his fingertips across her lips. They were so pretty. She was so pretty. 

He looked back between her legs, admiring the print on her panties as he pried her legs a little further apart. He leaned forward, just enough that he could inhale the scent of her. He groaned, not quite thinking as he brought his tongue out across her clothed cunt.

Her moan was loud and pretty, like music to his ears as his eyes snapped up towards her. He panicked for a moment, fearing that he had awoken her. He paused, ensuring that she was still sleeping before he brought his fingertips up towards the hem of her panties.

He spread them, pulling them far enough that he could see her pretty pink pussy. He felt his mouth watering at the image, his cock hardening in his briefs as he looked at the pretty red hair that decorated her skin. He almost wondered if she shaved from how thin it was, but then decided that she probably didn’t know that was a thing. 

He closed his eyes as he dragged his tongue out across her folds, licking away her sweet slick. He felt like he was losing his mind, like this was some sort of dream as he continued to drag his tongue across her folds and against her swollen clit. 

He began to grind his hips down into the mattress, listening to the soft sounds that left her lips as his tongue brushed across her fluttering hole. He licked inside, curling it as he felt her squeezing around her. He bet she’d look so pretty full of his cock. He wanted to see what she looked like stretched around him. 

He continued to drag his tongue across her puffy cunt. He sighed deeply as he let his fingertips drag across her pale skin. He wished she was awake to squeeze her thighs around his head and grasp at his hair. 

He licked at her until her hips stalled and a loud whine left her mouth. He looked up at her, reassuring himself that she was still sleeping as he licked the taste of her away. He savored her slick as he settled himself on his knees. He jerked himself off this time as he observed her body, too turned on to try and use her hand this time. 

It didn’t take long for him to cum. He was far too worked up and turned on to try and use her hand. He came hard and fast, struggling to stifle his own sounds of pleasure as he painted her cunt and tummy white. He smeared it in after, ensuring that he had been there before he fixed her nightgown and covered her back up.

He paused as he looked down at her, admiring her soft features and dainty nose. He hesitated before he leaned down and kissed the top of her forehead, breathing in her sweet scent before he was fleeing her room. 

“That movie was scary,” Kim mumbled, taking him off guard as she appeared in the kitchen next to him the following night, “Can I lay with you for a while?” She looked hopeful as she twisted her features together. 

“You want to lay with me?” He felt his mouth run dry, his cheeks beginning to burn. He cleared his throat, unsure of why he was so nervous. He’d had plenty of girls in his bed before, Kim wasn’t anything different. It’s not like she would do anything with him anyways. 

“Max always locks her door at night,” Kim looked at him a little defeated, “I’m too afraid to sleep in my room on my own.” She pouted her lips out, fluttering her eyelashes up towards him. His heart wasn’t the only thing that began to stir. He wasn’t sure how anyone could deny her when she looked like that. 

“Just for a bit,” He grumbled as he shakily lifted the can of beer up to his lips, “Your mom will freak out if she knows.” He told her quickly, knowing that he’d be in even worse trouble if anyone else found out what he’d been doing. 

Kim kept a close distance to him, following behind him with fear laced in her eyes. He felt a little bad, not really meaning to snap at her earlier. He didn’t want to be rude, but he also didn’t want her to suspect that he felt anything. 

“Is this okay?” She turned her head, looking over at him innocently like her ass wasn’t pressed right up against his dick. He nodded his head stiffly, breathing in harshly to keep his cock from stirring in his pants. 

“Yeah,” He brushed her off, trying to think of anything else to keep himself from getting hard, “You’re fine.” He grumbled as he closed his eyes tightly. He wished that she’d fall asleep quickly, or at least get up to leave. 

Once he was sure she was asleep he couldn’t stop his hands from wandering. He gripped her soft waist before he moved further up, letting his large hands cup her perky tits. His lips dragged against her shoulder, stifling his own groan as he groped at her chest. He pressed his hips forward, his cock aching in his pajama pants as he slowly began to grind against her soft ass. 

He sighed loudly, unable to help himself as his fingertips dug into her hips. He rolled his hips forward harder, wishing he knew what her cunt felt like around his cock. A soft moan left her lips, but he was sure she was still asleep as he began to rub her clit with his hand.

“Billy,” Her voice startled him, making his movements freeze completely, “Don’t stop.” She breathed out harshly, turning to look at him. His lips fell slack as he began to find an excuse, to search for something to explain himself. 

She took him by surprise as she slowly began to grind ass back against his cock. She pressed her fingertips over his, pressing down harder as another moan left her lips. He watched her entranced, memorizing the way her features knitted together. He was sure he was dreaming. 

He groaned as he continued to grind against her, enjoying the soft moans that pulled from her lips. She was too eager to roll her body back against his, looking just as feral as he felt. He knew he couldn’t handle coming in his pants. Not this time.

He pulled his hand away, ignoring the defeated look she sent him before he was pulling himself onto his knees. He quickly stripped from his pajamas, his cock bobbing against his abdomen from how hard he was. She watched him with wonder as he straddled her chest, her eyes wide as she looked at him. She sat up on her elbows.

“Spit on it,” He said softly as he stroked himself in his hand. His cock was begging for more, urging to feel more of her around him, “Come on.” He urged as he pressed his messy tip against her pouty lips. She reached a hand up hesitantly before she took his place, lazily beginning to stroke his dick. 

“Spit on it?” She looked up at him, a look of chastity ringing in her hazel eyes. He nodded his head, feeling a little desperate to keep her hands moving along his thick length. He could feel himself throbbing in her hand, begging to feel more of her.

“Uh huh,” He nodded harshly, slowly jerking his hips up to meet her languid movements. He grunted softly, watching the way she puckered her lips out and slowly dropped a wad of saliva along his tip, “Good girl.” He breathed out, watching the way she messily moved her hand up and down the length of his cock.

Her cheeks burned, her eyes slightly widening from his compliment. She bit down on her bottom lip, her eyes filled with lust as he continued to move to the rhythm of her hand. He sighed lightly, grunting in awe as he throbbed in her hand.

“Does it feel good?” She asked hesitantly, like she really wasn’t sure what his answer would be. She obviously wasn’t very experienced, but none of that mattered to Billy. All that he cared about was that it was her. 

“Yeah,” He breathed out harshly, groaning as he thrusted his hips forward against her dainty hand. He knitted his eyebrows together, looking down at her pretty skin and the way her nipples poked out against her nightgown, “You’re so hot.” He groaned as he brought his large hand on top of hers. 

He squeezed his hand over her own, pumping furiously as his cock ached against her palm. He grunted, unable to help himself as his hips began to snap forward roughly. It felt too good to make himself stop. He was too afraid that she’d change her mind the closer he got. 

“Can I cum on your tits?” He spit out harshly, feeling like he was seconds away from blowing his load regardless of what her answer was. She nodded her head, still bearing a hazy look in her eyes as she looked up at him innocently, “Hold them together.” He begged, his tone cracking from how desperate he sounded. 

He cursed as he came, his hips stalling as thick globs of liquid coated over her pale white breasts, up her slender neck and next to her pouty lips. His grunts came out louder than usual, his eyebrows knitted tightly together as he took in her stunned expression. Her shoulders were moving softly, taking in slow breaths as she watched him innocently. 

“Was that-,” She darted her tongue out, looking like she was going to lick the corner of her mouth before she quickly stopped. He groaned, desperately wanting to see her swallow his cum, “Was that good?” He moved his hands up to cup at her flushed skin, admiring how warm her cheeks felt against his palms. 

“Very good,” He mumbled softly as he brought his fingertip up to the corner of her lips and pushed his spunk inside of her mouth. He groaned, watching the way she innocently tasted it, “You’re such a good girl, such a good little sister.”

[b-00-biez]

Hii! I was wondering if you could maybe write something along the lines of "slashers with an s/o who thinks they're not enough for them and starts distancing themselves" maybe not that long but something of the sort :) this is my first ever ask so I do apologise if I can't quite get my thought across. :)

Slasher with an S/o that distance themselves

Characters: Bo Sinclair, Patrick Bateman, Brahms heelshire, Thomas Hewitt, Ghostface

Bo Sinclair

You were staring at the mirror too long looking at your body

pinching your imperfections and flaws

This has been going on for some time now and bo doesnt really realize it

You locked yourself in the shared room, refused sex and even slightly avoided him when hes around

He was pissed

"Sweetheart come here we need to talk."

With a stern voice he sits you on his lap and embraces you

He asks you what's going on in your lil mind and why have you been avoiding him for the past weeks

You started to tear up and tremble as you tell him you're not good enough for him, that you always mess up and you're not like the girls in his magazines ( yeah i believe he has a stash of magazines hidden like a perv 😭)

He coos at you hugging you tighter as he rocks you on his lap

"Darling, you're all what this big pervert needs, now give me some sugar"

He kissed your cheek lovingly nothing like youd expect from this sly man

Patrick Bateman

This man has girls all over him , flirting with him cause he is absolutely handsome

Although he completely ignores them

You started to feel

insecure

All the girls were hot and corvy and youre you

Well thats what you thought, after a few months you started to distance yourself hoping that maybe he would find someone "better"

One night you wake up to your door ringing nonstop and when you check the peep hole you see your boyfriend standing there with 100 roses, neatly in a bouquet as he was dressed nicely

You opened your door slowly just putting your face out, he noticed you crying cause of your swollen eyelids.

He handed you the flowers and held you which felt like it lasted an hour

"Darling I know you aren't feeling well and I'd like to take you on a little date to show how much i truly love you. Will you accept it?"

He kissed your hand while grabbing gently at your waist

Brahms Heelshire

All he talked about was Greta and how she looked pretty unlike any other

And even after you were in a relationship with him you felt... ignored

You wanted to scream at him how youre here and that shes gone

but instead you neglected your duties as a nanny and locked yourself in your room for more than 3 days

Although you feel eyes watching you through the walls, you didnt care to budge

Until he kicked the door open.

He was tired of you neglecting him as he stared at you in anger

His eyes softened seeing you balled up in your bed sniffling and whimpering

First he thought you were sick as he checked whether you were hurt or not

But when you couldnt stop crying he left leaving you some space then he came back

with a little toy he cherished as a boy

"I'm sorry, I hope you feel better. Heres my toy maybe youll feel better holding it. It worked when i was sad" he said in his childish voice

He gently caressed your head as he repeatedly said in a warm voice "I love you"

Thomas Hewitt

Hoyt made you feel like a piece of shit

Every night and day he would remind you that you were easily replaceable and you're just like a little pet that even if you die. Thomas will find someone else

That was far from what you experienced with Thomas when he holds you gently in his arms something he wouldn't do with any other victim

But nevertheless Hoyt's bullying got the best of you

Even doing chores and even at dinner youd avoid thomas, as you said youd be eating somewhere else or you werent hungry

Hoyt was snickering and scoffing at your petty behavior as he exclaimed to Thomas that he should kill you for not being "family"

Before Thomas could break his brittle neck you stopped him with shaky hands on his shoulder

You marched back up to your shared bedroom and sulk

He would pick up on this newly found behavior as he confronts you when everyone else was asleep

Once you tell hime how you felt he caressed your cheeks looking at you with sad eyes then cuddles you in bed trying his best to comfort you.

Ghostface

He was getting way too close to a girl

Although in his part he was just befriending her to kill her sooner

But thats before you knew your boyfriend's little hobby of his

You would ignore him at school, lunch even ghosting him in text and when he would go to your house you would just lock the door and tell your parents that you werent in the mood to talk to him

One afternoon when your parents were away you were watching the news

The girl he was with was killed that night

Afraid of who might it be thinking it must be someone at your school

You hear the doorbell rang

Seeing a guy in a mask you felt shivers down your spine as you answered the door you heard a familiar voice

"Hey baby, I felt you were a bit jealous so i killed her sooner. So don't be mad at me hm? My eyes and attention are only for you babe."

As he slowly gave you the dead girl's hand and slipped her ring onto yours

[icycoldninja]

Can you please write Dmc men and "anime accident trope" where y/n and dmc character are secretly crushing on each other then they have an accident for example like in anime where the guy trips on a shoelace and faceplants on the girls chest or like how the girl falls down the stairs into the guy and accidentally lands sitting on his face?

Yeah, lol. Enjoy.

Sparda boys + V x Reader anime accident headcannons

¤ Dante ¤

-Dante has had his eye on you for some time now, hoping you felt the same.

-When you slipped on the stairs one day, he felt his instincts kick in and he rushed to help you.

-For some reason, you tried turning around halfway through your fall and ended up crashing into him.

-Dante remembers seeing your backside for a fleeting second before his world went dark--not because of a brain injury, but because you'd landed on his face.

-While the bones in his face were in agony from being crushed by the full weight of an adult woman, Dante's mind was loving this.

-Don't forget he's still a perv at heart, regardless of how old he gets. He loves this, and doesn't make a move to get you off him.

■ Vergil ■

-Vergil isn't quite sure why he likes you, only that he does. It goes against everything he stands for, yet he just can't seem to stop thinking about you.

-While walking about in his lovey-dovey daze, he happens to slip on something he wasn't aware of, and finds himself hurtling towards the floor.

-He intended to upright himself immediately, but a large figure got in the way. His weight was too much for the poor mortal, and the two toppled over.

-The next thing he knew, Vergil's head and shoulders rested on a soft chest. Your chest. Oh shit.

-He immediately returned to his usual, stiff posture, and offered a hand to help you up while muttering apologies.

-After that, he hurried away, red-faced and silently scolding himself for being such an idiot.

□ Nero □

-Nero remembered running up to greet you, not expecting to end up tripping over something, possibly a rock, only to find himself sailing towards you.

-You should have backed up or grabbed him by the shoulders or something, but instead, you hurried forwards.

-This resulted in his head colliding with your chest, the force of this sending you hurtling towards the ground. As you lay there, the wind knocked out of you, you took a minute to appreciate the moment.

-Your crush was now lying on your chest and...you kinda liked it. Hopefully this could be something you did together in the future.

-Nero was beyond embarrassed, worried that this would ruin his chances of ever getting you to like him, and leaped to his feet a moment or so later, apologizing profusely.

● V ●

-V saw you flailing about on the stairs, and like the gentleman he is, rushed over to save you.

-When he caught you, his fragile spine gave out and he fell over, taking you with him.

-Somehow, you ended up landing on his face, the both of you dazed and confused for a moment.

-You quickly leaped up, apologized profusely, and hurried off with an extremely red face, wondering just how the hell that happened and how that would make V feel.

-V was confused as well, but since he doesn't understand the implications of having a lady sit on his face, he shrugs it off as a silly little accident.

-When he tells Dante and Nero of the strange experience he had where "Y/N sat on my face", both of them choked on their pizza.

[sukunasbow]

reunion, glenn rhee.

summary: in which you get separated from your boyfriend and the rest of the group after the prison’s destroyed!

warnings: typical twd violence but mentions/implied threats of sa and violence so please be cautious my loves! also not yet proof read!

notes: i said this in the warnings but please don’t read this if you think these topics could trigger you. there’s no descriptions of these topics but these things are implied by the group of men daryl briefly joins on his way to trminus. this was requested by anon so i hope it finds you and hope you like it!

You’re currently walking down a path of old and rusty train tracks, having no clue where exactly you are, just that the prison isn’t safe anymore. The governor made his return, destroying the prison and leaving the group with no choice but to flee, resulting in everyone getting separated. You, unfortunately, are alone. No one else went the way you went and now you’ve lost Glenn. He’s your only motivation to keep going, hoping you’ll eventually cross paths with him. However, for all you know, he could be dead, the governor or walkers getting at him. You don’t want to think about that possibility though.

It’s late, the stars being the only form of light, your feet now dragging along the tracks, kicking rocks as you step forward. “Please end my suffering.” You whisper to no one but yourself, rolling your eyes and stopping suddenly when you notice an abandoned factory of some sort next to the train tracks. You think for a moment, realizing it’s best to take a break before you push yourself too hard. Letting out a sigh and wiping some sweat off your forehead, you walk off of the tracks, stepping onto the grass and heading towards the old building that’s surrounded by other, more rundown, ones.

Your first instinct when you reach the building is to knock on the door and some of the windows surrounding it, checking for walkers.

Nothing. Sounds clear.

You knock again, just to be sure.

Again, nothing.

You slowly turn the door handle, expecting to be greeted with an empty place. “Hiya.” A tall man with grey hair, accompanied by a grey beard, is standing right in the doorway, a sinister smile on his face. You quickly move your gun in front of him. “I wouldn’t do that.” Another, skinnier man, appears beside him with that same smile. Then, you notice someone behind them. Daryl. “Daryl?” You gasp, lowering your gun. “Ya know this girl?” The grey haired man turns around for a second. “(Y/N!)” Daryl gasps, ready to push through the men and hug you. “Mm, stop.” The man presses a hand onto to Daryl’s chest, stopping him, while the other young man roughly grabs your arm.

“What the fuck? Get off of me!” You huff, trying to get out of the man’s rough grip. “Cant do that, missy.” His tone is condescending, making it even more terrifying as two more guys join the group. One of them is balding, and if it’s possible, even creepier looking than the other’s. The other one looks greasy, his long and thin hair reaching past his shoulders, his clothes torn and ripped. Then, you notice Daryl again. He’s being held back by two of the other guys, a pissed off look on his face as he struggles to get free and help you, his crossbow no where in sight. “Fuck off!” You spit in the younger man’s face, the grey haired man laughing at you. “Feisty, huh?” He pushes the guy off you and now he’s holding onto you, touching your hair, “Do you know what we’re going to do to you? You see, a certain someone came by and killed one of my men, which I don’t take lightly, so, we need some payback.” He sighs.

“Payback? I didn’t touch your man, I’ve been alone this entire time, Daryl and I were separated!” You scoff. If it wasn’t for the fact that you’re in certain danger, you would laugh at this group’s stupidity. “That don’t matter now, pretty girl.” The balding man chuckles, baring his gross teeth. “Go to hell, perv.” You mumble. Daryl glares at you, wishing you’d stop making it worse for yourself. “Well, since you wanna do this the hard way, I’ll show ya the hard way-” Just as the older man gets even closer to you, you quickly push him off, grabbing the pocket knife you have in your boot, the only weapon the group didn’t confiscate or notice. Obviously, this plan is stupid, but it’s your only shot. Before any of the guys can grab you, you slice the arm of the one who was previously holding you, quickly running away and exiting the building, letting your feet take you as fast as possible as the group follows you.

“Oh, you’ve done it now girl.” One of them yells, calling after you. You enter another building, having no time to check for walkers, as one walks right towards you. You take a second to push it back, hoping it slows down the group. Thankfully it does, the walker surprising the group as they enter the next building, biting into of their necks. You leave through the back door, having no time to get Daryl, and running back to the train tracks, not stopping until you’re out of their sight and at Terminus.

“Hey! Let me out!” You bang on the shipping container the people of Terminus put you in, trying to hold back your frustrated sobs. So much for a save haven.

You turn around and slide down the cold metal walls, running your hands through your hair, anger boiling inside of you. Everyone’s gone and now you’re trapped in a container.

“(Y/N)?” You immediately recognize that accent as Rick’s. “Rick?” You gasp, happy to at least see a familiar face as he walks out of the shadows. However, your smile grows even wider when you see Glenn and the others walk out with him. “Glenn! Oh my god, I thought I’d never see you again!” You yell, running towards him and pulling him into a hug. He’s barely able to register it’s you as he wraps his arms around you, smiling resting his head on your shoulder. “I love you.” He pulls away from the hug. “I love you too.” You whisper. The rest of the group watches the sweet moment, before bringing themselves back to the grim reality of the situation. “(Y/N), I’m sorry, I swear I didn’t know those guys were fucked up.” A voice suddenly catches your attention, causing you to turn around and see Daryl, “It’s fine, I know.” You sigh, taking a second to hug him as well, the man trying to hold back his own tears. “You know I’m happy to see you, (Y/N), but we gotta figure this out.” Rick breaks the moment, causing you to put your serious face on again, “I know.” You reply.