#lloyd hansen x birdy

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Rendezvous

Epilogue for Sweet Treats AU: by character | chronological | epilogues

Warnings: these drabbles will include dark elements such as noncon, control, intimidation, and other stuff that may not be specified. Take this as you chance to scroll by.

Note: yall wanted this man.

Please let me know what you think <3

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“I’m gonna get in so much trouble,” you squeal as you dip into the backseat, the door shutting heavily against your leg.

“Screw em, baby cakes,” Lloyd sneers as he pulls you towards him, “why do they care so much?”

You don’t have a chance to answer him as his lips meet yours. You giggle as his mustache tickles and you grasp the collar of his striped yellow shirt. His hand slips around your neck and locks you against him. The butterflies fluttering in your stomach take you back to the first time he kissed you. Right behind the cafe.

He unzips your jacket and slides it down your arms. He lets it fall to the floor as his hand snakes around the back of your head once more.

You part, just enough to catch your breath. He’s close in the cramped space, his fingers curling wantingly against your nape. The car is running, the heater warming the air.

“They’re just looking out for me,” you murmur, “that’s all.”

“Don’t worry about them, babe,” his other hand crawls up your side, slowly raising your shirt, “I’ll take care of you… look out for you.”

He kisses along your cheek as shivers ripple over your body. The guilt slakes away beneath his touch. You shouldn’t be doing this, shouldn’t be fooling around with anyone, but you’re so lonely. And Lloyd’s never reprimanded you, not like everyone else.

You sigh his name as his hand slips beneath the fabric of your shirt. He growls as he pecks along your jawline, leaning you back against the door. Your heart hammers with nervous excitement. You catch his thick fingers as he gropes your chest.

“Please, I can’t–”

“It hurts so bad,” he babbles against your throat, “please, baby, you’re making me hurt.”

“I know, I just– my ex…”

“I’m not your ex, am I?” He snarls as he nips you lightly, “hmm? I see what you are, baby face. The sexiest…” another kiss along your neck, “most adorable…” another, “irresistible woman I’ve ever met.”

You nearly swoon as his heat swallows you up. His lips reach your collarbone and he squeezes your tit, even as you hold him back.

“You mean it?” You ask as your self-control dwindles, “do you really mean it?”

“I do, cupcake, I swear,” He brings his hand down from your neck and takes yours. He guides it down to the front of his pants and he moans. His tone is laced with agony as he wriggles. “Please…”

You hum and nod, pushing his hand firmer against your chest. “Be gentle,” you plea.

“Yeah, baby, yeah, I’ll try.”

He pulls you against him, sliding you down onto the seat beneath him. He covers you with his body, his knees between yours as he kisses you desperately. He rolls his hips, grinding into you desperately as his breaths grow shallow.

He rolls your shirt up all the way and frees your tits over the band of your bra. You let out a squeak as he toys with your nipple between his teeth, his tongue swirling around the tip as he hums. You brace the back of his head, the close shave smooth against your palm.

His hand trails down your stomach and he slides his fingers beneath your pants. You tremble and moan as he feels along your pelvis and finds the patch of hair, delving further to your clit. You swallow back the memory of another’s touch, this is nicer than that.

“Fuck, you’re so good,” Lloyd nips your breast between words, “I bet you got the prettiest little pussy.”

You giggle and writhe against his touch. He plays with you cloyingly, your cunt slick and clenching.

“You know it is, you naughty girl,” he tease as he sits up, slowly dragging his hand free, “that’s why you’re laughing.”

He grips the top of your pants and yanks them down. He jolts your body as he does and you exclaim in surprise. He pushes your legs together straight and rests them against his torso, your feet above his shoulder. He shoves his hand against your cunt once more, his other fighting with his fly.

He looks down as he pulls his dick out, rubbing his tip against your cunt. He purrs again as he leans into you. Just a little, just until you moan.

“You do got a pretty pussy,” he praises as he eases in another inch, “even prettier with me inside you.”

He tilts his hips as your walls twitch around his intrusion. He urges his length deeper and deeper until you think you can’t take anymore. You reach down and press your fingertips against his thigh.

“Too much?” He asks with a wink.

“Just… been a while,” you murmur.

“Yeah?” He stretches his free arm down and slaps your ass, “or maybe that jackass was lacking, huh?”

He tickles the back of your thigh and forces his fingers between your legs. He pushes against your clit and you wiggle at the new pressure. He bucks his hips sharply and you squeal as he bottoms out.

“Ow, Lloyd, slow…” you grunt as your fingertips slip down to his knee.

“I’ve taken it slow,” he snarls and thrusts again, harder even than before, rubbing you as he builds a steady motion, “I want all of you, baby, all…” He snaps his pelvis again, “of” again, “you.”

[darkmasterlistyouneveraskedfor]

Sweet Treats Epilogues

Original AU:  by character | chronological

Mum’s the Word (Peter x Kitty) 🍮

Old Habits, New Faces (Bucky Barnes x Cherry) 🍒

Would I Lie To You (Tony Stark x Princess) 🍓

Ghosts (Lloyd Hansen x Birdy) 🍑

Things We Can’t Change (Loki x Darling) 🍯

How You Remind Me (Nick Fowler x Coco) 🍫

Quiet as a Mouse (Thor x Muffin) 🧁

Watch Your Step (August x Candy) 🍭

Over the Limit (Steve x Honey) 🍹

No Going Back (Tony x Princess) 🍓

Broken Shell (Bucky x Cherry) 🍒

Rendezvous (Lloyd x Birdy) 🍑

Speak Not (Thor x Muffin) 🧁

Morning After (Steve x Honey) 🍹

Dangerous Secrets (Peter x Kitty) 🍮

Flashback (Nick Fowler x Coco) 🍫

Whirlwind (Loki x Darling) 🍯

Exit Plan (August Walker x Candy) 🍭

Under Pressure (Bucky x Cherry) 🍒

Surprise Getaway (Tony x Princess) 🍓

Failure to Comply (Steve x Honey)

The Road (Nick Fowler x Coco)

Come To Terms (Thor x Muffin)

Fresh Pain (August x Candy)

I Can’t Lie (Peter x Kitty)

Can’t Go Back (Lloyd x Birdie)

Good Night (Loki x Darling)

On Top of the World (Tony x Princess)

Fix You (Steve X Honey)

Couples’ Trip (Bucky x Cherry)

Trapped (Nick Fowler x Coco)

Artificial Extract (Peter x Kitty)

Misery Loves Company (Tony x Princess)

Can’t Hold Me Down (Steve x Honey)

You Won’t Break My Soul  (August x Candy)

Fearless (Loki x Darling)

[imyourbratzdoll]

hiyaaa, another request here! lloyd hansen x wife!reader🫶🏻

fluff!

where he is just so fucking proud of his wife being a secret agent with him, he’s in complete awh and proudness of her. he LOVES when she’s in charge of the mission + pls include scenes of wife!reader fighting with miranda and lloyd is sitting, watching her, cheering her on, but he READY if anyone break her skin…

hiiiii! I hope you like it! It's a bit short, so I do apologise.

summary - lloyd has a crazy wife, and it's time the world knows it.

warning - swearing, some violence.

the gif isn't mine, divider by @newlips

“You! Sit your fat fucking ass down! When my husband tells you to blow the fucking building up, you blow the fucking building up!” I growl, holding a knife against the man’s throat, feeling him gulp as I glare daggers at him. Lloyd sits, smirking, his heart swelling with pride as he watches his wife take charge.

I walk back over to Lloyd, letting out a soft giggle as he pulls me into his lap and kisses the side of my head. Whispering in my ear about how proud he is and how much he loves me as he rubs his thumb over the gold band on my ring finger. My heart explodes with love and happiness, my back rests against his chest as I relax into him, and a calming peace washes over us as we watch the screens.

-TIMESKIP-

My head whips to the side as this bitch just slapped me. Spitting the blood that had gathered in my mouth out, I turn slowly and send a cold glare toward her, and I raise a brow. “Seriously?! You slap in a fight?” I take taunting steps toward her. Miranda steps back each time I step forward. A sick and twisted smile appears on my face, “here, lemme show you how to fight.” My fist flies toward her face, and she falls to the ground as it connects with her nose. A sickening crunch fills the dead of night.

I squat down, tilting my head as I stare at her. Before my hand reaches out, I grab the back of her neck, nails digging into her flesh. I drag her over to where her friend is being held. My husband sits, watching, a dark glint in his eyes. The men beside him hold down Six, his face bloodied, and he stares hopelessly at the woman in my hands.

Miranda manages to flip around, throwing a punch that I dodge. “I know how to fight,” she manages to grunt out as punch after punch is thrown, and a dark smile forms on my face, dodging every hit she throws at me.

“Finally, the little birdie grows some balls.” I send a roundhouse kick in her direction, connecting with her chest and causing her to go flying. Lloyd cheers in the background. His men were looking at him weirdly as he stood from his seat.

“Whoooo! Go, baby! Go, baby!” He looks at his men, pointing at his wife, who is kicking ass, “that’s my wife!” He does a little dance that mimics a cheerleader, and his men look at him like he’s crazy while they hold down Six, Lloyd has a massive grin on his face and lets out a bigger cheer when he notices his wife pulling a knife out of thin air.

I slash the knife through the air, and it connects to Miranda’s cheek, causing her head to whip to the side as a deep cut appears. I lean closer, my breath hitting her ear as I speak lowly, “you don’t come to my home and start shit.” I growl. My hand wraps around her hair, gripping it firmly before kicking the back of her knees, causing her to fall, placing the knife my husband gifted me against her throat. My eyes set into a stern glare focused on the man who caused all of this.

Lloyd’s face hurts from all of the smiling. He whistles as he turns toward Six. A wide grin is set permanently on his face as he leans close to the man’s face.

“Well, I did warn you, Six. That my wife’s fucking crazy.”

thank you for reading!

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[ao3feed-lams]

Musical Fanfiction Requests

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/2WgmK39

by reallyquitegay

Leave any idea for a fic for any musical that you'd want to read (or would just like for me to write)! All fics will show up HERE, and I'll put each one in a different chapter. I'm curious to what you guys are looking to read. :)

Chapter 1: Introduction Chapter 2: Truth or Dare? (Michael x Jeremy - BMC) Chapter 3: Four Times He Wanted to Kiss Him and One Time He Actually Did - (Laurens x Hamilton - Hamilton)

Words: 6093, Chapters: 3/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Hamilton - Miranda, Dear Evan Hansen - Pasek & Paul/Levenson, Be More Chill - Iconis/Tracz, Heathers: The Musical - Murphy & O'Keefe, Les Misérables - All Media Types, Miss Saigon - Schönberg/Boublil/Maltby, Falsettos - Lapine/Finn, Le Fantôme de l'Opéra | Phantom of the Opera & Related Fandoms, Fun Home - Tesori/Kron, Come From Away - Sankoff & Hein, The Guy Who Didn't Like Musicals - Team StarKid, Firebringer - Team StarKid, StarKid Productions RPF, Something Rotten! - Kirkpatrick/Kirkpatrick/O'Farrell, Wicked - All Media Types, The Book of Mormon - Parker/Stone/Lopez, Hello Dolly! - Herman, Bye Bye Birdie - Stewart/Adams/Strouse, The King and I - Rodgers/Hammerstein, Love Never Dies - Lloyd Webber, Little Shop of Horrors - All Media Types, Grease - All Media Types

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Multi

Characters: Jeremy Heere, Michael Mell, Squip Squad Members (Be More Chill), Alexander Hamilton, John Laurens, Gilbert du Motier Marquis de Lafayette, Hercules Mulligan, Charles Lee

Relationships: Jeremy Heere/Michael Mell, Alexander Hamilton/John Laurens

Additional Tags: this is a new thing, sorry im just putting down a bunch of musicals so that yall can find this, Prompt Fic, Musicals, Theatre, what do yoU WANT, literally tell me and ill write it, but like... read the first chapter for details, give me ideas, Thanks, also im doing this instead of studying for my aps, theyre all online anyways, sorry collegeboard, Requests, Truth or Dare, Fluff, squip squad, Lams - Freeform, 5 Times

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/2WgmK39

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Can't Go Back

Epilogue for Sweet Treats AU: by character | chronological | epilogues

Warnings: these drabbles will include dark elements such as noncon, control, intimidation, and other stuff that may not be specified. Take this as you chance to scroll by.

Note: yall wanted this man.

Please let me know what you think <3

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Lloyd drags you away from the wall, his hand latched around a clump of your hair. Your temples pound and your ears ring. How could this happen? No, how could you do this?

Candy's right. You said too much. It's all your fault again. You didn't want to believe Lloyd was bad but you should've. Just like Steve. What is it they say about when people show you their true selves?

You kick out as you try to stop him. Coco hollers from the next room and your heart leaps into your throat. No, no, they can't hurt her. Not because of you. You close your eyes and sob. You see the blood that stained Candy's jacket and her drawn face.

"Let me go!" You whine and writhe as you claw at Lloyd's hand, "please, please, don't let them hurt my friends. Lloyd," you twist around despite the tension at your roots, "Lloyd, please, I thought... I thought you liked me."

"Now, sweet cheeks, I do," he taunts as he swings you away from him. You hit the wall and collapse to your knees. "I like the way your pussy squeezes me like it's never gonna let go."

"Please," you croak as you look up at him, cheeks hot and wet, "please, you can keep me. But my friends, they don't deserve this--"

"What? They don't deserve what, sunshine? That knife you stabbed between their ribs?"

"No, no, I didn't mean to," you crawl to him, "please, I'll do anything. I just... they saved me, Lloyd, they saved me. Let me save them."

He kicks you away from his boots and snorts, "too late for all that, Birdy. Shoulda thought about this before you came to suck my dick goodbye."

"Lloyd," you gulp as the ice in his voice flows into your veins, "you can't... I didn't..."

"Hell, if I played you a little longer, I may have convinced you to actually help me out, huh, baby girl? You wanna be loved so bad, you'd sell more than just your holes, wouldn't you?"

"Stop, stop," you cover your ears as you shake your head, "STOPPPPP!"

You shriek and it erupts from you uncontrollably. You can't take it. You're pathetic. You've let down the only people who ever showed you love. You fucked everything up and why? Because you're stupid and desperate, just like he says.

"Aw, baby, come on, don't be so sad. My associates are gonna treat your friends just as nice as I treated you," he bends down to touch your arm and you bat him away, "hmmm, sweet little ladies like you need someone to take care of them. Well, someone who can keep you in line. It's too bad about those morons down in New York."

"What? Steve...?" You sputter and hear Candy grunt from the next room. You look over but Lloyd catches your chin and makes you face him. He pulls you close as there's a clatter in the next room amid a murmur of grunts and groans.

"That's the one, doll face. So what was it? Did the serum not work on the cap's star spangled dangle?"

"N-n-noooo," you squirm and latch onto his wrist, "stop. Stop."

"Stop what, baby? You're acting like you weren't begging for it. Come on, let's have some fun."

"I don't... I don't want you. You're mean," you sniffle and shove against his shoulder, "you're....you're... you're evil!"

"And you fell for it. I'd rather be the big bad than some dimwitted slut," he lets you go, pushing you onto your back before he stands. He rolls his head on his neck and squares his shoulders as he paces a circle around you, "it's always a bit more fun when they fight."

You glare at him. Down there, on your knees, weak, beneath him. As low as low can be. You deserve this. You deserve to suffer.

You watch him unbuckle his belt. He snickers as he comes closer, mocking you as he gropes the front of his pants. He pokes his tongue out lewdly and you sink down into your pit.

A shell of numbness encases you. You hear Candy snarling and Coco thrashing from either side of you. You're not like them, you're not a fighter.

You dragged them into this. Your only friends. How they must hate you. You hope they do. You hope they hate you as much your despise yourself.

[chaos-to-my-thoughts]

Great a new Sweet Treats drabble. Let’s check it out.

Oh…oh no. No,no,no.

Birdy.

The Road

Epilogue for Sweet Treats AU: by character | chronological | epilogues

Warnings: these drabbles will include dark elements such as noncon, control, intimidation, and other stuff that may not be specified. Take this as you chance to scroll by.

Please let me know what you think <3

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The exhaust blows a cloud into the dark, the engine rumbling in wait as you toss your bag in the backseat with Birdy. She’s quiet, her eyes hooded as she can barely keep them open. She slumps against her own bag as Candy adds her to the heap on her other side.

You get in the driver’s side and fix the seat. Candy takes the passenger with a groggy grumble as she slides open the lid of the insulated cup. She gulps with a sigh and offers it wordlessly as you buckle up and check the mirrors. It’s going to be a long drive.

“Maybe we shouldn’t bother with all this business shit next time,” Candy yawns, “maybe something more… subtle.”

“Maybe,” you agree as you shift into drive, “Birdy, you doing alright back there?”

“Yeah,” her fluttery voice rises as she nestles against her duffel bag.

Silence overtakes the car as you set off. You steer slowly through the sleepy town, tension roiling in the tight space as you focus on the centerline of the road. The long drive isn’t the worst of it, it’s the snow that worries you most.

Candy chuckles and shifts in her seat. She shakes her head and takes another sip. You grip the wheel tight and peek over at her.

“What?”

“Oh, uh, just a stupid thought,” she rubs her cheek as he leans on the door, “reminds me of the girls’ trips I used to take back in the day. Wake up at the crack of dawn to drive up to some cottage or whatever.” She chortles again, “this one time, Lindsay, she took us to her hook-ups place and I guess he forgot to tell his wife he’d promised it to his sidepiece–”

You laugh and roll your eyes. You can’t judge. Before Bucky, you weren’t much different, dancing on tables and all. It really makes this all seem all the more surreal. How did you ever come to this?

“Had a boyfriend in college,” you start, talking as much to keep yourself awake as to calm your nerves, “fiance, actually… turns out, that was bullshit. He was already married with kids. He wasn’t even enrolled in the classes. He just lurked around to pick up girls.”

“Ewwww,” Candy exclaims, “oh, god, Coco bean, you really do attract the best types.”

“Don’t remind me.”

Birdy shuffles in the back and leans forward, “I only had one boyfriend before Steve,” she says, “but he was also my mom’s boyfriend.”

“What?” You nearly veer out as you turn your head sharply, “Birdy!”

“I… was young.”

“You’re still young,” Candy chides, “no judgment, baby girl, well, not with you. That man sounds nasty.”

“Oh, the nastiest. I don’t think there’s a single–”

You slam on the brakes as suddenly a cone of light shines across your path. The large truck rolls across the road and blocks the way. You swear and kick into reverse, making it only a foot before you stomp the brake again, a van appearing at your tail lights. Fuck.

“What the hell is this?” Your heart hammers in your chest, “fuck, fuck, fuck.”

“Is it them?” Birdy whines, “Steve?”

“Fuck me,” Candy pops open the glovebox and takes out a thick club, “these fuckers aren’t getting it easy.”

“Shit,” you hit the wheel as your stomach curdles, “shit, shit!” Your panic swells to your throat. No, no, no! You can’t go back. You can’t. You’d rather die.

The truck opens and a figure jumps out, boots crunching the salt. You squint through the windshield as Candy grips her door and the club. You push yourself back into your seat as you gap at Bucky. No, it’s not him. It’s Nick.

“I knew it…” you murmur.

The van door slides open to your rear. You shift gears again and crank the wheel. You hit the gas. Fuck it. You crash into the side of the truck as Nick dodges out of the way. You push through, little by little until a deafening bang shatters the back window. You let off as Candy hisses and claps her arm.

“Fuck!” Candy squeezes her shoulder, “shit! They fuck–” she moves her hand just a little, a dark splotch spreading down her sleeve, “fuck, I’m shot.”

“Candy!” Birdy squeals and bends between the seats, “no!”

The back door opens and a figure looms in the dark, the yellow light of the headlights limning the angles as he grabs Birdy by the hair. She shrieks and cries out as she’s yanked back. You reach for her but he waggles his gun at you in warning. It’s the man from the cafe.

“Lloyd,” Birdy whimpers, “what are you–”

“Fucker,” Candy growls, her voice dwindling as she slouches forward, “she… she told him…”

“Birdy, did you–”

“I just wanted to say goodbye–”

“Shut up!” Lloyd snarls as he tears her across the seat.

The handle on your seat snaps back as someone tries to open it from the outside. Nick shatters the window with his elbow as you shield yourself with your arm. Candy’s door opens and her seatbelt clicks as the large shadow on her side untangles her limp body. She’s not moving anymore.

“Get–” you slap at Nick as he grabs at your seatbelt, “get away! Who the fuck– why the fuck are you doing this?”

“Shhh, baby, keep yourself under control and I won’t hurt you,” he lets the belt repel and grabs you by the front of your coat, “much.”

He hauls you out as you claw and kick. You hear Birdy sobbing and the heavy footfalls of the other man. You see Candy in his arms and you flail helplessly. It’s over. Someone’s finally come to claim their bounty.

[chaos-to-my-thoughts]

I'm done with Birdy!!!

Rendezvous

Epilogue for Sweet Treats AU: by character | chronological | epilogues

Warnings: these drabbles will include dark elements such as noncon, control, intimidation, and other stuff that may not be specified. Take this as you chance to scroll by.

Note: yall wanted this man.

Please let me know what you think <3

🍑🍑🍑

“I’m gonna get in so much trouble,” you squeal as you dip into the backseat, the door shutting heavily against your leg.

“Screw em, baby cakes,” Lloyd sneers as he pulls you towards him, “why do they care so much?”

You don’t have a chance to answer him as his lips meet yours. You giggle as his mustache tickles and you grasp the collar of his striped yellow shirt. His hand slips around your neck and locks you against him. The butterflies fluttering in your stomach take you back to the first time he kissed you. Right behind the cafe.

He unzips your jacket and slides it down your arms. He lets it fall to the floor as his hand snakes around the back of your head once more.

You part, just enough to catch your breath. He’s close in the cramped space, his fingers curling wantingly against your nape. The car is running, the heater warming the air.

“They’re just looking out for me,” you murmur, “that’s all.”

“Don’t worry about them, babe,” his other hand crawls up your side, slowly raising your shirt, “I’ll take care of you… look out for you.”

He kisses along your cheek as shivers ripple over your body. The guilt slakes away beneath his touch. You shouldn’t be doing this, shouldn’t be fooling around with anyone, but you’re so lonely. And Lloyd’s never reprimanded you, not like everyone else.

You sigh his name as his hand slips beneath the fabric of your shirt. He growls as he pecks along your jawline, leaning you back against the door. Your heart hammers with nervous excitement. You catch his thick fingers as he gropes your chest.

“Please, I can’t–”

“It hurts so bad,” he babbles against your throat, “please, baby, you’re making me hurt.”

“I know, I just– my ex…”

“I’m not your ex, am I?” He snarls as he nips you lightly, “hmm? I see what you are, baby face. The sexiest…” another kiss along your neck, “most adorable…” another, “irresistible woman I’ve ever met.”

You nearly swoon as his heat swallows you up. His lips reach your collarbone and he squeezes your tit, even as you hold him back.

“You mean it?” You ask as your self-control dwindles, “do you really mean it?”

“I do, cupcake, I swear,” He brings his hand down from your neck and takes yours. He guides it down to the front of his pants and he moans. His tone is laced with agony as he wriggles. “Please…”

You hum and nod, pushing his hand firmer against your chest. “Be gentle,” you plea.

“Yeah, baby, yeah, I’ll try.”

He pulls you against him, sliding you down onto the seat beneath him. He covers you with his body, his knees between yours as he kisses you desperately. He rolls his hips, grinding into you desperately as his breaths grow shallow.

He rolls your shirt up all the way and frees your tits over the band of your bra. You let out a squeak as he toys with your nipple between his teeth, his tongue swirling around the tip as he hums. You brace the back of his head, the close shave smooth against your palm.

His hand trails down your stomach and he slides his fingers beneath your pants. You tremble and moan as he feels along your pelvis and finds the patch of hair, delving further to your clit. You swallow back the memory of another’s touch, this is nicer than that.

“Fuck, you’re so good,” Lloyd nips your breast between words, “I bet you got the prettiest little pussy.”

You giggle and writhe against his touch. He plays with you cloyingly, your cunt slick and clenching.

“You know it is, you naughty girl,” he tease as he sits up, slowly dragging his hand free, “that’s why you’re laughing.”

He grips the top of your pants and yanks them down. He jolts your body as he does and you exclaim in surprise. He pushes your legs together straight and rests them against his torso, your feet above his shoulder. He shoves his hand against your cunt once more, his other fighting with his fly.

He looks down as he pulls his dick out, rubbing his tip against your cunt. He purrs again as he leans into you. Just a little, just until you moan.

“You do got a pretty pussy,” he praises as he eases in another inch, “even prettier with me inside you.”

He tilts his hips as your walls twitch around his intrusion. He urges his length deeper and deeper until you think you can’t take anymore. You reach down and press your fingertips against his thigh.

“Too much?” He asks with a wink.

“Just… been a while,” you murmur.

“Yeah?” He stretches his free arm down and slaps your ass, “or maybe that jackass was lacking, huh?”

He tickles the back of your thigh and forces his fingers between your legs. He pushes against your clit and you wiggle at the new pressure. He bucks his hips sharply and you squeal as he bottoms out.

“Ow, Lloyd, slow…” you grunt as your fingertips slip down to his knee.

“I’ve taken it slow,” he snarls and thrusts again, harder even than before, rubbing you as he builds a steady motion, “I want all of you, baby, all…” He snaps his pelvis again, “of” again, “you.”

[alicedopey]

Oh thank you, thank you, thank you ! I have waited so long for this, probably even longer than Birdy 😅 I had this in my head since the the girls left.

Honestly I am not mad at her at all. Sure, it’s not the right choice and it’s not gonna end well but can you blame her ? Steve has always compared her to another woman and has probably never said a nice word to her (even as he was trying to seduce her), Coco and Candy are treating her like a burden so I think it’s only human for her to go to someone who is praising her and telling her she is the most beautiful creature in the world.

Now I see two storylines possible after this. One, he shows his obsessive side, takes her away. That’s one down, two to go with the two other psychos.

Two, he only wanted to have a nice fuck and sensed she was the perfect prey. She is never gonna see him again after this or she will see him doing the same number to another woman. Her heart will be crushed, confidence even lower than before but at least she will be free. I’m not certain Coco and Candy will have this chance. Imagine Birdy being the only free woman after that. Take this in your faces for taking her for a dumb woman 😂

Third option: they keep having their little secret affair until Lloyd attacks with August and Nick, revealing that they were working together since the beginning. Each one takes a woman. The end.

Rendezvous

Epilogue for Sweet Treats AU: by character | chronological | epilogues

Warnings: these drabbles will include dark elements such as noncon, control, intimidation, and other stuff that may not be specified. Take this as you chance to scroll by.

Note: yall wanted this man.

Please let me know what you think <3

🍑🍑🍑

“I’m gonna get in so much trouble,” you squeal as you dip into the backseat, the door shutting heavily against your leg.

“Screw em, baby cakes,” Lloyd sneers as he pulls you towards him, “why do they care so much?”

You don’t have a chance to answer him as his lips meet yours. You giggle as his mustache tickles and you grasp the collar of his striped yellow shirt. His hand slips around your neck and locks you against him. The butterflies fluttering in your stomach take you back to the first time he kissed you. Right behind the cafe.

He unzips your jacket and slides it down your arms. He lets it fall to the floor as his hand snakes around the back of your head once more.

You part, just enough to catch your breath. He’s close in the cramped space, his fingers curling wantingly against your nape. The car is running, the heater warming the air.

“They’re just looking out for me,” you murmur, “that’s all.”

“Don’t worry about them, babe,” his other hand crawls up your side, slowly raising your shirt, “I’ll take care of you… look out for you.”

He kisses along your cheek as shivers ripple over your body. The guilt slakes away beneath his touch. You shouldn’t be doing this, shouldn’t be fooling around with anyone, but you’re so lonely. And Lloyd’s never reprimanded you, not like everyone else.

You sigh his name as his hand slips beneath the fabric of your shirt. He growls as he pecks along your jawline, leaning you back against the door. Your heart hammers with nervous excitement. You catch his thick fingers as he gropes your chest.

“Please, I can’t–”

“It hurts so bad,” he babbles against your throat, “please, baby, you’re making me hurt.”

“I know, I just– my ex…”

“I’m not your ex, am I?” He snarls as he nips you lightly, “hmm? I see what you are, baby face. The sexiest…” another kiss along your neck, “most adorable…” another, “irresistible woman I’ve ever met.”

You nearly swoon as his heat swallows you up. His lips reach your collarbone and he squeezes your tit, even as you hold him back.

“You mean it?” You ask as your self-control dwindles, “do you really mean it?”

“I do, cupcake, I swear,” He brings his hand down from your neck and takes yours. He guides it down to the front of his pants and he moans. His tone is laced with agony as he wriggles. “Please…”

You hum and nod, pushing his hand firmer against your chest. “Be gentle,” you plea.

“Yeah, baby, yeah, I’ll try.”

He pulls you against him, sliding you down onto the seat beneath him. He covers you with his body, his knees between yours as he kisses you desperately. He rolls his hips, grinding into you desperately as his breaths grow shallow.

He rolls your shirt up all the way and frees your tits over the band of your bra. You let out a squeak as he toys with your nipple between his teeth, his tongue swirling around the tip as he hums. You brace the back of his head, the close shave smooth against your palm.

His hand trails down your stomach and he slides his fingers beneath your pants. You tremble and moan as he feels along your pelvis and finds the patch of hair, delving further to your clit. You swallow back the memory of another’s touch, this is nicer than that.

“Fuck, you’re so good,” Lloyd nips your breast between words, “I bet you got the prettiest little pussy.”

You giggle and writhe against his touch. He plays with you cloyingly, your cunt slick and clenching.

“You know it is, you naughty girl,” he tease as he sits up, slowly dragging his hand free, “that’s why you’re laughing.”

He grips the top of your pants and yanks them down. He jolts your body as he does and you exclaim in surprise. He pushes your legs together straight and rests them against his torso, your feet above his shoulder. He shoves his hand against your cunt once more, his other fighting with his fly.

He looks down as he pulls his dick out, rubbing his tip against your cunt. He purrs again as he leans into you. Just a little, just until you moan.

“You do got a pretty pussy,” he praises as he eases in another inch, “even prettier with me inside you.”

He tilts his hips as your walls twitch around his intrusion. He urges his length deeper and deeper until you think you can’t take anymore. You reach down and press your fingertips against his thigh.

“Too much?” He asks with a wink.

“Just… been a while,” you murmur.

“Yeah?” He stretches his free arm down and slaps your ass, “or maybe that jackass was lacking, huh?”

He tickles the back of your thigh and forces his fingers between your legs. He pushes against your clit and you wiggle at the new pressure. He bucks his hips sharply and you squeal as he bottoms out.

“Ow, Lloyd, slow…” you grunt as your fingertips slip down to his knee.

“I’ve taken it slow,” he snarls and thrusts again, harder even than before, rubbing you as he builds a steady motion, “I want all of you, baby, all…” He snaps his pelvis again, “of” again, “you.”

[literatureatthebowofnails]

"That's the one, doll face. So what was it? Did the serum not work on the cap's star spangled dangle?"

I'm dieing 🤣☠️

Can't Go Back

Epilogue for Sweet Treats AU: by character | chronological | epilogues

Warnings: these drabbles will include dark elements such as noncon, control, intimidation, and other stuff that may not be specified. Take this as you chance to scroll by.

Note: yall wanted this man.

Please let me know what you think <3

🍑🍑🍑

Lloyd drags you away from the wall, his hand latched around a clump of your hair. Your temples pound and your ears ring. How could this happen? No, how could you do this?

Candy's right. You said too much. It's all your fault again. You didn't want to believe Lloyd was bad but you should've. Just like Steve. What is it they say about when people show you their true selves?

You kick out as you try to stop him. Coco hollers from the next room and your heart leaps into your throat. No, no, they can't hurt her. Not because of you. You close your eyes and sob. You see the blood that stained Candy's jacket and her drawn face.

"Let me go!" You whine and writhe as you claw at Lloyd's hand, "please, please, don't let them hurt my friends. Lloyd," you twist around despite the tension at your roots, "Lloyd, please, I thought... I thought you liked me."

"Now, sweet cheeks, I do," he taunts as he swings you away from him. You hit the wall and collapse to your knees. "I like the way your pussy squeezes me like it's never gonna let go."

"Please," you croak as you look up at him, cheeks hot and wet, "please, you can keep me. But my friends, they don't deserve this--"

"What? They don't deserve what, sunshine? That knife you stabbed between their ribs?"

"No, no, I didn't mean to," you crawl to him, "please, I'll do anything. I just... they saved me, Lloyd, they saved me. Let me save them."

He kicks you away from his boots and snorts, "too late for all that, Birdy. Shoulda thought about this before you came to suck my dick goodbye."

"Lloyd," you gulp as the ice in his voice flows into your veins, "you can't... I didn't..."

"Hell, if I played you a little longer, I may have convinced you to actually help me out, huh, baby girl? You wanna be loved so bad, you'd sell more than just your holes, wouldn't you?"

"Stop, stop," you cover your ears as you shake your head, "STOPPPPP!"

You shriek and it erupts from you uncontrollably. You can't take it. You're pathetic. You've let down the only people who ever showed you love. You fucked everything up and why? Because you're stupid and desperate, just like he says.

"Aw, baby, come on, don't be so sad. My associates are gonna treat your friends just as nice as I treated you," he bends down to touch your arm and you bat him away, "hmmm, sweet little ladies like you need someone to take care of them. Well, someone who can keep you in line. It's too bad about those morons down in New York."

"What? Steve...?" You sputter and hear Candy grunt from the next room. You look over but Lloyd catches your chin and makes you face him. He pulls you close as there's a clatter in the next room amid a murmur of grunts and groans.

"That's the one, doll face. So what was it? Did the serum not work on the cap's star spangled dangle?"

"N-n-noooo," you squirm and latch onto his wrist, "stop. Stop."

"Stop what, baby? You're acting like you weren't begging for it. Come on, let's have some fun."

"I don't... I don't want you. You're mean," you sniffle and shove against his shoulder, "you're....you're... you're evil!"

"And you fell for it. I'd rather be the big bad than some dimwitted slut," he lets you go, pushing you onto your back before he stands. He rolls his head on his neck and squares his shoulders as he paces a circle around you, "it's always a bit more fun when they fight."

You glare at him. Down there, on your knees, weak, beneath him. As low as low can be. You deserve this. You deserve to suffer.

You watch him unbuckle his belt. He snickers as he comes closer, mocking you as he gropes the front of his pants. He pokes his tongue out lewdly and you sink down into your pit.

A shell of numbness encases you. You hear Candy snarling and Coco thrashing from either side of you. You're not like them, you're not a fighter.

You dragged them into this. Your only friends. How they must hate you. You hope they do. You hope they hate you as much your despise yourself.

[littledark11]

I want to to feel bad for her but I can't

Can't Go Back

Epilogue for Sweet Treats AU: by character | chronological | epilogues

Warnings: these drabbles will include dark elements such as noncon, control, intimidation, and other stuff that may not be specified. Take this as you chance to scroll by.

Note: yall wanted this man.

Please let me know what you think <3

🍑🍑🍑

Lloyd drags you away from the wall, his hand latched around a clump of your hair. Your temples pound and your ears ring. How could this happen? No, how could you do this?

Candy's right. You said too much. It's all your fault again. You didn't want to believe Lloyd was bad but you should've. Just like Steve. What is it they say about when people show you their true selves?

You kick out as you try to stop him. Coco hollers from the next room and your heart leaps into your throat. No, no, they can't hurt her. Not because of you. You close your eyes and sob. You see the blood that stained Candy's jacket and her drawn face.

"Let me go!" You whine and writhe as you claw at Lloyd's hand, "please, please, don't let them hurt my friends. Lloyd," you twist around despite the tension at your roots, "Lloyd, please, I thought... I thought you liked me."

"Now, sweet cheeks, I do," he taunts as he swings you away from him. You hit the wall and collapse to your knees. "I like the way your pussy squeezes me like it's never gonna let go."

"Please," you croak as you look up at him, cheeks hot and wet, "please, you can keep me. But my friends, they don't deserve this--"

"What? They don't deserve what, sunshine? That knife you stabbed between their ribs?"

"No, no, I didn't mean to," you crawl to him, "please, I'll do anything. I just... they saved me, Lloyd, they saved me. Let me save them."

He kicks you away from his boots and snorts, "too late for all that, Birdy. Shoulda thought about this before you came to suck my dick goodbye."

"Lloyd," you gulp as the ice in his voice flows into your veins, "you can't... I didn't..."

"Hell, if I played you a little longer, I may have convinced you to actually help me out, huh, baby girl? You wanna be loved so bad, you'd sell more than just your holes, wouldn't you?"

"Stop, stop," you cover your ears as you shake your head, "STOPPPPP!"

You shriek and it erupts from you uncontrollably. You can't take it. You're pathetic. You've let down the only people who ever showed you love. You fucked everything up and why? Because you're stupid and desperate, just like he says.

"Aw, baby, come on, don't be so sad. My associates are gonna treat your friends just as nice as I treated you," he bends down to touch your arm and you bat him away, "hmmm, sweet little ladies like you need someone to take care of them. Well, someone who can keep you in line. It's too bad about those morons down in New York."

"What? Steve...?" You sputter and hear Candy grunt from the next room. You look over but Lloyd catches your chin and makes you face him. He pulls you close as there's a clatter in the next room amid a murmur of grunts and groans.

"That's the one, doll face. So what was it? Did the serum not work on the cap's star spangled dangle?"

"N-n-noooo," you squirm and latch onto his wrist, "stop. Stop."

"Stop what, baby? You're acting like you weren't begging for it. Come on, let's have some fun."

"I don't... I don't want you. You're mean," you sniffle and shove against his shoulder, "you're....you're... you're evil!"

"And you fell for it. I'd rather be the big bad than some dimwitted slut," he lets you go, pushing you onto your back before he stands. He rolls his head on his neck and squares his shoulders as he paces a circle around you, "it's always a bit more fun when they fight."

You glare at him. Down there, on your knees, weak, beneath him. As low as low can be. You deserve this. You deserve to suffer.

You watch him unbuckle his belt. He snickers as he comes closer, mocking you as he gropes the front of his pants. He pokes his tongue out lewdly and you sink down into your pit.

A shell of numbness encases you. You hear Candy snarling and Coco thrashing from either side of you. You're not like them, you're not a fighter.

You dragged them into this. Your only friends. How they must hate you. You hope they do. You hope they hate you as much your despise yourself.

[chaos-to-my-thoughts]

You know better, Birdy. Now do better!!

Can't Go Back

Epilogue for Sweet Treats AU: by character | chronological | epilogues

Warnings: these drabbles will include dark elements such as noncon, control, intimidation, and other stuff that may not be specified. Take this as you chance to scroll by.

Note: yall wanted this man.

Please let me know what you think <3

🍑🍑🍑

Lloyd drags you away from the wall, his hand latched around a clump of your hair. Your temples pound and your ears ring. How could this happen? No, how could you do this?

Candy's right. You said too much. It's all your fault again. You didn't want to believe Lloyd was bad but you should've. Just like Steve. What is it they say about when people show you their true selves?

You kick out as you try to stop him. Coco hollers from the next room and your heart leaps into your throat. No, no, they can't hurt her. Not because of you. You close your eyes and sob. You see the blood that stained Candy's jacket and her drawn face.

"Let me go!" You whine and writhe as you claw at Lloyd's hand, "please, please, don't let them hurt my friends. Lloyd," you twist around despite the tension at your roots, "Lloyd, please, I thought... I thought you liked me."

"Now, sweet cheeks, I do," he taunts as he swings you away from him. You hit the wall and collapse to your knees. "I like the way your pussy squeezes me like it's never gonna let go."

"Please," you croak as you look up at him, cheeks hot and wet, "please, you can keep me. But my friends, they don't deserve this--"

"What? They don't deserve what, sunshine? That knife you stabbed between their ribs?"

"No, no, I didn't mean to," you crawl to him, "please, I'll do anything. I just... they saved me, Lloyd, they saved me. Let me save them."

He kicks you away from his boots and snorts, "too late for all that, Birdy. Shoulda thought about this before you came to suck my dick goodbye."

"Lloyd," you gulp as the ice in his voice flows into your veins, "you can't... I didn't..."

"Hell, if I played you a little longer, I may have convinced you to actually help me out, huh, baby girl? You wanna be loved so bad, you'd sell more than just your holes, wouldn't you?"

"Stop, stop," you cover your ears as you shake your head, "STOPPPPP!"

You shriek and it erupts from you uncontrollably. You can't take it. You're pathetic. You've let down the only people who ever showed you love. You fucked everything up and why? Because you're stupid and desperate, just like he says.

"Aw, baby, come on, don't be so sad. My associates are gonna treat your friends just as nice as I treated you," he bends down to touch your arm and you bat him away, "hmmm, sweet little ladies like you need someone to take care of them. Well, someone who can keep you in line. It's too bad about those morons down in New York."

"What? Steve...?" You sputter and hear Candy grunt from the next room. You look over but Lloyd catches your chin and makes you face him. He pulls you close as there's a clatter in the next room amid a murmur of grunts and groans.

"That's the one, doll face. So what was it? Did the serum not work on the cap's star spangled dangle?"

"N-n-noooo," you squirm and latch onto his wrist, "stop. Stop."

"Stop what, baby? You're acting like you weren't begging for it. Come on, let's have some fun."

"I don't... I don't want you. You're mean," you sniffle and shove against his shoulder, "you're....you're... you're evil!"

"And you fell for it. I'd rather be the big bad than some dimwitted slut," he lets you go, pushing you onto your back before he stands. He rolls his head on his neck and squares his shoulders as he paces a circle around you, "it's always a bit more fun when they fight."

You glare at him. Down there, on your knees, weak, beneath him. As low as low can be. You deserve this. You deserve to suffer.

You watch him unbuckle his belt. He snickers as he comes closer, mocking you as he gropes the front of his pants. He pokes his tongue out lewdly and you sink down into your pit.

A shell of numbness encases you. You hear Candy snarling and Coco thrashing from either side of you. You're not like them, you're not a fighter.

You dragged them into this. Your only friends. How they must hate you. You hope they do. You hope they hate you as much your despise yourself.

[alicedopey]

Oh my sweet Birdy. You took a bad decision and now you are facing the consequences…like your friends because of you.

Looks like those three saw they were missing and decided to try their luck…just for fun. We will see if they give them back or not.

My heart breaks for Birdy , really. The deeper the story goes, the more I believe she is gonna help them escape, do anything she can do that they will…and she will stay where she is, knowing very well that nobody wants her. Sweet, sweet Birdy….I wanna hug you so much 💔

Can't Go Back

Epilogue for Sweet Treats AU: by character | chronological | epilogues

Warnings: these drabbles will include dark elements such as noncon, control, intimidation, and other stuff that may not be specified. Take this as you chance to scroll by.

Note: yall wanted this man.

Please let me know what you think <3

🍑🍑🍑

Lloyd drags you away from the wall, his hand latched around a clump of your hair. Your temples pound and your ears ring. How could this happen? No, how could you do this?

Candy's right. You said too much. It's all your fault again. You didn't want to believe Lloyd was bad but you should've. Just like Steve. What is it they say about when people show you their true selves?

You kick out as you try to stop him. Coco hollers from the next room and your heart leaps into your throat. No, no, they can't hurt her. Not because of you. You close your eyes and sob. You see the blood that stained Candy's jacket and her drawn face.

"Let me go!" You whine and writhe as you claw at Lloyd's hand, "please, please, don't let them hurt my friends. Lloyd," you twist around despite the tension at your roots, "Lloyd, please, I thought... I thought you liked me."

"Now, sweet cheeks, I do," he taunts as he swings you away from him. You hit the wall and collapse to your knees. "I like the way your pussy squeezes me like it's never gonna let go."

"Please," you croak as you look up at him, cheeks hot and wet, "please, you can keep me. But my friends, they don't deserve this--"

"What? They don't deserve what, sunshine? That knife you stabbed between their ribs?"

"No, no, I didn't mean to," you crawl to him, "please, I'll do anything. I just... they saved me, Lloyd, they saved me. Let me save them."

He kicks you away from his boots and snorts, "too late for all that, Birdy. Shoulda thought about this before you came to suck my dick goodbye."

"Lloyd," you gulp as the ice in his voice flows into your veins, "you can't... I didn't..."

"Hell, if I played you a little longer, I may have convinced you to actually help me out, huh, baby girl? You wanna be loved so bad, you'd sell more than just your holes, wouldn't you?"

"Stop, stop," you cover your ears as you shake your head, "STOPPPPP!"

You shriek and it erupts from you uncontrollably. You can't take it. You're pathetic. You've let down the only people who ever showed you love. You fucked everything up and why? Because you're stupid and desperate, just like he says.

"Aw, baby, come on, don't be so sad. My associates are gonna treat your friends just as nice as I treated you," he bends down to touch your arm and you bat him away, "hmmm, sweet little ladies like you need someone to take care of them. Well, someone who can keep you in line. It's too bad about those morons down in New York."

"What? Steve...?" You sputter and hear Candy grunt from the next room. You look over but Lloyd catches your chin and makes you face him. He pulls you close as there's a clatter in the next room amid a murmur of grunts and groans.

"That's the one, doll face. So what was it? Did the serum not work on the cap's star spangled dangle?"

"N-n-noooo," you squirm and latch onto his wrist, "stop. Stop."

"Stop what, baby? You're acting like you weren't begging for it. Come on, let's have some fun."

"I don't... I don't want you. You're mean," you sniffle and shove against his shoulder, "you're....you're... you're evil!"

"And you fell for it. I'd rather be the big bad than some dimwitted slut," he lets you go, pushing you onto your back before he stands. He rolls his head on his neck and squares his shoulders as he paces a circle around you, "it's always a bit more fun when they fight."

You glare at him. Down there, on your knees, weak, beneath him. As low as low can be. You deserve this. You deserve to suffer.

You watch him unbuckle his belt. He snickers as he comes closer, mocking you as he gropes the front of his pants. He pokes his tongue out lewdly and you sink down into your pit.

A shell of numbness encases you. You hear Candy snarling and Coco thrashing from either side of you. You're not like them, you're not a fighter.

You dragged them into this. Your only friends. How they must hate you. You hope they do. You hope they hate you as much your despise yourself.

[jesevans]

This girl doesn’t have the sense she was born with, or Coco & Candy try to give her. I get that she’s lonely, but she’s jumping right back in. 🥺

Rendezvous

Epilogue for Sweet Treats AU: by character | chronological | epilogues

Warnings: these drabbles will include dark elements such as noncon, control, intimidation, and other stuff that may not be specified. Take this as you chance to scroll by.

Note: yall wanted this man.

Please let me know what you think <3

🍑🍑🍑

“I’m gonna get in so much trouble,” you squeal as you dip into the backseat, the door shutting heavily against your leg.

“Screw em, baby cakes,” Lloyd sneers as he pulls you towards him, “why do they care so much?”

You don’t have a chance to answer him as his lips meet yours. You giggle as his mustache tickles and you grasp the collar of his striped yellow shirt. His hand slips around your neck and locks you against him. The butterflies fluttering in your stomach take you back to the first time he kissed you. Right behind the cafe.

He unzips your jacket and slides it down your arms. He lets it fall to the floor as his hand snakes around the back of your head once more.

You part, just enough to catch your breath. He’s close in the cramped space, his fingers curling wantingly against your nape. The car is running, the heater warming the air.

“They’re just looking out for me,” you murmur, “that’s all.”

“Don’t worry about them, babe,” his other hand crawls up your side, slowly raising your shirt, “I’ll take care of you… look out for you.”

He kisses along your cheek as shivers ripple over your body. The guilt slakes away beneath his touch. You shouldn’t be doing this, shouldn’t be fooling around with anyone, but you’re so lonely. And Lloyd’s never reprimanded you, not like everyone else.

You sigh his name as his hand slips beneath the fabric of your shirt. He growls as he pecks along your jawline, leaning you back against the door. Your heart hammers with nervous excitement. You catch his thick fingers as he gropes your chest.

“Please, I can’t–”

“It hurts so bad,” he babbles against your throat, “please, baby, you’re making me hurt.”

“I know, I just– my ex…”

“I’m not your ex, am I?” He snarls as he nips you lightly, “hmm? I see what you are, baby face. The sexiest…” another kiss along your neck, “most adorable…” another, “irresistible woman I’ve ever met.”

You nearly swoon as his heat swallows you up. His lips reach your collarbone and he squeezes your tit, even as you hold him back.

“You mean it?” You ask as your self-control dwindles, “do you really mean it?”

“I do, cupcake, I swear,” He brings his hand down from your neck and takes yours. He guides it down to the front of his pants and he moans. His tone is laced with agony as he wriggles. “Please…”

You hum and nod, pushing his hand firmer against your chest. “Be gentle,” you plea.

“Yeah, baby, yeah, I’ll try.”

He pulls you against him, sliding you down onto the seat beneath him. He covers you with his body, his knees between yours as he kisses you desperately. He rolls his hips, grinding into you desperately as his breaths grow shallow.

He rolls your shirt up all the way and frees your tits over the band of your bra. You let out a squeak as he toys with your nipple between his teeth, his tongue swirling around the tip as he hums. You brace the back of his head, the close shave smooth against your palm.

His hand trails down your stomach and he slides his fingers beneath your pants. You tremble and moan as he feels along your pelvis and finds the patch of hair, delving further to your clit. You swallow back the memory of another’s touch, this is nicer than that.

“Fuck, you’re so good,” Lloyd nips your breast between words, “I bet you got the prettiest little pussy.”

You giggle and writhe against his touch. He plays with you cloyingly, your cunt slick and clenching.

“You know it is, you naughty girl,” he tease as he sits up, slowly dragging his hand free, “that’s why you’re laughing.”

He grips the top of your pants and yanks them down. He jolts your body as he does and you exclaim in surprise. He pushes your legs together straight and rests them against his torso, your feet above his shoulder. He shoves his hand against your cunt once more, his other fighting with his fly.

He looks down as he pulls his dick out, rubbing his tip against your cunt. He purrs again as he leans into you. Just a little, just until you moan.

“You do got a pretty pussy,” he praises as he eases in another inch, “even prettier with me inside you.”

He tilts his hips as your walls twitch around his intrusion. He urges his length deeper and deeper until you think you can’t take anymore. You reach down and press your fingertips against his thigh.

“Too much?” He asks with a wink.

“Just… been a while,” you murmur.

“Yeah?” He stretches his free arm down and slaps your ass, “or maybe that jackass was lacking, huh?”

He tickles the back of your thigh and forces his fingers between your legs. He pushes against your clit and you wiggle at the new pressure. He bucks his hips sharply and you squeal as he bottoms out.

“Ow, Lloyd, slow…” you grunt as your fingertips slip down to his knee.

“I’ve taken it slow,” he snarls and thrusts again, harder even than before, rubbing you as he builds a steady motion, “I want all of you, baby, all…” He snaps his pelvis again, “of” again, “you.”

[jesevans]

Poor, naive Birdy 😔

Can't Go Back

Epilogue for Sweet Treats AU: by character | chronological | epilogues

Warnings: these drabbles will include dark elements such as noncon, control, intimidation, and other stuff that may not be specified. Take this as you chance to scroll by.

Note: yall wanted this man.

Please let me know what you think <3

🍑🍑🍑

Lloyd drags you away from the wall, his hand latched around a clump of your hair. Your temples pound and your ears ring. How could this happen? No, how could you do this?

Candy's right. You said too much. It's all your fault again. You didn't want to believe Lloyd was bad but you should've. Just like Steve. What is it they say about when people show you their true selves?

You kick out as you try to stop him. Coco hollers from the next room and your heart leaps into your throat. No, no, they can't hurt her. Not because of you. You close your eyes and sob. You see the blood that stained Candy's jacket and her drawn face.

"Let me go!" You whine and writhe as you claw at Lloyd's hand, "please, please, don't let them hurt my friends. Lloyd," you twist around despite the tension at your roots, "Lloyd, please, I thought... I thought you liked me."

"Now, sweet cheeks, I do," he taunts as he swings you away from him. You hit the wall and collapse to your knees. "I like the way your pussy squeezes me like it's never gonna let go."

"Please," you croak as you look up at him, cheeks hot and wet, "please, you can keep me. But my friends, they don't deserve this--"

"What? They don't deserve what, sunshine? That knife you stabbed between their ribs?"

"No, no, I didn't mean to," you crawl to him, "please, I'll do anything. I just... they saved me, Lloyd, they saved me. Let me save them."

He kicks you away from his boots and snorts, "too late for all that, Birdy. Shoulda thought about this before you came to suck my dick goodbye."

"Lloyd," you gulp as the ice in his voice flows into your veins, "you can't... I didn't..."

"Hell, if I played you a little longer, I may have convinced you to actually help me out, huh, baby girl? You wanna be loved so bad, you'd sell more than just your holes, wouldn't you?"

"Stop, stop," you cover your ears as you shake your head, "STOPPPPP!"

You shriek and it erupts from you uncontrollably. You can't take it. You're pathetic. You've let down the only people who ever showed you love. You fucked everything up and why? Because you're stupid and desperate, just like he says.

"Aw, baby, come on, don't be so sad. My associates are gonna treat your friends just as nice as I treated you," he bends down to touch your arm and you bat him away, "hmmm, sweet little ladies like you need someone to take care of them. Well, someone who can keep you in line. It's too bad about those morons down in New York."

"What? Steve...?" You sputter and hear Candy grunt from the next room. You look over but Lloyd catches your chin and makes you face him. He pulls you close as there's a clatter in the next room amid a murmur of grunts and groans.

"That's the one, doll face. So what was it? Did the serum not work on the cap's star spangled dangle?"

"N-n-noooo," you squirm and latch onto his wrist, "stop. Stop."

"Stop what, baby? You're acting like you weren't begging for it. Come on, let's have some fun."

"I don't... I don't want you. You're mean," you sniffle and shove against his shoulder, "you're....you're... you're evil!"

"And you fell for it. I'd rather be the big bad than some dimwitted slut," he lets you go, pushing you onto your back before he stands. He rolls his head on his neck and squares his shoulders as he paces a circle around you, "it's always a bit more fun when they fight."

You glare at him. Down there, on your knees, weak, beneath him. As low as low can be. You deserve this. You deserve to suffer.

You watch him unbuckle his belt. He snickers as he comes closer, mocking you as he gropes the front of his pants. He pokes his tongue out lewdly and you sink down into your pit.

A shell of numbness encases you. You hear Candy snarling and Coco thrashing from either side of you. You're not like them, you're not a fighter.

You dragged them into this. Your only friends. How they must hate you. You hope they do. You hope they hate you as much your despise yourself.