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[cursivebloodlines]

Muse: Douglas "Dougie" Blackwood

Open to: F/NB | Mutuals and non-mutuals

Scenario: "you broke my heart two years ago when you decided to leave and i finally moved on, and now you tell me you’re back for good?”

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"Two years," Dougie's voice shook as he tried so desperately to keep his tone steady. That had always been difficult for him, his emotions worn on his sleeve, just like his heart. "It took you two years to decide you want me again?"His arms crossed over his chest like he was putting up a barrier between them. He knew things had been a bit difficult prior to her leaving, but he never thought it was that bad for her to just up and leave without a care in the world. Like he was nobody. All this time, he wondered what he did wrong, what he could've done to salvage their relationship if he had the chance. But that's the problem; there was no chance.

Everything he ever wanted to say was at the tip of his tongue. All the words he never had the chance to, that he'd mentally locked away ready to be unleashed at any moment. The sleepless nights, the tears, the isolation... Every wave of emotion cut him to his core at that moment, reminding him of all the pain and agony he'd endured when she cut ties with him. And what was he supposed to do? Welcome her back with open arms?

"I-I...I don't know what you expect me to say," Dougie uttered, sheer pain engraved on his face, torn between wanting to forget about everything that happened and continue on as normal instead. But hadn't he been hurt enough? Despite his tidal wave wreckage of emotions flooding through his bloodstream, he never raised his voice, never sounded angry... Just confused. Almost broken. Remembering all the times they had together... he blinked away the stinging sensation of his eyes. "Two years is - it's a long time," he said weakly, "I am not the same person as I was back then. And neither are you. I-I don't even know who you are anymore..." for as long as he could remember, he had always been a giver of second chances. But this? This was a lot to digest.

[kenny-the-ken]

kyle as a sub omg pls. He comes over after a stressful day and you decide to surprise him by tying him up and relieving some much needed stress from the both of you

Release Me

ALL AGED UP CHARACTERS!!! Warnings - bdsm, bondage, edging and a very flustered Kyle 🤤

Enjoy guys, it's 4:19am and I just busted this boy out, so sorry if there's any spelling mistakes!!

Stress. One word that everyone hates to hear, and when you put Kyle and stress in the same sentence, it never ended well. Kyle always did have a quick fuse, he couldn't help it.

And he was extremely stressed, he had a university final today, and you knew that soon all that stress would turn to worry, but before it did, you were determined to release all that pent up stress for him.

You'd noticed over the years you two have been together, that Kyle had a kinky side. I mean, who didn't. And while he enjoyed being the mostly dominant role, there also came a time for him to submit, and you had a feeling it would allow him to finally let his brain rest, because you were in control, if even for a short time, it's allowing his brain to fully indulge itself in the sheer amount of pleasure you were about to give to him.

You heard the door slam, and the thudding of footsteps towards the living room, and upon realising you weren't there, Kyle called out to you.

"Hey babe, where are you?" Kyle shouted.

"In here, baby." You replied, taking a final glance at yourself in the floor length mirror. Kyle gripped the door handle, stepping into your bedroom, his eyes landing firmly on you, his laptop bag falling from his shoulder to the floor, mouth open and eyes wide in shock.

"What's all this? Is this all for me, babe?" Kyle asked, his brow cocking, and you nodded, walking to him, his eyes watching how you moved, wearing a corset and matching panties, a smirk on your face as you cupped his cheek with your hand.

"I had a little plan for today baby, will you let me do that?" You cooed, seeing Kyle's eyes going soft already, nodding his head and you smirked at how easy he was to crack.

"Good boy. You wanna strip to you boxers for me and lay on the bed?" You spoke and Kyle just nodded obediently, and once he'd peeled his clothes off, he lay on the bed, and you crawled on top of him.

Your lips were pressed together already, hands roaming each others body's, and you gripped the ropes sat atop your beside table, lips never leaving Kyle's once, your hand already palming his clothed cock through his boxers, and you'll pulled away to fire him a quick wink before moving his hands above his head, binding his two hands together, pulling the final knot into place, you smirked at your work, your boyfriend's face almost the same colour as his hair.

You pressed a deep kiss on his lips once more, and after making out for a few minutes you moved down his neck, leaving dark purple hickeys as you moved lower, a smirk on your face, and you were gonna tease him till he broke, moving your way down his torso, licking a stripe from his waistband to his navel, causing a sigh of pleasure to leave his swollen lips.

Pulling his boxers down in one swift motion, took his cock into your hands, kitten licking the tip, hollowing your cheeks and taking him into your mouth and setting an agonisingly slow pace, making your boyfriend squirm.

"M-More." Kyle whined, and you gazed up at him, tutting before pulling away from his cock with a pop, and Kyle knew that look.

"Oh no baby, are you being a brat? You know what I do with brats don't you? They're punished." You spoke, licking the pre cum forming on the head of his cock, causing him to shiver.

"How about, I'm gonna suck your dick, and then I'm gonna ride you, and you're not allowed to cum till I say you can, understand?" You spoke, and Kyle nodded, knowing better than to argue or the punishment would only get worse.

And you reattached yourself to his cock, your pace a lot quicker this time, as your applied pressure from your tongue against the underside of his cock, a string of moans escaping his lips.

"F-Feels amazing." Kyle whimpered, gasps leaving him every few seconds, he really was a submissive little mess when he wanted to be.

You pulled away, climbing back over his body, and gripping his cock, rubbing the tip of it over your wet cunt before lowering yourself onto him, a gasp leaving both of you.

And you set your pace, not too fast, but not too slow either, and Kyle was a mess already, your hips rolling against his, he thrust his own hips against yours, diving himself deeper inside you, your hands on his chest to steady yourself, and your head hung back.

Kyle's wrists tugged on the ropes that imprisoned them. You knew he was close, you could feel his body beginning to tense up, and you upped the pace, your own moans starting to become uncontrollable, and you could feel yourself nearing your own climax.

"You're not to cum till I say so, remember?" You spoke, and Kyle nodded quickly, his bottom lip caught on his teeth as he kept thrusting himself inside you, raising your hips enough for his cock to move in and out of you.

And you felt it hit you, your orgasm came out of nowhere, and you could tell Kyle could hardly hang on any longer.

"Cum for me, and I'll cum for you." You spoke, both of your climaxes hitting you at the same time, your pussy pulsating around Kyle's spurting cock, both of your moans filling the entire room as you both called out for each other.

And you practically collapsed on top of him, just having enough energy to untie him, his arms coming to finally touch you, his head pressed against your breast, a sigh leaving both of you, and you pressed kisses to his flushed face, both of you trying desperately to catch your breaths.

"Damn... I wish I did finals more often if we get to have sex like this after every one." Kyle joked, both of you giggling together, smiles on both of your faces.

"I love you baby, thank you for helping me de-stress." Kyle spoke again, pressing a kiss to your cheek, and you smiled sweetly back at him.

"I love you too baby, and it was my pleasure. I love having you like that beneath me all whiny and bratty." You gushed, Kyle's cheeks lighting up red once more.

"Now let's get a shower and we can go for round two." Kyle spoke, earning a laugh from you as Kyle took your hand within his own, leading you to your bathroom. You were both in for a long night.