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[bazpire]

When you give a mouse a cookie

(or when you give a mutt your hole)

Cw: filthy smut w/ little to no plot, dom/sub dynamic, bottom Baaabe, top Asher, gender neutral Baaabe, puppy play (-ish), slight degradation, praise, breeding, edging.

(Edited in cause I forgot lmao sorry) Taglist: Both: @indigo-greer-collins @ch3zzz @kxemii @darlin-collins @plutocries @ambrose-mp4 @elles-roses

"Do you promise to be good?" Baaabe asked harshly, tugging their mate's leash.

Asher whined and pawed at their thigh. "Yes, yes, yes! I promise, I swear, please..."

"Hm," they tilted their head. "Really? Cause last time you were a dick."

"I promise, babe, please!" He borderline shouted. His cruel, beautiful partner had been teasing him all week with letting him top, alongside edging him and leaving him to take care of himself, never allowing him to even cum on their hand. He felt like his brain was on fire, and he'd probably cry if they didn't let him fuck them, or at least make him cum with their body.

They giggled while looking down at him. "Alright, alright, no need to get all fuzzy." They laid down on the bed, guiding him with the leash to get on top of them. "You wanna please your mate, don't you? You wanna make me feel good?"

Asher was salivating at the thought. "Yes, yes, I do. Please, babe."

"Mhm? You gonna fill me up and make me cum?" They asked lasciviously, looking up at him through their eyelashes. Even when below him, they were in full control, toying with his leash and moving him around exactly like they wanted him to.

"Yes, I will, babe, please, let me..." he pressed himself against their entrance.

"Go right on ahead, puppy. You've earned it." He pushed inside of them as soon as he was allowed to, gaining a low groan out of them, himself whining in relief.

"Fuck, yes, finally. Fuck, you feel so good, feel so good, babe, God!" He started moving, hugging around their shoulders and trying to get deeper.

"Oh fuck, Ash, gentle, gentle, gentle, fuck!" They tugged on his leash, pulling him away. He cried out. "What the royal fuck did I just said? Do you want me to put you in a cage the next week? Jesus..."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, babe, did I hurt you?" He rushed over to them, alarmed and worried.

"I'm fine, just... God damn it, Ash, what did I just say? Fucking gentle."

"I know, I know, I'm sorry, I got carried away."

They sighed, laying back down and guiding him back on top of them. "Do you... do you still want to?" He asked them, still fussing over them.

"Of course I do, that's why I'm putting you back in, but this time I'm guiding. Plus, God knows what bullshit you pull if I make you wait another week." They didn't let him answer, as their fingers were immediately on his dick, guiding him into them.

Once fully inside, he started grinding, waiting for them to say that it was okay to move.

"Ah, Ash, fuck, you're so deep, go slow."

And so he did.

For about five seconds.

"Ah, ah, baaabe, can I go faster? Please? Please?" He licked and sucked all over their neck and chest, coating them with his drool and making them sigh in pleasure. "Please, please, pleaaaase let me speed up, I wanna make you feel good, wanna fuck you so so good."

"Fuck, fuck, Ash, you can go a little bit faster."

And that was them basically signing up for their demise, because as soon as he was allowed, he was drilling into them.

"Fuck, yes! Feels so good, you feel so good, babe, wanna fuck you so good, wanna breed, breed, I wanna breed you so badly"

"Ah, ah, ah, Asher- Ash! Oh my fucking god, it's so much, so good, fuck!"

He grabbed them by the back of their knees, pushing their legs up into their chest and thrusting even deeper, the quick pace never faltering. The pleasure was too much, their mind was in a haze where all they could see, all they could smell, all they could feel was their lover hitting every sensitive spot inside them. It was so much. They dropped the leash and grabbed onto him, wrapping their arms around him and clawing at his back.

"Ah- ah, Ash, please, slow down, I'm getting close."

"I can't, I can't, I can't, babe, I need to breed you, I need you to cum all over my dick, I need your scent all over me, please, please, please, I'll do anything, I'll make you cum as many times as you want, just let me fill you up, baby." He panted against their ear, licking and biting their sensitive earlobe, making them tighten around him.

Baaabe arched their back off of the bed, clawing at the bedsheets and shouting as they raptured. "Ash, Ash, yes, I'm cumming, cumming all over you." They grabbed his shoulders, pulling him in as close as possible with their legs on the way. "Cum, cum, cum in me, breed me, fucking claim your mate."

And without letting them wait for too long, Asher spilt inside them, coating their insides white and whining out in pleasure.

They stayed like that, panting and basking in their afterglow, enjoying each other's closeness.

That is, until Baaabe came back to their senses.

"Ash, you fucking asshole, I'm never letting you top again."

[kingkaizen]

𝓫𝓻𝓮𝓮𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰

∘ desc: toji enjoys filling you up <3

∘ ft: toji

∘ includes: mating press, daddy kink, spitting, choking, size kink, full nelson, creampie

“Don’t run from it.”

Your legs ache, carelessly thrown over Toji’s broad shoulders as he keeps you locked in underneath him. You’re pushing tirelessly against him, hands pushing on his arms to try to move your body away from him. It’s no use as he continues to pound into you, heavy balls slapping against the curve of your ass. 

“It’s too much Toji!” You whine underneath him, large body towering over yours. It feels like he’s splitting you in two, arms caging around you to keep you in place. “So deep..feel you up here.” His eyes follow your hand as you place it on your stomach. You feel his cock twitch inside of you, turned on by the thought of being that far inside.

“You can take it, slut. You asked for this, asked for me to fuck you like this.” Toji sneered, watching the way your eyes rolled back, mouth permanently hung open from your lack of motor control. His lips pursed together, collecting enough saliva in his mouth before spitting it into yours. You swallowed, showing him your clean tongue as he gripped your chin. “See, you can be a good girl when you actually use your brain.” Toji teased, “Go ahead and look at the mess you’re making on me.” 

You could barely even keep your eyes open, let alone tilt your head down. You whimpered in response as he gave you a sharp thrust. “Did you hear what I said or is your brain too occupied with something else?” He wasn’t wrong, all you could think about was how the tip of his cock continuously hit that sweet spot over and over again. How good his pelvis felt rubbing against your throbbing clit every time your bodies met. 

Before your brain could process what was happening, Toji completely pulled out, manhandling your body and placing you with your back against his chest. His arms hooked underneath your knees, large biceps resting against the fat of your thighs. You were completely exposed, his large cock threatening to enter you once again, tip kissing your entrance.

“Tell me what I want to hear, pretty girl.” Toji whispered in your ear, your pussy throbbing with need as he teases you. “If you say it I’ll fill you up again real good.” It turns you on how strong he is, already having you in a full nelson but also lining your warm cunt against his length, juices coating him completely.

“Daddy..please fuck me.” You whine, a gasp leaving your lips next when he finally drops you, stretching you out as much as possible. This angle causes him to feel even deeper inside, your brain completely fogging over as you forget how to even speak. He tilts your head forward, forcing you to watch him move in and out of you in a rough yet consistent rhythm. He groans, watching you cream all over him as a ring forms around his base. 

“Fuck, look at how much you’re creaming for me.” He starts moving even faster, tight balls slapping against you as they begin to tighten up. “Gonna fuck my cum so deep inside. I can’t wait to see how full you look when I’m done with you.” He’s rambling in your ear and you can barely process it all. You feel him begin to twitch inside of you, thrusts becoming more erratic by the second. “Cum inside of me…I want it so bad…wanna be filled up.” You repeat these words, listening to the way Toji’s breathing becomes more and more labored. The knot in your stomach tightens up before you can’t hold it anymore, gushing around his cock. He groans before dumping his cum inside of you, fully pulling yourself down, making you take it all.

Taking some time to catch your breaths, he finally unhooks your legs as you sigh in relief, not realizing how sore they were starting to become. He moves himself from behind you and lingers in front of you, spreading your legs once more. His hungry eyes rake over your entire body before stopping at your core. His cum has already begun to leak out, cunt throbbing as the warm substance pools between your legs. He quickly makes a point to slowly insert two fingers in, making you whine given how sensitive you are in that moment.

“Gotta make sure none of it leaks out or else I might have to fill you up all over again.”

© kingkaizen | do not copy, steal, or duplicate!

[gojosprettyprincess]

"Pleasepleaseplease m'gonna cum, can I cum please, wanna fill you up s'badly" he begged looking down at you with those desperate eyes prickling with tears, you felt his cock twitching inside of you as he's recklessly rutting his hips deeper into you, the audible squelch of your cunt was absolutely filthy, He was pounding you so fucking hard, like a desperate dog in heat. One thing about Choso is that he gets absolutely fucking wild when he's close to cumming, your cunt drives him crazy.

"Y-yesyes cho g-go ahead" you blattered out, shaking your head in affirmation. That's just all he needed to hear before emptying his balls into your tight little cunny. "M'cumming, M'cumming! Fuckkkk" he cried out, hot ropes of cum filling your cunt, he continues pounding you, fucking his cum deeper and deeper into your hole before he collapses on top of you, panting and breathing heavily while reaching to latch his mouth onto one of your nipples, swirling his tongue around the small bud while his seed is leaking out of your pussy, dripping onto your asshole and onto the bedsheets.

He continues circling his tongue around your nipple, sucking on it like a hungry little baby while pinching the other one, groaning while looking up at your face, to see how good he's making you feel, he loves it so much, looking at your face while he fucks you, seeing how your eye roll back while your moaning and clenching around his cock, it makes him feel proud because he's the cause of it.

He releases his mouth from your boob, moving up to your neck, trailing wet kisses from your neck to your jawline while murmuring "I love you, Love you s'fucking much" ,his hot breathe fanning your skin before moving his head back down to bury it in the crook of your neck, while your brushing your fingers through his messy hair damp with sweat. "I love you too choso" you replied smiling, playfully messing up his hair, while his cock is still buried deep inside of you to the hilt.

Bonus

This is what Choso would sound like when he's about to cum. ૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა

[nuemanfilms]

can you do sam winchester dressing us up in all pink like a doll and making us sit on his lap nsfw

Sam loved to see you dressed up, he loved when you dressed up for him. For his eyes only. Seeing you in such a vulnerable state. That state was for him to see and him only.

Right now, you were in the bathroom, putting on the lingerie he bought for you. It was pink, and fluffy, soft aswell, and that’s three of the things you enjoyed about it.

The most important thing was seeing how Sam would eye you up and down like you were his prey. As you adjusted the straps, and zipped up the back, you could feel the lingerie already getting damp at the thought of how he would pleasure you tonight.

As you walked out, Sam eyes widened. You looked better than imagination.. and he felt his pants tightening.

“C’mere, Honey, sit.” He commanded, spreading his legs wider for you to make room on his thigh. You gasped at the friction against your sensitive nub.

“You’ve been good for me, hm?” He brushed the piece of hair out of your face. Tucking it behind your ear. You could feel your core throb at his teasing words.

“Yes, sir.”

“Good girl.” He praised, he bounced his leg up, and you let out a moan. He smirked, and gripped your hips. “You wanna ride my thigh, baby?” He cooed.

“Or do you want my cock?”

“I wan’ to ride you.. Please, sir?” He had to stifle a low groan. “Yeah go on, Baby.. undo my belt.”

You knew he liked that title, the title you picked out for him along with numerous others. You undid his belt, and reached into his boxers to pull his heavy cock out. You were about to take off your panties before he stopped you. Reaching his own hand down to pull them to the side. He felt your wetness.

“Fuck.. you’re dripping wet, Sweet girl.” He groaned, “C’mon, lower y’self down… That’s my girl— so fucking warm.”

You mewled, feeling him slide into your tight heat caused you to gush around his cock even more. He gave a slap to your ass and told you, “Cmon, Baby.. fuck yourself on my dick.” You nodded, beginning to ground your hips against him while he was balls deep.

“mm— Sammy..” you whined, feeling his tip probe at your g-spot.

“Yeah, you got it, baby..” He praised, and it wasn’t long until he was helping you moved your hips. This was it, the pleasure you desired, the pleasure you craved..

But nothing could compare to the real thing.

“Can I- Can I cum? Pleaseplease let me cum..” You begged, and he let out a loud groan. “Yeah, yeah go ahead, Love, cum on my cock.”

When you came with a cry, Sam couldn’t help the spurts that filled your insides deliciously.

[halfwayhearted]

hii < 3 i saw that you write for gavi and i was wondering if you would do one for pedri gonzalez or ferran torres? maybe something to do with the brothers best friend trope? 😋 i love your writing!!

I Think He Knows — Pedri González.

Pairing: Pedri González × GaviraSister!Reader

Summary: You hadn’t intended to fall for your brother’s best friend. So, when you realized you did, you distanced yourself from him. He was curious as to why. If only he knew… did he?

Word Count: 1K+

Disclaimer/s — Slight angst, no use of Y/N, a little confusing (?), and I think that’s it!

A/N: THANK YOU 😭😭😭, and thank you for this beautiful request I love you…

You were convinced you were completely and utterly screwed.

See, now falling head over heels for someone was, in your opinion, a delightful experience—ideal and very, very welcoming. Yet, it was the person you found yourself deeply enamored with that caused you to pause and backtrack.

Because Pedri? As in Pedri González? As in your brother’s literal best friend of years? Yeah, right.

It wouldn’t work. You were sure of it, in fact.

However, you found yourself uncertain whether you were attempting to convince others or, in truth, yourself—

“Hey, Pedri and I are heading to the gas station,” your brother, Gavi, says. “Wanna come?”

You had the answer on the tip of your tongue. No, but thanks. Though, the thought of getting a handful of your favorite snacks made you sigh and reluctantly nod your head, “Yeah, I’ll go.”

He hummed in response and left your room. The sounds of conversation filled your ears as you slip on your shoes and throw on a hoodie.

You knew this wouldn’t end up being as bad as you expected. So by the time you opened the back door and hopped in, your nerves were gone.

As the music blared through your ears, brief conversations and laughter floated around you, none of which involved you (thankfully), allowing you to remain lost in your own thoughts.

And that’s how it stayed when you arrived, got out, and immediately walked inside, ignoring the way Pedri tried oh-so-hard to have your gaze meet his. You wouldn’t do that to yourself.

Once everything was done and paid for, you wanted nothing more than to go back home and eat your snacks in the comfort of your own bed.

But, of course! Things don’t always go your way.

Gavi came to a sudden halt just as you and Pedri stepped out, prompting both of you to furrow your brows in confusion, awaiting an explanation. “Wait—I need to see if they have this thing I’ve been looking for. Go ahead and start the car; I’ll be there in a bit.”

Oh, right. Right, of course.

“Okay,” you drawled, spinning on your heel and making a swift beeline for the backseat. You paused, waiting for him to unlock the door, but he didn’t, causing you to narrow your eyes at him over your shoulder. With a laugh, he finally unlocks it, the sound like music to your ears.

Oh, please.

Once the both of you are in, you set your phone down and find the courage to speak up, “Hey, can you hand me my stuff, please?”

He does nothing but hum in response to your question, the sound of the bag crinkling echoing throughout the car until he reaches over the headrest to hand you one of the however many items you bought. You grab it and set it aside before moving to grab the next one.

Just as you set down your third bag and reach out, you practically jump out of your skin. Instead of the familiar smooth and noisy sound of your snacks, your fingers brush against something unexpectedly calloused and warm. His hand.

You’re about to let go when his fingers tighten around yours. “Pedri,” you warn softly, his name carrying an unspoken plea, a delicate command wrapped in a single word: let go.

“Talk to me,” he finally speaks.

Your eyebrows furrow, “I have nothing to say.”

Pedri quickly scoffs at that. “You have nothing to say?” That much was obvious. Initially, when you ignored his greeting, he thought you might not have heard him. But when he asked you a question, and you looked at him, quickly made up an excuse, and scurried off, he realized something was up. The final straw was tonight, when you couldn’t even be bothered to meet his gaze.

“I have nothing to say,” you repeated. He couldn’t help but let out another scoff, making your eyes narrow in annoyance. “Is there a problem?”

“You’ve been avoiding me.”

Oh!

The corners of your lips tug into a deep frown. “No, I haven't,” you insist.

Yes, you have.

But you wouldn’t let him, of all people, know that.

“You have,” he continued, “If I did something wrong and you’re not telling me, then how can I prevent myself from repeating it in the future?”

Oh, you hate him. You hate him so bad.

What you hate more than anything else is the way you’re blatantly lying to yourself.

Your expression softens, and with a sigh, you murmur, “It has nothing to do with you.”

“Then why haven’t you talked to me?”

“Do I always have to talk to you?” You blurted out, frustration evident in your voice. Wow, thanks! “You’re my brother’s friend, not mine. I don’t have to have conversations with you, Pedri.”

With that having been said, he’s quiet. And you mentally scold yourself for being so stupid, “I didn’t mean it like that, I’m sorry. I just mean—”

“I know what you meant,” he interjects harshly, causing a grimace to spread across your face as you start to lean back. But then, you feel his hand squeeze yours three times, exactly three times, and your eyebrows, once pinched in tension, raise in surprise. “I—sorry.”

Three times.

You couldn’t help but let a smile grace your lips. Were you really arguing over something so trivial when that just happened? You liked him—loved him, even—and here you were, lying not only to him but also to yourself. And for some reason, he seemed to understand that. The tension that once hung heavy in the air began to dissipate as you saw him staring at you through the side-view mirror, a love struck smile present on his own.

It was at that very moment you realized he knew just how you felt. And it was then he came to the realization that he had liked you back. Loved?

You’d just have to find out.

You decided to set your questions aside for another day. Instead, you chose to bask in the silly, giddy mood that slowly filled the car. You weren’t even disappointed when he let go of your hand as Gavi emerged from the gas station.

The only thing that truly mattered to you were the three gentle squeezes of his hand, conveying a meaning that was clearly unmistakable.

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DT(s) — @pedrilcvr ! ౨ৎ

[daddyslilchickenfingers2]

Shower Sex (Chris)

Request: none

Warnings: getting caught masturbating, shower sex (obvi), super cringe, daddy kink

A/N: this was one of the fics i wrote very early on so I apologize if it’s bad. SO SORRY ITS POSTED SO LATE IVE BEEN SO BUSY TODAY

Y/n’s pov

I had just taken a shower and got out, going to grab my blow dryer brush to dry my hair but yet again Chris had stolen it. I rolled my eyes and put my robe on as I went down the hall to Chris’ room to get it back. I could hear his music playing and I assumed he’d be in the corner gaming, so I just walked straight into his bathroom but I was met by sight I was most definitely not expecting to see, all I can say is thank god for glass showers.

There Chris was in the shower, dick in hand as he leaned against the wall. “Oh shit, yeah just like that baby, suck my fucking dick Y/n!” I was shocked to hear him moaning my name. I gasped making his hand still and eyes shoot open “Y/n! What the fuck are you doing, how long have you been standing there!? Get out!” I looked down at his hard cock before looking up at his flushed face with a cheesy grin. “Do you really want me to get out? Because it sure didn’t sound like that a second ago.” I teased as I walked closer to the shower door.

“St-stop, why are you here?” he nervously asked “Well I was coming to get my blow dryer but I think I like this distraction better.” I said as I loosened my short robe. “Shut up.” Chris opened the shower door, no longer embarrassed but 10x hornier “You know my name sounds pretty good coming out of your mouth, wonder how it would sound coming from above me.” I loosened my robe a little more, so it was now barely covering my tits.

Chris unties my robe and pushes it off my shoulders, grabbing my arm and yanking me it to shower. He closes the shower door before wrapping his hand around my throat and slamming me against the cold tile wall of the shower. “I thought I told you to fucking shut up. God, you’re such a whore, standing there watching me jack off.” he pressed himself against me and let go of my throat.

I quickly flipped us around catching him by surprise. “Wha-“ I smashed our lips together before he could finish. I pulled away quickly getting down on my knees “You wanted me to suck your dick, now’s your chance, slutty boy.” Chris’ dick visibly twitched at my words. He took his dick in his hand, tapping his tip against my lips, saying “Put your hands behind your back and open your fucking mouth.” I did as he said, sticking my tongue out. He roughly shoved his large cock into my mouth making me gag when the tip hit the back of my throat. I started bobbing my head up and down, sucking hard on the tip when Chris’ hand came to the back of my head forcing me to take the whole thing and holding me there for a moment. He started using his hand to decide the speed he wanted but quickly ended up using both hands to hold my head in place “Gonna fuck that slutty little mouth of yours princess.” he told me before thrusting his cock in and out of my mouth.

The sounds of Chris’ groans and me gagging quickly filled the shower as his tip kept hitting the back of my throat. “Fuck, just like that baby mhm sucking daddy’s cock so well!” His dirty talk caused me to moan around him causing his hips to sputter for a second before he pulled me off. “I don’t wanna cum just yet princess.” he told me while pulling me up by my hair. I was quickly pressed against the cold tile wall as Chris aggressively pressed his lips to mine in a hot and sloppy kiss. He brought my left leg up around his waist, running two fingers through my folds before shoving them inside. Chris’ fingers moved quickly in and out of me while he rubbed my clit and started sucking hickies onto my neck making me whine. “You think you’re for the real thing yet baby?” He whispered in my ear, “Please daddy, need your cock now!” I moaned.

Chris wasted no time, pulling his fingers out and shoving them into my mouth, “Go ahead baby, put daddy’s cock in you.” he instructed me. I lined Chris’ cock up with my hole before he thrust into me, his free hand helping me keep my left leg up. He started slowly thrusting into me as he left sloppy kisses along my neck and chest.

“You’re s-so big daddy, f-faster please.”I moaned making Chris pull away from my neck to look at me. He placed his lips onto mine, slightly biting my lip while squeezing hip tightly before he pulled away. “You want me to go faster baby?” he murmured against my lips.

I let out a whimper due to his slow trusts as an answer, “Yeah? Okay jump and I’ll fuck you faster.” I jumped and Chris caught me. He used the wall to help hold me up and started thrusting faster and harder making me a moan mess.

“Like that? God you’re such a fucking whore, my brothers are gonna hear you! Bet that’s what you want huh? You want Nick and Matt to hear you being fucked like a slut don’t you?” He said seductively while groaning. My moans and whines were pretty loud so the other two brothers had definitely heard me at this point. “Yes daddy, want them to hear you making me feel so good.” I whine/moaned out, Chris’ hand snaked between our body’s and he rubbed my clit.

My nails scratched down his back before I brought one up to pull on his hair, “Kiss me, please.” I begged. Chris quickly obliged as we started having a rough makeout session, licking and biting at each other’s mouths. His thrusts were getting more aggressive as both our moans grew increasingly louder “Fuck, you’re so tight for me baby! Gonna let me cum in that tight little cunt of yours?” he spoke against my ear.

“S-So close ca-can I please cum daddy? I’ve been a good girl for you, please!” I begged him in a whiny moan. “Go ahead, cum on my cock like the good little whore you are.” Chris responded with a smirk as his fingers rubbed my clit faster. I hid my head in Chris’ neck in an attempt to suppress my moans, failing as they were loud either way.

“Thank you daddy- ohh fuck I’m cumming!” I announced as a came around his cock. Chris was still chasing his own high, no longer rubbing my clit as he held onto my hips. Too focused on making himself cum he didn’t realize I was being overstimulated until I tightened around him again. “Fuck, I’m cumming again- mhm yes, shit!” I cried out.

I came for a second time “That’s my good girl, cumming on my cock twice tonight- fuck.” he praised in a growl as he came inside me. His hip’s stilled for a moment as we caught our breath before slowly pulling out. We both hissed at the feeling of being sensitive as he send me down onto my feet. My legs were slightly shaking and sore so I wrapped my arms around Chris’ neck for support.

His hands were still firmly planted on my waist as he pulled us away from the wall. Capturing my lips in a passionate kiss, full of so many emotions. “God, I love you Y/n! I’m not just saying that because we had sex, I mean I’m literally in love with you. I always have been and I always will be.” Chris confessed as we pulled away. “I love you too Chris, so fucking much.” I replied as I placed a soft kiss on his lips. This was definitely going to become more than we thought it would as after that we were basically inseparable.

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[anlxcqrd]

𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄

sypnosis: the strongest lets you wear his blindfold and things escalated very quickly.

contains: friends to lovers? p in v, oral sex, etc.

pairings: gojo satoru/reader

warnings: mdni nsfw ahead!

a/n: took a break and now im here. sorry if it sucks cause i didn't proofread it cause im still busy :(

"Like who puts milk first? Some people are just a bunch of psychos!" He clasps both sides of his head in a dramatic way as he ranted.

"Uh huh"

"Don't give me that 'oh it's to prevent my cereal from getting soggy' shit. I can't understand them Y/N!" He whined and you put your mug down on the coffee table where his long legs where resting.

"You know what I don't understand?" You look at him and he tilts his head to the side as if to say 'what'. "How you can see through your blindfold. I get that you have the six eyes but i dont get how the seeing through shits works. Can you also see other objects?" You look at him as if he was a flat earther and he only laughs.

"That's cause im cool." He arrogantly brushed his hair back. "And only cool people can do this!" You roll your eyes knowing you're not getting a proper answer from him.

"Wanna try wearing it?" He asks you and you immediately shake your head. "No! You're gonna tire yourself out and I was just-" he cuts you off. "Look, I might say that a lot but trust me I'm not that weak and its only for fun! Its not like you're going to burn it or something."

His long fingers then trail to the top of his blindfold and pulled it down slowly. There you can see his mesmerizing azure eyes staring down at you. "Here." He hands you his blindfold.

You reluctantly take it from him and you slide it on. As expected, you can't see anything. Just right before you can take it off, a pair of lips meet yours, capturing you in a tender yet deep kiss.

"Mmh!" You push him away and took off the blindfold. You see him looking at you with a flushed face. "Y/N I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me I just-" you kiss him cutting off whatever he said. His eyes widen and immediately kisses you back.

And thats how you end up face down ass up taking in the meanest backshots you've ever received. "Fuck!" He spanked your ass hard making you squirm. His huge hands gripped your hips hard to keep you in place.

The way he was pistoning into you made you tear up from how it good it felt. You wish you can see him through the blindfold that was preventing you from seeing.

"Satoruuu" you whine as he rubbed tight circles on your clit making your legs tremble. His tip was kissing your g-spot trying his best not to hit your cervix and cause any discomfort. "Y/N" he whimpered your name, he feels like his hips had a mind of its own, moving on its own like it was a hungry beast.

As the teacher's lounge was filled with sounds of your hips hitting each other along with your moans and whimpers. He flips you on your back and kisses you again. This abyss is something you never want to escape. Your souls were colliding, fading into each other as you made love with passion.

"I'm cummin' ngh can i cum in you? Please let me cum in you." He begged desperate to release himself inside your gummy walls.

"yes please cum in me. Fill me up satoru." You nod vigorously, drunk in his touch and love. He kneaded your breasts, pulling and pinching them as he picks his pace up desperate to cum.

"Ah-yes fuck yes!" He groaned feeling his balls tighten as they hit your ass. "Don't stop, please! Fuck right there yes!!" Your eyes roll back behind the fabric as you fill his warm cum fill you up.

His trembling hands sloppily takes off the blindfold, giving you access to see again. He groped your breast and sucked the other one as he grinds into you again.

You kiss him before moving down to his still-hard cock. You kiss his tip and pre cum leaked out of him. As you start sucking him off he licks a long stripe on your cunt making you gasp and almost lose your balance. "Ah! Satoru wait- ngh!" He only pushes your head further down and fucks your mouth.

after what felt like an eternity you both reached your limits and is now cuddled up on the couch. You kiss his cheek and he holds you closer.

The silence went on for a long time until you hear the door open.

Oh shit.

[blueberrybeomgyu]

୨⎯ "pretty mess" ⎯୧ (mjh)

+*:🐨:*﹤descrip. : making jaehyun a pretty mess <3

+*:🥯:*﹤content : sub!anton x fem!reader/dom!reader (i think)

+*:🫐:*﹤warnings : dom!reader, 18+, cockrings, reader calls jh "baby, sweetie pie, baby boy," and "sweet boy", jh maybe slips into subspace here but im not really sure i didnt write it out, ig you could call this edging of sorts, reverse cowgirl but only for a wee bit

+*:🩶:*﹤wc : 1.2K

+*:🍞:*﹤a/n : this probably has typos but im not feeling great today so please just ignore those, babies

+*:🐨:*﹤masterlist

✧･ﾟ: *

Underneath you, Jaehyun mewls desperately, fingers twitching where his hands are laying against the bed sheets. He's physically drained, so tired he can barely move, but he's still so tense, vibrating under you as you bounce up and down his cock. You're facing away from him, using his knees as leverage, because you know if you look at his face, splotchy with tears and nose snotty, you'll give in quicker than you’d like to.

"What's the matter, Jae? Something wrong?" You ask breathlessly, feigning ignorance and working yourself on his cock. Every now and then, his hips twitch weakly, causing the head of his cock to bump into your sweet spot and making you gasp before you recollect yourself.

Jaehyun babbles a mess of incoherent pleas and complaints, and you can barely make out "cum, n-need t-to-- pl-" through his ragged breaths and loud gasps. 

"If you need to cum, why don't you? Go ahead, baby. Just do it." You tease, putting on your most innocent voice through your own shaky sighs and low moans. You're glad he can't see your devious smirk – you've gotta keep the act up, after all. 

You bottom out and roll your hips. Jaehyun starts babbling again, thighs shaking as he weakly thrusts up into your cunt.

It drives him crazy, the feeling of being so close to release but having no way to reach it. He's so frustrated that he's crying, tears trailing down his cheeks and wetting his neck, as well as the pillow he's laying on. 

His head is so fuzzy, and when you tighten around him, he sobs. You're so wet and warm, squishy walls squeezing him just right. He’s pretty sure he's going to explode if he doesn't get to cum soon, and he tells you this, or at least, he tries to–

"Need it, need it, mmfg, 'm gonna die, gonna die, fu– pleas–" He manages to mumble through heavy lips, and everything about him is so heavy, like he's underwater. The room is filled with such dirty, slopping sounds when you and Jaehyun’s hips meet, and he's so overwhelmed, so, so frustrated.

You’ve worked him through so many dry orgasms that his dick actually hurts. He just wants to cum, needs it desperately, but he can't, not with the snug ring you slipped around his cock earlier in the evening. He thinks he's going to have another dry orgasm, and the thought runs cold fear through his body, because he can't do it, he can't take it anymore, it hurts so bad, and he wishes you could read his mind, because his tongue is thick and useless in his mouth, too heavy for him to get it to work.

"Hyunnie?" You call out. By now, you've stopped the hip movement, after calling out to Jaehyun for a couple of minutes and not getting a response. He kind of reacts, whining weakly at the feeling of your cunt pulsing around his shaft. Jaehyun shudders as you pull off of him, slipping his hard length out of your wet cunt, and now he’s cold, and this is somehow worse. Then, you turn around to look at him, and every complaint he has dies on his tongue. Your own hair is a bit messy, lip gloss smudged, and he finds comfort in knowing you’re also affected by this. You’re stunning, and he whines again, quietly, as his cock twitches uselessly.

To you, Jaehyun is just as pretty. His cheeks are such a deep shade of red, and his eyes are barely open, lashes fluttering prettily at you. There's a thin trail of drool running down the side of his mouth. You almost wanna lick it up, feed it back into his mouth for him, but you have at least a little self control left. 

Guilt pricks at you when you take in his state – his body is limp against the bed, chest heaving and lips turned down in displeasure. His penis is nearly throbbing, pulsing against his stomach and leaking precum into his belly button. 

"Sweetie pie, I’m sorry. You must’ve needed me so badly, huh?" You coo, kissing his tear-stained cheeks and running your fingers through his sweat-damp hair. "Can you give me a color?"

He doesn't respond for a minute, lost in the sea of his mind, and you rub his biceps soothingly to give him time. Once the question finally reaches his ears, he mumbles something weakly.

"What was that?"

"Gree- g-green, c-color's green." You hum at that, looking over his fucked-out state. His eyes unfocus every couple of seconds as he tries to look at you, eyebrows furrowed, and you decide that maybe he’s reached his limit.

"Think you're ready to cum, baby boy?" He shakes his head, or something like that, the movement is aborted halfway through, and his head falls against the pillows again.  

"Can't, can't, n-need-" 

You shush his struggling words and straddle his lap, hovering over his thighs and trailing your hands down his stomach.

"It's okay, I've got you, yeah?" You nod, and Jaehyun tries to nod with you, but it's jerky and awkward. His back arches when you wrap a hand around his member and start stroking it slowly.

"Haaah- ple-- pleas' don make me, hurts so bad." 

You tell him that it's okay, that you won't make him suffer through another dry orgasm. 

Jaehyun’s hips follow you when you start sliding the ring off of his cock, whining about how it's not gonna come off, it's stuck, it’s gonna hurt. You hold his hip down with your free hand, placing a gentle kiss on his tip. His hips twitch, trying to chase the feeling, but your hold is firm. His cock drools precum pathetically, and you spread it along his shaft, using the wetness to slide the ring off with a pop!

Jaehyun lets out a heavy sigh of relief, and his body melts into the bed at the feeling of his penis finally being free. 

"Gonna let you cum now, Myungie. Wanna make a mess for me?" You ask, straddling his hips, and Jaehyun's nodding desperately, aggressively before you even finish your statement. When his tip pushes against your opening, his mouth drops open, and his back lifts off the bed again, arching as you slide him back into you.

You're facing him now, and you regret not doing it sooner, because he's absolutely stunning, face scrunched up in pleasure.

"Mm, you're so good, Hyunnie. You always do so well, my sweet boy." You praise in between your own gasps and moans, grinding Jaehyun's cock right into your sweet spot. Jaehyun’s shaking like a leaf, fingers gripping your hips. His mouth is still open, making no move to hide his loud, desperate whimpers and moans. Spit pools in his mouth and drools down the side of his chin. Sparks dance behind your eyelids, and you kiss Jaehyun's cheek before leaning into his ear.

"Cum for me, baby boy." And he does, almost immediately, eyes rolling back before his lids squeeze shut, and his moans are so high pitched, so helpless and pitiful that the sound helps send you over the edge, buzzing while taking in Jaehyun's ruined appearance.

You fuck him through it, ignoring his cries of how sensitive he is. You grind your cores together until his hips are jerking up into yours again, only pulling off then. 

You clean him up, kiss him, dote on him until his eyes are less spacey and he’s giggling when you tickle his sides. He’s so special, so amazing, deserves the best, and you tell him that until he’s snoring softly against your chest.

✧･ﾟ: *

[96kurtswrld]

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚🦋˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡

guys tmi i'm ovulating i'm so sorry i gotta share my thoughts nsfw 18+ minors shoo, fem reader, thigh riding, regular riding, creampie (whoops), wrap it before you tap it guys pls, a little nipple play. steve is so handsy and so mouthy i'm sorry. fem nicknames like honey, pretty girl, good girl, baby ect. flustered fem reader (is that a warning? idk but i'll include it anyways), really just pure freaking filth tbh and it's probably a little inaccurate i am not a smut writer at all but i had to share okay enjoy pls

thinking about riding steve....it started as an innocent afternoon on the couch together. a rare day off of work for steve. there's a movie playing on the tv but you've since long forgotten about it, too focused on steve's hand that rests on your thigh. and then his hand had inched higher. and then before you knew it he had you in his lap, straddling one of his thighs as you ground against it. your head resting on his chest as you moved, his hands on your hips helping to guide you as he pressed soft kisses to your jaw. eventually the tent in his jeans is too much to ignore, and your undoing his button and pawing off his pants before he can even register it. he's slide his hands around to grab the front of your shirt, lifting it up and tossing it on the other end of the couch. his hands softly trace up the curve of your tummy until he's cupping a boob in each hand, kneading them. your head tilts back in a moan, steve taking advantage to lean forward and kiss your throat, his lips moving down your chest.

his hand cups your left breast while he kisses the right one, his lips closing around your nipple as he takes it between his teeth, gently biting on the hardened bud. a gasp leaves you, causing steve to smirk as he pulls off and does the same to the other side. his hands eventually fall to your hips, glancing down at the space between your laps. "gonna ride me, pretty girl?" he asks, his voice a low hum as he speaks to you. you nod your head at him, reaching down between your bodies to grab his hard, leaking cock. he shakes his head at you. "words, honey."

"yes, stevie. wanna ride you, please?" you beg softly, your hand still wrapped around his cock. he smirks at you again, the tease that he is, and gives you a nod of approval. "there's my good girl. go ahead, honey. make yourself feel good" he tells you, his eyes lidded as he licks his lips and leans his head back against the couch, eyes staring down at you carefully. he watches as you hover above him, lining yourself up before you oh so slowly slide down on his cock. you both let out small breaths of relief, giggling at each other as steve leans forward to press a kiss to your lips. he hums contentedly as he rests his hands on your hips, his grip gentle for now.

you start slow, rocking your hips back and forth on his cock as you lean forward to wrap your arms around his neck, bringing you closer to him. you press some light kisses to his jaw and neck, pulling more low moans out of him. eventually you move start to move faster, lifting yourself up and down. your walls feel delicious around his cock, warm and tight, gripping him the way you both enjoy. small pants escape youu as you work yourself up more and more. the wet sound of his cock slipping in and out of you filling the room. steve buries his face in your neck, small moans leaving him as you bounce on his cock. he pulls back slightly to look at you, captivated by your tits bouncing as you move.

steve leans forward again to bury his face in your neck, a low guttural groan leaving him as you work yourself closer and closer towards orgasm. he grips the fat of your hips roughly. "slow baby, slow...y'gonna kill me" he slurs against your neck. you whine at his words but do as he says, slowing your movements down to a soft roll of your hips again. "i was s'close" you pout, pulling yourself back until you can see his face again. he's got a lopsided smile on his face as he looks you up and down. "i know honey, i know" he sooths, his thumbs rubbing your hip. he leans forward again to press kisses to your chest, biting and kissing the skin until it turns that light purple color he loves to see. you moan out a whisper of his name, his cock twitching inside of you as he roughly kneads your hips. "don't wanna cum just yet" he mumbles against your chest, continuing to kiss across your chest, around your boobs, up to your shoulder, down your arm. you sigh and moan as he goes, it's music to steve's ears really. he loves pulling all those pretty little sounds out of you, making you feel good. he kisses his way back to the juncture of your neck, breathing in deeply before he starts rutting his hips upwards, a gasp turned moan falling from your lips. you grip his shoulders tightly, as he quickly picks up the pace, rutting up into you rough and fast. "steve....oh my god" you whine into his ear, he grips your hips hard. he lifts you up and down in time with his thrusts, making sure his cock is buried inside you deep before pulling out and slamming back in. his tip hits your cervix he's so deep.

"come on, honey. cum for me, yeah?" he begs right in your ear, his teeth gently nipping the lobe as he thrusts. "feel so good baby, christ" he whines, his pace frantic as he gets close himself, but he wants you to cum first. you pant and whine against his chest, feeling the coil in your lower stomach tightening. what throws you over the edge is one of steve's hands sliding down towards your cunt, the rough pads of his fingers finding your clit. your so sensitive and on the edge that it only takes another second after that for you to cum. steve slows as you cum, you can feel his smile against your neck as he helps you ride out your high. you involuntarily squeeze around him as you come down, the feeling surprising steve. he cums inside of you with a gasp of your name, his entire body going rigid as he softly ruts up into you to ride out his own high now. he presses kisses on your chest, kissing up your neck until he gets to your face. he presses three quick kisses to your lips, a fourth lingering kiss follows. he smiles against your lips and runs his hands up your sides, his touch featherlight and a complete contrast from the rough grip he had on your hips. "my beautiful girl, did so good for me" he praises quietly.

the rest of the night consists of actual cuddling and movie watching, snuggled up together on the couch under the same blanket, soft touches and shy smiles shared between the two of you until it's time to get ready for bed. of course, not without a second, proper round where steve can do all the work, letting his girl simply lay there and feel good.

[gravedigginbbydoll]

Could you do eddie and fem reader who are getting spicy in his van but she sees he went to their favorite fast food place without her but they don't wanna stop so they have sex while arguing

A/N: Hi! I'm so sorry to get to this so late! I wanted to do this justice! I changed it up a little, but it is the same idea? Kinda? Lol

CW: sex, smut, porn with plot?, Eddie x reader, no genitals or gender for reader mentioned, desperate! Eddie, riding Eddie, penetrative sex, unprotected (wrap it up, kids), sub! Eddie, dom! reader, kinda grumpy/mean! reader, food mentioned, etc.

Lesson Learned?

Sub! Eddie x Dom! Reader

Eddie was spent, his hands gripping your hips, thrusting in and out of you as you bounced on his cock, your eyes rolling back as you tried to grip something near you, the closest thing being the cupholder Eddie had in the back that was conveniently behind him. You grabbed at it, hands brushing something plastic that was wet and cold. You furrowed your brows as Eddie, continued to thrust up but stuttered a bit as you grabbed the object, bringing it up and out of the holder, curious as to where Eddie had stopped before he picked you up. 

“B-baby? What’s the matter?,” Eddie stuttered out, hips still thrusting into you despite your still body. 

You stared at the cup behind his head, recognizing the little blue windmill anywhere. 

Dutch Bros. 

The jackass went to Dutch Bros without you. 

You pulled the cup from behind Eddie’s head as you held it in front of his face, eyebrows furrowed and blood boiling. 

“What the fuck is this?”

Eddie swallows a bit, but looks confused, shrugging. “I got a Rebel because I was tired from work. Didn’t want to be too tired to visit my baby,” He purred, trying to lean in and kiss you as you shoved his face away. You gripped his chin with your hand, anger spurring inside you. 

“And you didn’t get me anything?” 

Eddie smiles weakly, shaking his head. “I’m sorry, I forgot what you usually get and-” 

You dropped the drink behind him into the holder and began once again riding him with reckless abandon, anger bubbling over at your boyfriend's mistake. He knew how much you loved Dutch Bros. And sure it was a simple mistake, but after the shitty day you’d had? It was the last straw. 

“Then fucking call and ask? Hm?” 

Eddie’s eyes rolled back as he seemed to try and clutch at you, his moans veering more into whines. “Fuck, baby…not so rough…I can’t-” 

You dug your nails into him. Dragging them down his chest and causing a guttural groan to escape his mouth. You leaned in and whispered, voice full of venom. “And now, you don’t get to cum until I let you.” You pulled back, an evil grin gracing your face as Eddie seemed to whimper, eyes wide and body strained. 

“Bu-but, I-”

You put a finger to his lips and continued to ride him, pleasuring yourself on his cock. You squeezed him, causing him to whimper. 

“Too bad.” 

Eddie’s body was shaking as he continued to thrust into you after your fifth orgasm, his brow getting that cute little furrow you loved so much. His poor cock was red at the tip as you continued to use him, your body practically spent from the pleasure. 

Eddie whimpered and seemed to practically sob, clearly overstimulated from all the edging and foreplay that he’d had for the past hour. 

“Please…please…baby…been so good…I’m sorry,” He whined out, voice almost raw. 

You gripped his hair, pulling a moan from his lips before a sob escaped them. 

“Fine…I guess you’ve paid for your mistake. Go ahead, baby. Been so good, you deserve to fill me up, hm?,” You purred, clawing lightly at his chest. 

Eddie groaned and started to thrust more erratically, his eyes rolling back as his hands roamed, desperate to touch any part of you. You felt your pleasure climb as well, finally snapping as Eddie groaned and spilled into you, his dick continuing to twitch as rope after rope of cum spurted into you. 

Eddie collapsed on top of you a bit, sighing before panting, hair painted to his forehead with sweat, his skin painted red with claw marks and bites. A perfect vision. 

“S-sorry…I’ll call next t-time,” He worked out still collapsed above you, making you smile devilishly to yourself. Guess he learned.

“It’s okay…I’m over it now.”

[obeymeshallwedateaddict]

I really loved the angsty fic I was supposed to protect you do you think you could do it but with the datables? If that’s too many characters then just Diavolo and Simeon and Luke.

(I know asking for Luke is 👿 because he’s just a child but I wanna sob and having him see MC die I think will do it)

Heyy I'm glad you liked the first part and sure. Part 2 is coming right up! I gotcha! Enjoy!

Author's note: This is part 2 of the story I was supposed to protect you which includes the demon brothers. You can find part 1 here.

Summary: During a fight MC(you) sees that the dateables + Luke won't be able to dodge the next attack so you take it instead of them, causing your death.

Contains: Angst

GN!MC x Diavolo, Barbatos, Solomon, Simeon, Luke

You can find more of my work here: Masterlist

I was supposed to protect you

Part 2

Diavolo

Diavolo, the future King of the Devildom, was a force to be reckoned with. His power was overwhelming, and his presence commanded respect. But even he, with all his strength and authority, was struggling. The battle had taken a toll on him, and for the first time, you saw doubt flicker across his face.

The enemy launched a devastating attack aimed directly at him, and for a moment, Diavolo didn’t have enough time to counter it. His eyes widened, realizing the danger too late.

Without a second thought, you threw yourself in front of the blast.

“MC!” Diavolo’s voice was filled with shock and horror, something you’d never heard from him before. He rushed to your side as you collapsed, his powerful hands catching you just before you hit the ground.

“Why would you...?” His voice trembled as he cradled you in his arms, his usual regal composure completely shattered. He was the Prince of the Devildom, yet he couldn’t stop this. He couldn’t stop you from slipping away.

You tried to smile, to show him you didn’t regret it, but it hurt too much to form words. Diavolo’s expression crumpled, tears gathering in his eyes as he held you tighter, as if he could somehow keep you with him.

“MC, please... I need you,” he whispered, his voice desperate and broken. But it was too late. You had saved him, and that was enough.

Barbatos

Barbatos was always composed, always several steps ahead of everyone else. His calm demeanor never wavered, even in the most dangerous situations. But this time, the enemy had caught him off guard. A powerful strike was coming his way, and for once, Barbatos didn’t see it coming in time.

You saw it before he did, though, and in an instant, you made your choice.

You stepped between Barbatos and the attack, taking the full brunt of the blow.

“MC...” Barbatos’s voice was softer than you had ever heard it, full of disbelief as you collapsed into his arms.

He knelt beside you, his normally composed face etched with something you had never seen before—genuine fear. “Why?” he whispered, his voice trembling slightly. “You didn’t need to do that.”

You tried to respond, but your body was growing heavier, the pain too overwhelming. Barbatos tightened his grip on you, his eyes dark with regret. For once, he hadn’t been able to predict what was going to happen. He hadn’t been able to save you.

“I... I should have protected you,” he murmured, his voice breaking in a way that was foreign to him. The timekeeper who was always in control, always calm, had lost something he couldn’t get back.

Solomon

Solomon, the ever-cunning sorcerer, was locked in a fierce battle with the enemy, casting spell after spell with a determined look on his face. But even the most powerful human had limits, and Solomon was nearing his.

The enemy’s next strike was aimed directly at Solomon, and for a moment, you saw the panic flash in his eyes. He couldn’t deflect it in time.

Without hesitation, you threw yourself between him and the attack, absorbing the impact yourself.

“MC!” Solomon’s voice rang out, full of horror and disbelief. His usual calm, teasing demeanor disappeared in an instant as he rushed to your side.

He knelt beside you, his hands shaking as he tried to stabilize you, casting healing spells in vain. “Why... why did you do that?” he asked, his voice trembling.

You could see the panic in his eyes as he realized that no amount of magic could save you. His hands moved frantically, trying to cast every spell he knew, but it wasn’t enough. You were slipping away, and there was nothing he could do.

“MC... I’m supposed to protect you,” Solomon whispered, his voice raw with emotion. “I... I promised I’d look after you...”

But even the most powerful sorcerer couldn’t stop death. And as your vision faded, you felt his grip tighten on you, the weight of his regret hanging heavy between you both.

Simeon

Simeon was an angel of light, a beacon of hope even in the darkest of times. But today, even he was struggling. The enemy’s attacks were relentless, and despite Simeon’s divine strength, he was starting to falter.

The enemy launched a strike aimed directly at him, one that could be fatal if it hit. Simeon’s eyes widened, but he wasn’t fast enough to block it.

You moved before you could think, throwing yourself in front of him just as the blow landed.

“MC!” Simeon’s voice was filled with shock, his usual gentle tone now laced with panic. He caught you as you fell, his strong arms cradling you as if you were the most precious thing in the world.

“Why...?” Simeon whispered, his voice trembling as he held you close. His eyes, usually so full of light and warmth, were now clouded with grief. “You didn’t have to... I would have been fine...”

You tried to smile, but the pain was too much. Simeon’s grip on you tightened, his wings trembling slightly as he leaned over you, his tears falling silently onto your skin.

“MC, I can’t lose you,” he murmured, his voice breaking as he held you closer. “Not like this...”

But there was nothing he could do. As the darkness closed in, you could feel Simeon’s sorrow, the way his heart ached as he realized he couldn’t save you.

Luke

Luke, despite his young age, was full of determination and bravery, always trying to prove himself. But in this moment, facing a dangerous enemy, you could see the fear in his eyes. He wasn’t ready for this, and the enemy’s next attack was aimed directly at him.

You didn’t think. You couldn’t let Luke, so full of light and innocence, take that hit. Without hesitation, you stepped in front of him, taking the blow meant for him.

“MC!” Luke’s voice was high-pitched with panic as you collapsed in front of him. He rushed to your side, his small hands trembling as he tried to shake you awake. “No, no, no! You can’t... you can’t leave me!”

His voice was frantic, full of fear as tears welled up in his eyes. He had always looked up to you, always relied on you, and now you were slipping away before his eyes.

“Why would you do that?” Luke cried, his tears falling freely. “You’re supposed to be okay! You’re supposed to be with me!”

You wanted to reassure him, to tell him it was alright, but the pain was too much. Your vision was fading, and the last thing you heard was Luke’s heartbroken sobs as he begged for you to stay.

[autumn-hiraeth]

Hi!! I saw some of your work and wanted to ask- is it possible for you to write a hobie x fem!reader based on "Fuck Away the Pain" by Divide the Day? Totally okay if you don't, it's just an idea I've had for a while and wanted to put it out there :>

Hi anon! ཐི♡ཋྀ. This is the most dirty thing I've written for Hobie. So hope this is what you wanted. Enjoy it! (?

Fuck the pain away!

Hobie brown x reader

NO MINORS PLS. NSFW

a/n: pls don't judge. This is me trying to write smut.

You can find more here “ Hobie's masterlist”

Hobie is fascinated when he sees you at the bar - wearing your little black dress- and just as you get his attention, he gets your attention. Because let's be honest, Hobie Brown has that effect on anyone.

So in no time at all you're on his lap, sleazing and teasing, asking for more glasses of whiskey while you tell him your shitty position.

"the man i love cheated on me, the worst part is he told me over a text message“

"i don't wanna feel how my heart is ripping so I'm drinking"

Hobie listens attentively to the context of your situation, his hand is gently holding yours giving you comfort.

" such a shitty thing he did" he mutters " he didn't deserve you luv, you deserve better" he tries to comfort you and you smile and Hobie thinks you look prettier when you smile. " you think so?" " course luv, you're a pretty lil thing" "fuck away the pain" you smile again and hobie can't help but kiss you, a daring move. "you can use me up if that's what you need Y/n.... Go ahead "

Hobie wastes no time taking you on his canal boat and soon he's helping you get over your jerk ex. You moan loudly as you sink into Hobie's hard cock all the way to the bottom, your eyes roll back enjoying the delicious stretch, you know he's big 'cause you gave him a handjob at the bar, but now that he's inside you you realize he's big. Bigger than you thought, he's filling you so well that you both believe you were made just for him.

His strong hands grip your hips and you grip his shoulders before you start riding him fast and hard 'cause he's letting you do what you want with him.

" just like that luv.. use me..." "Don't be ashamed to scream my name luv" "Tell me where it hurts, I'll make you feel good" His lips are on yours, kissing you like a hungry man, moving his hips against yours at a brutal pace. “ H—hobie... feels so good” “ please touch me“ “just like that Hobie” His hand is holding your waist tight while the other slides between their sweaty bodies until he reaches your swollen clit, you hide your face in the crook of his neck crying with pleasure.

" your pussy is swallowin' me so good Y/n" “ know you were made f'me ” “ cum on my cock, know you want” His dirty talk, the way he's fucking - kissing your cervix- and touching you is enough to make you cum all over his thick cock, but you still ride him. “ cum inside me Hobie” “ fill me up..” “ gimme your cum”

Soon Hobie is painting your walls with his warm seed, making you cum a second time, Hobie is whispering your name as you kiss his face and praise him the same way he did you. Making you feel so warm. Hobie sighs placing a soft kiss on the lips before saying " need to clean you up luv" you two know that that's only the beginning of the night.

[estrellami-1]

If I Should Stay

Part 1 | . . . | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7

Everyone immediately spreads out to look for El. They can’t find her inside the house anywhere, so they spread out outside, calling her name as they go.

“El!”

“Eleven?”

“El, please!”

Steve barely has time to get his arms up before something barrels into him, almost knocking him over. He shouts in surprise, windmilling his arms to try to stay up, and looks down to see El, face tucked in his stomach, arms tight around his waist. He smiles and wraps his arms around her. “Hey, El.”

She pulls back to look at him seriously. “I am glad you are here.”

He smiles. “Yeah. Me too.” He suddenly frowns. “So, you know-”

She nods. “You feel different.”

Steve grins. “I’m gonna go ahead and guess that’s a good different. Robin, too, y’know. We both came back together.”

“I know.”

By this point his shout had attracted everyone’s attention, and they’re all gathered around Steve and El. He looks at them. “How about we move this back inside?” He suggests. “Give us a second.”

Robin meets his eyes and nods, herding everyone inside, and Steve feels immensely grateful that she was brought back with him, that she’s his friend. “El?” He asks, forcing himself to focus. “Why’d you leave?”

She shrugs and buries her face in his stomach again. “Loud.”

“Oh,” Steve murmurs. “Think you can come find me next time things get too loud? That way either I can tell them to shut up, or you can go into a different room for a while. At least someone will know where you are.” He strokes a hand over her head. “I don’t have to tell you what’s in these woods. I know you’re more dangerous, but we’re not. I’d rather not risk it until we have to.”

“Okay. I am sorry.”

“I know. And it’s not your fault.” He leans in to whisper conspiratorially, “We can blame Eddie.” She giggles, and he grins, proud to have made her laugh. “Ready to go inside?”

“Ready,” she nods, grabbing Steve’s hand and squeezing it. He squeezes back, a quick pump, and together they walk inside to see everyone sitting quietly in the living room, waiting for them.

“You wanna go sit down?” He asks quietly, and she hesitates, then nods, moving to sit by Mike.

“Okay,” he says, as Robin moves to stand next to him. “I’m sure you all have plenty of questions.”

“Yeah,” Mike says, “how’d you know about El?”

“We’re from the future,” Robin says.

“Right, cause that makes sense,” Dustin says.

Steve rolls his eyes. “You have cleidocranial dysplasia. You’d never tell your mom, but you’re being bullied at school because of it. Your favorite movie series is Star Wars. You’re a brat with an attitude problem, but you’re smart, which means most people don’t call you on it.” Dustin’s eyes are wide. “Do you believe me?” Dustin nods.

“He’s telling the truth,” El says quietly to Mike, who looks between her and Steve before finally nodding. “Okay.”

Steve sighs. “We’re here because everything that’s going on—El, Will, Barb—it doesn’t stop. It gets worse. More people die. We want to stop it before it gets to that point.”

“Okay,” Nancy says, leaning forward. “How do we do that?”

“We don’t exactly know,” Robin admits. “We’re rewriting history just sitting here talking. We can tell you that Will’s alive. In danger, but alive. Barb we don’t know about.”

“El,” Steve asks quietly. “Could you find her?” She nods, and he turns the TV on, changing it to a channel filled with static. “Robs, I have a blindfold in my room. Second drawer in my nightstand.”

“Got it,” she says, racing upstairs.

He moves the coffee table out of the way and looks at El. “If you’re not ready-”

“I am,” she promises. “But I need quiet.”

“It’ll be quiet,” he assures her, smiling at Robin when she returns, black fabric in her hand. “Thanks. El?” He gestures to the floor, and she nods, takes a deep breath, and sinks to the floor in front of the TV.

He ties the blindfold on her, then takes a seat on the couch next to Robin, who immediately tangles their fingers together.

Everyone sits, quieter than they’ve ever been before, and waits.

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A Little Bit Stronger

Part 4

(previous part here, next part here)

Bradley Rooster Bradshaw x OFC

Summary: You get more bad news but it turns out to be a blessing in disguise

Just like everything else I write/post: this story is for 18+ only. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. It will contain smut, adult themes, situations and language. Please also note this story may be triggering due to the topic of domestic abuse (physical, emotional, sexual) violence-feel free to message me with any questions before reading.

Warnings: 18+ MDNI! Smut, mutual masturbation, a little voyeurism.

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The front door closing quietly wakes you the next morning, well, more like Hank jumping off the bed to see the person who opened it.

“Alright,” you yawn, stretching before you get up, feeling again well-rested. “Let’s go.”

He races down the stairs ahead of you, excited to see Bradley.

“Did I wake you?” He asks as you enter the kitchen, continuing when you shake your head. “Sorry, I get up early. Went for a run this morning.”

“You’re fine,” you smile, “Hank was just excited to see you. I usually get up early too, must’ve just been tired from yesterday. Is that why you’re called Rooster? You’re an early riser too?”

“Uh, yeah,” he says, turning pink as he rises from petting Hank to look in the fridge.

Now you’re totally convinced that there’s more to the story by his avoidance.

“I don’t have much besides eggs and toast,” he sighs, looking at the loaf of bread on the counter, “I’ve gotta get to the grocery store. I should warn you too, I can’t cook for shit.”

“That’s okay,” you reply as you open the door to let Hank outside, “I used to love cooking.”

“Yeah?” He doesn’t need to ask why you stopped loving it, assuming (correctly) it was because of Chad. “My mom was a great cook. I’d do anything to have one of her home-cooked meals again…that I complained about at the time, wanting McDonald’s or pizza instead.”

You laugh as you fill Hank’s food bowl, “I did the same thing, I think most kids do.”

“Yeah,” he chuckles, grabbing the eggs and pulling out a pan. “The best was her meatloaf and homemade Mac and cheese. She left me a whole book of her recipes but it never ends well when I attempt them.”

“I could try making it,” you reply as you let Hank back inside, “if you want.”

“Really?” He lights up as he cracks an egg, “that’d be great.”

“Yeah,” you smile, “it’s been a while so I might be a little rusty, but I’d love to try. It’s the least I can do since you won’t let me pay you for staying here.”

“That’s not a big deal,” he murmurs. “Her recipe book is in there if you wanna take a look,” he nods to one of the drawers. “Do you like your eggs scrambled? Cause that’s all I can do.”

You laugh again, “Scrambled is perfect.”

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“Wanna invite Reese, Jake, and Drew over?” Bradley asks as he packs the groceries into the back of the Bronco, “I know the recipe makes a lot, we always had a ton of leftovers.”

“Sure,” you reply, buckling your seatbelt as he gets in the driver's seat. “Do you mind stopping at the post office? I should check my PO Box.”

“Not at all,” he replies, heading that way.

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“Everything okay?” He asks when you frown, reading the letter from the court.

“The divorce hearing is scheduled for next Friday,” you reply.

“Isn’t that good?”

You nod, “It is, but I have to work. Thankfully it’s being conducted over the phone, but I don’t want to ask for time off when I’ve only been there a few weeks.”

“Reese will gladly take off,” Bradley assures you.

You sigh, “I hate asking her to, but I don’t think I have a choice. I don’t want to delay this any longer.”

“Do you have a lawyer?” He asks.

“Yes, but I’m not asking for anything from him; no alimony, nothing from the house…I don’t want or need any of that. I just need him to sign the papers and leave me alone.”

“Do you think he will?” He asks softly.

“I don’t know,” you whisper, “I hope so.”

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Bradley plays outside with Hank while you start the food; both recipes are easy enough to follow.

“It smells amazing,” he comes in just as you’re closing the oven. “Jake and Reese will be here any minute.”

“Good. Hopefully it tastes amazing too,” you smile, looking at him over your shoulder.

“I’m sure it will,” he replies, stepping close to dry his hands on the towel hanging on the oven door. “It’s looking better already,” he murmurs, his deep brown eyes on the fading bruise on your cheek before meeting your own.

Your eyes flick to his lips, fingers twitching as you fight the urge to bring him down to yours for a kiss.

You both jump when the doorbell rings.

“They’re here,” he says, before clearing the huskiness from his throat. “I’ll let them in.”

“Yeah,” you nod, “okay.”

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Bradley brings a round of beers outside while the food cooks inside, Drew’s giggling at Hank’s antics, and Reese is telling you and Jake about the trouble she and Bradley got up to with Andy back in the day when your phone rings.

The relaxed smile falls from your face when you recognize the number as your new landlord.

“Excuse me,” you say, stepping inside to answer it and check the food.

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The oven timer goes off just as you hang up the phone.

Somehow you manage not to get any of your tears on the food as you take out the dishes.

“Wow, everything looks great-hey what’s wrong?” Bradley asks when he sees your tears.

“That was my landlord,” you tell him, wiping your tears with the back of your hand, “he terminated my lease…that hadn’t even started.”

“What?” He asks, handing you a paper towel, “Why? How can he do that?”

“Said he overlooked something when I applied,” you sniff, “it’s just a bullshit excuse. This has Chad written all over it. God only knows how he figured out that’s where I was moving,” you inhale shakily, “I’m guessing he either bribed or threatened the landlord.”

He hesitates for a moment before gently wrapping his arms around you in a hug.

“Shit, that was stupid. I’m sor-“ He starts to let go when you stiffen instinctively but you shake your head once before allowing yourself to melt into his embrace. All of your anger, sadness, resentment, grief, and fear hitting you at once. Your shoulders begin shake from your suppressed sobs as you bury your face into his solid chest.

Neither of you hear the back door open again.

“Actually Drew, can you take Hank out one more time?”Jake says when he spots you, “I think he might have to go potty.”

“Sure! Come on,” he says, and the door closes a moment later.

“What’s wrong?” Reese asks, stroking your hair.

“I l-l-lost my apart-“ you take a deep breath before reluctantly pulling away, “I lost my apartment.”

Reese tears up and there’s a tick in Jake’s jaw as you explain everything.

“Oddly enough, I was thinking of taking next Friday off anyway,” Reese says when you tell her about the divorce hearing.

“Liar,” you laugh wetly, “but thank you.”

She just smiles.

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“This is exactly like she made it,” Bradley murmurs, mostly to himself. You pretend not to notice the tears in his eyes.

“Roo, is Shae your girlfriend?” Drew asks a few minutes later.

Reese snorts as Bradley chokes on the food in his mouth, “No, she’s just my friend. Why?”

“Because she slept over last night,” he shrugs.

“Well, are you my boyfriend? You sleep over sometimes too,” Bradley asks, raising a brow.

“No!” Drew giggles, “I was just wondering. I thought when adults sleep over it means they’re dating. Jake sleeps over all the time in Mom’s room. He leaves really early in the morning though. I don’t know why he doesn’t just move in.”

You bite your lip to keep from laughing at the shocked look Jake and Reese share.

“Busted!” Bradley bursts out laughing, “not as sneaky as you thought, huh?”

“Oh fuck off,” Reese says, her and Jake laughing now too, “Drew, don’t repeat that.”

“I won’t,” he giggles.

“Shae is just a friend and she’s going to stay here for a while,” Bradley explains before clarifying, “in the guest room.”

Your lip quirks at that.

“But why?” Drew asks.

“Drew-“ Reese starts but you interrupt.

“I just moved here and it’s hard to find an apartment that allows big dogs,” you explain, not lying…just leaving out some details.

“That’s dumb,” Drew scoffs, “he’s such a good dog.”

“I think so too,” you smile.

“Do you like baseball?” He asks, changing the subject, “I love baseball…”

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You begin the apartment search again the next morning, requesting tours and submitting applications to anything that looks promising.

But by Thursday evening, you’ve gotten zero responses.

While discouraged, you weren’t exactly disappointed. It’s been a week since you’ve been staying with Bradley and you two already have fallen into a routine together; he quietly opens your door every morning to let Hank out so he doesn’t whine and wake you. Already gone by the time you got downstairs but had coffee, toast, and eggs waiting in the microwave. He’d gone home to let Hank out without you asking one day when you didn’t have time to take lunch. His delighted reactions to your cooking makes you remember why you loved it.

“Still nothing?” Bradley asks as he sits across from you while scrolling for a movie to turn on.

“Nothing,” you confirm with a sigh, “I promise I’ll be out of here soon though.”

“You don’t have to be,” he turns to you, but his eyes won’t meet yours, “I mean, there’s no rush.”

He hesitates so you wait for him to continue.

“It’s been really nice having someone else here,” he admits, “It gets…quiet living alone.”

His admission tugs at your heartstrings; you got lonely too.

“I understand. I do like having someone around. For little things like talking over dinner, watching movies together…and I can finally sleep. I don’t keep myself awake overthinking every little sound.”

“Good,” he murmurs, “you can stay for a while if you want. Until you find an apartment you like, or until things get better with your ex and you feel safe again.”

“Okay,” you agree, “but only if you let me pay you.”

“Sure,” he says as he returns to scrolling, “we’ll figure something out.”

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Bradley’s Bronco is already in the driveway when you pull in the following afternoon.

It was a long, exhausting day, but it’s over. You’re free.

It was conducted over the phone, so while you didn’t have to see Chad, you still had to hear his voice. He behaved though; his daddy must’ve been present.

“Bradley?” You call when you open the door, feeling better already as you step inside.

He doesn’t answer but Hank is relaxing at the top of the stairs. His tail thumps heavily as you make your way up.

“Hey pup,” you murmur, kissing the top of his head before passing him.

You realize where Bradley is when you enter your room and hear the shower running.

Having every intention of taking a nap, you flop down on the bed with a sigh and close your eyes.

Just to open them a minute later when you keep hearing something; a wet, rhythmic slapping.

Is he…? No. It’s none of your business if he’s jerking off.

Then he moans softly.

You ignore your body’s reaction.

It’s wrong…right?

There’s a thump above your head and you can’t help but picture him bracing his arm against the wall as he strokes himself.

“Oh,” he groans, then, “Shae.”

There’s no ignoring the arousal that rushes through your body before settling between your thighs.

You slide your hand down the front of your pants, gasping when you touch your clit, swollen and pulsing.

Your eyes fall shut as you circle your clit, listening to the sounds he makes and picture him while he’s apparently picturing you.

It’s been so long since you’ve had an orgasm that you’re on the brink in no time at all.

His gasped “fuck” above your ear is all it takes.

Your mouth falls open as you shudder through wave after wave of pent-up pleasure. Tears stream from your eyes at the long-overdue emotional release.

The shower turns off as you come back into your body and by the time you muster enough strength and coordination to get up to close the door, he’s already walking past.

“Shit!” He jumps when he glances into your room, “I’m so sorry, I didn’t think you’d be home until later.”

But you hardly hear him; your eyes follow a droplet of water as it runs down his bare chest, wanting to follow it with your tongue. It’s absorbed the towel wrapped loosely on his hips.

A light tug would make it fall.

“Hey,” he notices your disheveled appearance and drying tears, “you okay? How did it go?”

That snaps you out of it.

“It’s-yeah,” you shake your head to clear it, “I just got here a minute ago. I’m…it was a long day.”

“I bet,” he nods, “I’ll listen if you want to talk about it or there’s beer in the fridge if you want to drink about it?”

“Drink about it,” you smile.

“Alright,” the way he grins makes your heart (and other parts) flutter.

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A/N: posting 2 chapters in 2 days-who even am I? I think I wrote over 5,000 words today 👀

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can i request dom chubby y/n with sub good boy kurapika with praise kink please 😫😫😫 i love your writings so much thank you mwah 💋💋

Good Boy(NSFW)

Sub!Kurapika x Fem!Chubby!Reader

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Kurapika has always had trouble being vulnerable with people, rarely letting his guard down around his friends.

So to have him sitting at your feet, chin resting on your thigh as he looks up at you with those pretty brown eyes was something he’d never thought he’d be able to do, to let you control him completely.

“Kurapika, how are you feeling?”

You play with his hair, your touch sweet and gentle as he kisses your plush, bare thighs. “Feeling… needy.”

He’s cute like this, really, face flushed and eyes half lidded. Kurapika nuzzles against your clothed, plump pussy, looking up at you for permission. “Please?”

His voice is soft, and underlining neediness that only you can pick up. You coo at him, reaching out your hand. You don’t even have to cup his cheek, as soon as your hand is close enough he rests his cheek against your palm. His face is hot, and when his scarlet eyes meet yours, you smile.

“Go ahead, Kurapika. You’ve earned it…”

You slide your panties to the side, revealing yourself to him. The way his breath hitches makes you giggle, and it embarrasses him just a little just how much he wants to devour you.

Kurapika places a kiss on your clit, making you coo softly. “Mmm, such a sweet boy…”

He nuzzles into your pussy, sucking on your clit as he looks up at your though those soft, blonde lashes of his. Kurapika trails his fingers down your thighs, waiting for permission.

“You can do it, Pika.”

He hums against your clit, sliding a finger into your pussy and moving slowly, looking up at you occasionally for reassurance and guidance.

“You’re doing so good, gonna make me cum…”

Kurapika looks so happy, speeding up his fingers and tongue. He loves making you cum, desperately wanting to please you as much as possible.

You cum, moaning and gripping his hair, shoving his face further into your pussy. “F-fuck, so good, such a good boy…”

He groans into your cunt, continuing to lap and suck at whatever he could while your hands trembled in his hair from your orgasm. Every word of soft praise causes his cock to twitch, and he can’t wait to be inside you.

When you let go of him, he looks up with such soft eyes, leaning his cheek against your thigh again. You can see his cock standing at attention, gently bobbing as he whines and nuzzles into your soft flesh. “Please… wanna be inside you…”

You cup his cheek, wiping away his needy tears. “Of course sweetheart, good boys get rewards, don’t they?”

He nods frantically, planting appreciative kisses on your palm. “Mhm!”

He stands up, tentatively pushing you down on the bed, making sure to look up at you every few seconds for permission. “My sweet puppy, you can put it in. You’ve been so good tonight~”

Kurapika swallows, the tip of his cock prodding against your entrance. “Thank you… love you so much…”

As he pushes in, you pull him in by his hips, kissing him. “I love you too, my pretty boy.”

He thrusts in and out, whining and whimpering into your ear as his cock sinks into your wet cunt. “Hnn, feels so good… love you, love you so much!”

He clings to you desperately, fucking into you faster as his need to breed you takes over. “P-please! Wanna cum inside! Wanna get you pregnant!” he begs, his lip quivering.

You cup his cheek, panting softly and mewling. “Mmm, how can I say no when you’ve been such a good boy tonight? Fill me up, breed me Kurapika.”

He locks his lips with yours, his tongue dancing with yours as his cum fills you to the brim. “Mmph!”

When he pulls away, a line of saliva connects the two of you. He pants softly, before smiling and kissing your cheek. “Thank you, angel. I really needed this.”

You hold him in your arms, letting him keep your pussy plugged up with his cock. “You did such a good job, my pretty puppy. I’m so proud~”

You keep him in your embrace as you play with his hair. “Want something to eat? A bath?” you ask, planting loving kisses on his forehead. He hums in contentment, meeting your lips for a few sweet kisses.

“No, just… just hold me…”

And you do, falling asleep with him in your arms. Although Kurapika enjoys having his control in the bedroom, sometimes letting go can be really relaxing, and you’re the only one he would ever trust to see him like this.

“I love you, more than anything…” he whispers, nuzzling into your breasts before following your lead.

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Lacrosse

a/n- this contains smut (ofc because i love smutty smuts), thats literally it...

also can yall send in annon shit? like literally annything idc... i just wanna read shit yall have to say😘

summary- matt loses his lacrosse game, and fucks the braincells outta you.. (jk not that serious) (i wish doee)

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I was sitting in the stands watching my boyfriends lacross game. We were losing againt the worst team, 0-4. "Shit cmon matthew" I said wispering. I knew matt would be mad if he lost considering this is his last game of senior year.

*BUZZ* it was the end of the game we had lost, 2-6. That was a major loss for matt, "i should..." before i could finish my sentence madi did, "go." I got up and ran down to the locker room waiting for matt to come out. I was waiting patiently for about 3 minutes before matt came out, "Hey baby." I said disappointed. He didnt say anything back he just grabbed my hand a pulled me with him.

When we got to the car, matt opened the door for me. I could feel his eyes staring at my body while i climbed into the passenger seat. When matt drove me home he usually went slow for my safty, but today he went fast. Still keeping me safe but i was still a little scared

When we arived home matt opened the passenger door for me, and held my hand as i came out. When i went to the front door to unlock it, suddenly matt came up beside me and turned me so i was pinned against the door, "You better be ready" matt stated angrily but calmly, "for what matt? Are you okay?" I said knowing exactly what he wanted, "Y/n... you know what i want. What i need" He said making me more, and more wetter every second. I giggled softly not allowing matt to see my smile as i unlocked the door and ran upstairs.

Matt entered the room as soon as i did, "hands and knees now" he said demanding you of this action I stripped naked (matt following) and got on all fours, turned away from him, but staring back at him. he suddenly sent a pinging slap to my bare ass before running a finger through my folds. This action caused an almost pornographic moan to leave my mouth that was definitely audible to his brothers just upstairs. as he placed his back to mine. he placed his hand over my mouth. "no more noise from you. don't want anyone hearing you." he whispered into my ear, sending shivers down my spine.

He then started kissing light feather like kisses down my spine until my ass which he slapped again. suddenly i felt the tip of his cock playing with my folds. making its way up and down driving me insane. "please matt" i said rubbing my thighs together to get some friction, "please what baby?" Matt said tilting his head knowing exactly what he was doing to me, "please fuck me already" with the tick of approval he slipped his massive cock into my sopping hole causing my legs to almost give out. he wrapped an arm around my stomach lowering his upper body to mine as he menacingly fucked me at a pace seemingly inhumane. as he continued he pulled his arm away from my upper body up to continue and started toying with my clit. I rapidly started feeling the all too well build up towards my release. "i'm almost there baby. don't stop" As soon as those words left my mouth he pulled out of me causing me to let a few tears slid down my face. I was about to ask him why he stopped when suddenly he flipped us over, "Show me how good you can ride me baby" Matt said gripping my boobs, i took his dick to my entrance and slipped myself down still close to my high. My legs were shaking horribly but i still bounced up, and down on his massive dick, "please matt im so close" I said reaching my climax, "go ahead baby cum on my cock" After he said that i started shaking, matt grabbed my hips thrusting me up and down, a few second later matt filled me up with his babies, coating the inside of me white.

As he slowly pulled out of me, I collapsed onto his chest, the mixture that had been created oozing out of me as he licked it up from

my now sensitive pussy, making me whine in response. he then laid next to me, caressing my waist, "you should loss lacross games more often" I said giggling as matt pulled my in for a sweet, and soft kiss, "if it means i can fuck you like that then hell yea." Matt said laughing as we drifted off to sleep cuddling naked together

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you alr know matt loves doggie style😍

(legs are open matty (im a chris girl yall))

-mell 🪐