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mrsriddlenott · 1 year ago

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Could u pls do a pt 2 to patience? 😭🧎🏼‍♀️

Yessss Yes I can🥰 I think I got a bit carried away not gonna lie but this may be my favorite thing I’ve written on here so I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.

Patience Pt2

[masterlist][Pt1]

Bf!Mattheo Riddle x fem!Reader

Warnings:Smut,OrgasmDenial,D/S Dynamics, Exhibitionism/PublicSex,Teasing, Dacryphilia(kinda), Unprotected PinV.

It didn’t take Mattheo long to begin exploring his newly found kink, and it soon became his utmost favorite thing to do. He’d innocently smile across from you at dinner as you stumble over your words, his voice filling your mind with promises of what he’d do to you later. He’d sit beside you in class, dutifully taking notes for you both as he distracted you with images of him taking you on that very desk.

“Do you like that Princess? Do you want me to fuck you in front of everyone?” Thankfully you’d grown rather good at hiding moans and gasps from his surprises, much to his dismay. So he just found new ways to earn those pretty noises. Some days he’d tease you relentlessly without ever allowing you to touch him outside of your thoughts until you were too needy to care about the noises you’d make. On other days he’d discreetly bring his hand down to run his fingertips along the top of your thigh while he told you how much he needed you in your mind. All the while never intending to give you anything, just to make you act like a needy little brat so he’d get to treat you accordingly.

Today Mattheo had decided to try a new mix of the two, he figured if he put enough thought into it he could make you feel anything he wanted you to, anywhere he wanted you to. Just the thought of you coming in your seat at merely imagining his touch had Mattheo struggling to fit his dick behind his zipper that morning. At breakfast he did his best to act as calm as possible as he took his usual seat across from you with a smile, “Good morning Gorgeous, did you sleep well?”

As soon as he watched your lips go to form your sentence, he concentrated on your beautiful mind and how amazing it would feel to please you from under the table, forcing a rush of warmth to run directly up your inner thigh as though Mattheo had just gotten on his knees and licked his way below your skirt. He took the light gasp and widened eyes as evidence enough of his plan working, the human mind was after all, more or less, a mass of cords he could rewire at his will.

The corners of Mattheo’s mouth rising into a wicked grin told you all you needed to know, whimpering slightly as the sensation of his teeth marking your thigh flooded your nerve endings. “You like that Baby? New little trick of mine. Are you okay with it?” The way he nonchalantly ate scrambled eggs and watched your face as though he wasn’t giving you phantom kisses across your naval had you squirming in your seat and falling into a submissive state.

You knew he wouldn’t use any of his mind tricks to hurt or control you. Or do anything you said not to for that matter, but knowing he could, knowing that he was in fact taught to use magic for mental manipulation to do just that to enemies of his father, had a rush of heat shooting to your core that dampened your panties as you nodded your head quickly. Mattheo arched his eyebrows at you while he smiled into his juice after having read your thoughts, he knew you loved the sense of control he had over you in moments like these and he absolutely adored when you were his good girl.

But today, he wanted the bratty, attitude filled y/n that had him tightened against his jeans from the day he met you. And he was hell bent on bringing her out to play.

He was painfully hard and growing more so while he watched you try not to move as his nonexistent fingers ghosted over your clit. He was teasing himself just as much as he was you, wishing he could feel and taste your wetness he was positive was accumulating between your thighs. Mattheo wanted to punish you, he wanted you to be looking up at him with glossy eyes and begging in that adorably whiny little voice of yours by the end of the day. And being the fair boyfriend he was, he’d never punish you without reason…….so he’d make a reason.

“Words Darling.” You huffed at him, scrunching your eyebrows together from across the table. Mattheo could tell you weren’t going to last very long, but he had a lot planned for you nevertheless. He waved his hand out, urging you to speak as he kept eating his breakfast.

“Y-yea,” You managed, gripping the table with a gasp as Mattheo’s imaginary tongue slid between your folds without warning. “What was that Baby? Sorry I couldn’t hear you.” He teased, eyes watching you like a hawk as you steadied yourself against the table. He bit back a grin as he reveled in the fact that not a single soul but you and him knew what he was making you feel right now.

“Yes,” You said louder, in a breathy voice as he made you feel his tongue repeatedly flicking at your clit below your underwear at an unrelenting pace, before abruptly ending his assault on your nerves with an innocent smile.

“You didn’t think I’d give it to you all at once did you?” He chuckled at your desperation, looking forward to the day ahead of him even more so now with your shiny eyes looking to him as a pout formed on your lips.

“Eat, I know you’re hungry,” Mattheo spoke calmly and sweetly, but with the edge of dominance that let you know he was planning on continuing this game until you couldn’t think properly. You huffed and scowled at him as you grabbed for his muffin, stealing it from him as he watched how you were growing frustrated with a content smile.

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He started off slowly in your first class of the day. He knew you weren’t great at Potions and knew you’d absolutely Crucio him if you failed this pop quiz. So he’d opted for relaxing you with the feeling of kisses along your neck and making it feel as though he was squeezing your shoulders comfortingly while correcting your mistakes from the back of your thoughts before you wrote them. He’d ever so slightly drag his imaginary teeth across your sweet spot every once in a while, teasing you as you jumped slightly before continuing on with his sweet pecks. Leaving you soaked and wanting more as you began to wiggle in your seat and huff in annoyance, something Mattheo found oh so pleasing.

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History of Magic, however, was a different story. As soon as Professor Binns began speaking, you felt Mattheo’s large calloused hands running up the fronts of your thighs as though he was knelt before you. For a second your eyes fell below the desk, watching the empty air thinking for sure you’d find a second Mattheo as his phantom fingers slipped beneath the hem of your underwear. Mattheo bit at his knuckle with a smile as he watched you looking for his nonexistent hands, squirming in your seat less than a foot away from him. “I wish I could feel you for real Princess,”

The sudden feeling of bites, and kisses, and licks almost made you forget not to speak, catching yourself just in time to thinking clearly for him to hear, “Hypothetically you could.” Mattheo giggled at you, shaking his head mockingly as he leant on his arms, smiling at you like a sweetheart who wasn’t planning on relentlessly teasing you all day.

“Wake me up before the bell Princess.” Mattheo sighed with a fake yawn and a wink before closing his eyes and focusing solely on your pleasure. Mattheo saw himself in the room, as though he was a ghost out of his own body, kneeling before you under the desk like worship. He wasted no time in delving into you, sucking at your clit and making you jolt forward in your seat next to him. A boyish grin grew on his real face beside you as he smiled into your legs in your mind.

His tongue maintained a brutal pace as you wiggled in your seat, going back and forth from sucking and flicking with his tongue, making out with your pussy until he was certain you were going to explode. Removing the sensation before quickly shoving two of his imaginary fingers into you, forcing you to audibly gasp as Mattheo hummed approvingly beside you. It felt like you were actually being stretched around air below the lace of your underwear as a shiver ran down your spine. Mattheo slowly stimulated your g-spot from the back of your mind, making it increasingly difficult to remain quiet and still as your walls clenched around nothing. Your thighs instinctively came together to rub against each other but the feeling of his nonexistent fingers remained, not quite enough to push you over the edge on their own.

“Oh, are you tired of me already Princess? I guess I can give you a break then.” And with that, the sensation stopped. A desperate whine of a “No” almost falling from your lips as your mind spoke it to it’s invader, huffing and taking shallow breaths. Mattheo cracked an eye to watch you as you leant back in your chair, brows furrowed and arms crossed with a pout on your face, he was close.

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In Transfiguration he didn’t even warn you. As you were sat beside Mattheo like always, almost forgetting the game at play, suddenly Mattheo found his way into your mind again, making you feel filled with his phantom fingers once more. Mattheo remained focused ahead, showing no signs of remorse as you let out a frustrated hmph that made his dick twitch in his pants while you eyed his side profile angrily.

“Patience Gorgeous…” He spoke in a slow, dominant voice in your thoughts as he side eyed you, writing something down you’d entirely missed. “How about this Baby,” He started in a soothing voice, slowly drawing his imaginary fingers in and out of you, “If you can get through the rest of class without coming, I’ll get you out of here and give you a proper fuck. What d’ya say?”

You were nodding your head eagerly before he was even finished, “tsk tsk, I know you know the rules Baby,” You narrowed your eyes at him defiantly as Mattheo halted his actions on your notes paper, eyeing you with raised eyebrows like a challenge, just waiting for you to disobey him. The feeling of his other hand gripping at your thigh distracted you as your eyes shot to where it should have been before giving in, biting your lip to hold back a moan at his tightening phantom grip.

“I can, yes,” You whispered in a voice you weren’t quite sure he even heard at first. “You can what?” He whispered back in a cockily smooth, silky voice that sent shivers down your spine and directly to your core. You gave him pleading eyes as you brought your bottom lip between your teeth, silently begging him to just take your answer as your eyes began to water.

He swore he was about to cum in his pants at the sight of you all needy over him manipulating your mind in just the right way. Mattheo gave you a mocking little laugh before giving in to you as he always would. He loved to think he was in control but even Mattheo knew he’d give you absolutely anything you wanted if you gave him those eyes. Before you had time to react, he was diving into your mind again with no warning.

“Gods, you’re such a pathetic little girl aren’t you?” You almost screamed in pleasure as you felt the fingers of his other hand suddenly rubbing fast circles on your sensitive clit while the other pounded into you at a brutal pace. “You wish these were my real fingers don’t you Princess? Wish everyone could hear the mess I’m making of you?” You nodded weakly as you rested your head on the desk in front of you, his unrelenting attack of your nerves making it difficult to concentrate on being discreet.

“Don’t worry, I wish it was too. Do you want my cock next Gorgeous?” You couldn’t respond to him, any and all thoughts too jumbled to not accidentally slip past your lips. “I know you do, because you’re a needy little thing, but you’re getting the real deal, not some day dream Darling, so you’ll just have to wait.”

You whimpered into the wood of the desk as you rubbed your thighs together, throbbing and clenching around nothing before looking up to see Mattheo watching you with a hand beneath the desk. You were desperate for a real touch and wanted his hand on you and not him and he knew it. He knew you wouldn’t risk reaching for him and getting him caught also, so he reveled in your teary eyes watching him palm his leaking dick over his jeans.

Suddenly, just as the bell rang, the assault of your senses stopped as Mattheo jumped to gather yours and his things, messily shoving it in both of your bags at random before grabbing for your wrist and tugging you out the door behind him. Your legs were weak and wobbling as you clung to his hand and let him pull you into a classroom only three corridors away from the packed hallway of students transitioning into their next class.

He shoved you through as he slammed the door with a muttered locking and silencing charm before roughly grabbing at your waist. Mattheo yanked you up to him as you subconsciously wrapped your legs around him, meeting his eyes before he practically threw you onto the closest desk. His lips attacked your neck forcing out a pornographic moan from you, grateful to finally be touched.

He wasted no time in roughly ripping at your underwear, tearing them in the middle as his other hand worked to remove his belt and free himself from his boxers. He haphazardly shoved his pants and boxers halfway down his thighs as his dick bounced out against his stomach making him hiss. Mattheo grabbed at the back if your neck, tangling his fingers in your hair, pulling your lips to his in a passionate kiss.

You both were breathing heavily into eachothers mouths as his tongue forced itself against yours, immediately claiming dominance and sighing in satisfaction. Without warning Mattheo’s hands moved to grip your hips, and jolted you forward onto his red, leaking dick. Forcing breathy moans from the both of you as your lips ghosted against each others. “Fucking hell you’re fucking dripping for me.”

“Please fuck me Matty,” You begged, wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling yourself off the desk as his arms immediately snaked around your waist to hold you on his dick. You were tired of his teasing and tired of his games, you wanted control of it and whether he realized it or not, he’d handed it to you.

“Anything for you my Princess,” he whispered, placing a delicate kiss to your lips which quickly turned heated as he began to ram into you. Your fingers got lost in his curls as you mindlessly bucked against him with his pace, arching over the table against him. Mattheo chased your lips with his as they left him making you giggle and tug at his hair forcing a groan from the back if his throat.

In a flash he’d forced your back flat against the table, hovering over you with dark eyes and his signature smile. “I want a kiss Baby” He said slowly and sweetly, in direct contrast of the way he was driving into your g-spot over and over. He smashed his lips into yours, nipping at your bottom lip as your nails dug into his back through his shirt. You clenched around him as your legs shook with the table, your vision going slightly blurry with euphoria as you came undone below him.

You let your head fall back as Mattheo lead a trail of kisses and bites up and down your neck as his movements became sloppy and his moans grew louder. You rode out your high as he stuttered above you, clutching at the edge of the desk that bounced against the floor, biting at your neck to quiet himself as he filled you with his cum.

“Fuck Matty,�� You sighed as he chuckled and looked up to meet your eyes, his hair was damp with sweat and his curls hung over his eyes as he looked at you with a shockingly innocent smile.

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I honestly love this so much🫣

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issuesdolly · 9 months ago

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Your Jonathan Davis Meet & Greet Gets Kinky

Content warning: 18+ Smut, handjob, oral, unprotected sex, p in v, jealousy/teasing sex, finishing inside

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Summary: You are Jonathan Davis’s girlfriend and you accompany him to a Meet & Greet where fans get to interact with him. You generally don’t get jealous but this particular Meet & Greet tests your patience as some fans get way too friendly and flirty with him, touching him to the point of making him aroused. After you get angry, Jonathan decides to make it up to you in a very hot, kinky way.... to reassure you.

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Story:

You had accompanied Jonathan to several of his Meet & Greet events before. They were generally pretty tame as people were extremely excited to meet him but pretty respectful when they actually do. This Meet and Greet was a bit different. It was an event inside a mall outlet store music shop where it's just a meet with Jonathan and not the other band members. He was promoting his solo project and each fan gets a 1 minute chat, a picture and something signed. The two of you had planned to go out to dinner together after the event so it was easier to follow him to the one hour Meet & Greet and go to dinner together after than to wait at home.

Security and entourage were all around, chaperoning the interactions and giving each fan the gentle "time's up" escort after they had their moment. You stood in the corner with a cup of coffee, watching it all go down. You were so proud of him. You loved how radiant his smile was and how kind he was to everybody. No matter how long he has done these kinds of events, he still has a bit of giddy social awkwardness so when a fan is lost for words and over-excited, there's still a bunch of awkward laughter and pauses from Jonathan as well.

And of course, people LOVE to touch him and give him hugs. You've generally accepted this. He's very talented and equally turns people on and has for decades with his sexy stage presence. It's totally undeniable that women, men, transgender and folks of all pronouns are desperate for a picture snuggling him and giving him a big hug. People pull out all sorts of body parts in hopes he will sign them so they can get it tattooed. It's overwhelming just how much people want him to leave a "mark" on them in some way. It's also funny when the men try to play it cool with a civil handshake but clearly wish they could grab him in a hug like the female fans do. However, NO ONE is more forward, aggressive and borderline disrespectful than the female fans. They have no shame. In your heart, you can't really blame them. If this was your only moment with him, you'd probably act the same.

Jonathan always does his best to play it cool though. He'll give them a nice hug, call them "hun" or "sweetheart" and let them embrace him but hasn't crossed any lines anymore. Since he's been with you, he's not hooked up with groupies on tour or taken advantage of the same "opportunities." Generally you both were amused when you'd watch a fan totally lose their cool. For example, one women got her moment with Jonathan for a picture and was so afraid to touch him she was shaking. Jon took the lead and wrapped an arm around her waist and she accidentally let out a giddy moan followed by inappropriately loud laughter. After her picture she went to turn around and shake his hand goodbye and managed to trip over his foot and fall. Security helped her to her feet while Jon said "oh shit sorry hun, are you ok?" All she could do was smile and nod and skulk away as her friend laughed her ass off. Jonathan gave you glances from time to time as the two of you grinned at each other and laughed. People's reactions were sometimes pretty damn funny.

It was getting towards Jon's 20 min break before the next round of Meet & Greet fans got their turn with him. Next up in line was a young lady who looked to be 18 to 20 or so. You smelled trouble. She were dressed beyond provocatively and had a gorgeous see-through goth-lace shirt with a lace bra underneath and a short plaid miniskirt with chains on it. She paired this with thigh high fishnet stockings and heeled boots. She had long and shiny, gorgeous, wavy jet black hair and amazing makeup and piercings. She looked like a pornographic version of Wednesday Addams. Unfortunately you knew this was EXACTLY Jonathan's type and that this girl looked sexy as hell to him.

She slowly approached him with a seductive walk, keeping her cool FAR better than the other fans. Jonathan paused, watching her in a kind of stunned amazement and smiling.

"Hi hun, what's your name?" Jon asked quietly.

"Emilia," she said in a sultry, low voice, while shaking his hand and not being quick to let go of it.

"Nice to meet you, Emilia," Jon replied meekly.

"I can't believe I'm finally meeting you, I listened to your music all the damn time this year, I love you so much," she continued in her soft, beautiful voice.

"Awww, you're too kind hun," Jon said while trying to avoid eye contact with her. She had gorgeous eyes and was giving him the "fuck me" stare and he was definitely trying hard to dodge it while smiling at the ground but stealing glances at her gorgeous body.

Jon tried to break the silence. "So, did you bring something you'd like me to sign or?" Jon said in a giddy tone.

"No. Actually, I'm doing kind of a bucket list thing. I missed my prom. I was sick that night. Stayed home in bed listening to your music all night instead," Emilia continued while forcing eye contact with him and stepping closer.

"Y...yeah? Sorry about your prom. Um. That sucks you missed it," Jonathan said trying to keep his composure.

"That's alright," Emilia said. "I had a MUCH better night in bed listening to you," she said while giving him a naughty smirk and touching his shoulder. Jon couldn't help but let out a dark, dirty chuckle. She chuckled in response.

You were getting flustered by now, wondering just how much further this lady was going to push and tease him.

"So my bucket list idea was if I meet you, take a prom style picture with you, if you're down," Emilia continued cooly, while moving her hand off his shoulder and pointing to her friend, who had her phone ready.

You knew what she meant. She wanted Jon to stand behind her, with her back up against him and his arms wrapped around her from behind, to reinvent those cute “couple's prom night” pictures. You were getting QUITE irritated by now. She'd made him an offer he can't refuse. People in line overheard her request and went "awww! Do it Jon!"

Jon paused awkwardly and looked at her, grinning and sort of wringing his hands a bit, thinking about it.

"Um. Sure hun, it's all good," he said.

She wasted no time turning around and pressing her backside against him. As her friend got their cellphone camera positioned to take the picture, she pressed her short skirt up against the crotch of his pants. He briefly froze just staring down at her ass, pressed up against him in a skirt that barely covered it. Then he awkwardly moved his arms towards her waist for the "cuddle pose" picture. She was bold enough to grab his hands and place them firmly on her hips and hold him in place. She tugged his whole body further against her, pushing her ass into him harder. He tried to loosen her grasp on him a little. He shifted his body against her and briefly lost his balance, stunned by how forward she was being. He touched her hips gingerly with his fingers and tried hard to resist the urge the caress her. He clearly wanted to though. He let out some very nervous laughter while her friend said "ready?" and held up her phone.

Jonathan looked really flustered, even a bit red in the face, and smiled a big awkward smile while the camera flash captured their "moment." People applauded and went “aww” and a few cheered and went “woooo!” and whistled "whe-whewwww!" because it was a pretty damn sexy/cute picture.

You'd seen enough. You were finally pissed. You stormed off into the breakroom and as you walked by security you heard two of them chuckle and one say "told you so man! He shouldn't have brought his girl haha." Sounded like they had wagers going on how long before you lose your cool over thirsty groupies.

You overheard break-time being called shortly after and Jonathan entered the dressing room with a few people from his entourage. He saw you sulking and standing in the corner with a dark expression on your face. He asked them to give you guys some time alone. They agreed and stepped out.

Before you said ANYTHING, Jonathan said "look.... I KNOW. That went too far, I'm sorry. I didn't really know what to do, she caught me off guard." Jon stepped towards you and went to give you a big hug. You rejected it, stepping across the room to sulk some more. He trailed after you, pulling you in closer while trying to give you a big reassuring embrace. "I'm sorry! I should have thought about it!" Jonathan continued. You let him hug you finally.

However, as you were hugging him, your fronts were pressed together and you could feel a bulge in his pants. You let go of him and looked down and could see his very obvious erection. He immediately realized you had noticed and tried to adjust himself while looking embarrassed. You locked eyes with him and gave him an angry scowl.

"You already had a hard-on when you fucking came in here, didn't you?!" you demanded.

Jonathan squinted with embarrassment and put his head in his hands, groaning and sighing, while slowly nodding in acknowledgment and stepping away from you.

"She fucking turned you on! You got a damn boner! I knew it" you said, very flustered at this point.

"I don't know what to say sweetheart, dicks are stupid! She smelled amazing, she was down to fuck and she was batshit crazy, I'm SORRY. You know I wouldn't though! It's- it's biological ... it's-..... DICKS ARE DUMB!!!" Jonathan repeated, stumbling over his words and stuttering with apologies and humiliation.

You stormed over to the couch and sat down. You weren't going to admit it yet, but you knew he was right. Women are ALWAYS trying to seduce him and beg for it and just because he CAN doesn't mean he would fuck them anymore.

"Just fu--- fu... I don't know! Put yourself in my shoes," Jonathan said while sitting down next to you on the couch. You scooted away from him as he tried to touch you. "Imagine there was a literal line out the door full of super hot dudes desperate for even one minute with you, trying to seduce you, tease you and fucking feel you up. Maybe your pussy would get wet or something. Maybe your n-- nipples would get hard! But you wouldn't act on it! It's fucking crazy! It still trips me out anyone is that into me! But- but it’s biological... humans.. we ... fucking suck! Someone grabs you like that and you get horny! Then you gotta fight with your conscience! It's just fucking nature vs. your willpower and it's embarrassing. I'm sorry!! I’m SO, SO SORRY!!" Jonathan said while still trying to pull you in for a hug on the couch.

You reluctantly allowed him to hug you and pull you closer. He caught his breath and breathed hard while pausing, knowing there's not much else he can say. He gave you a very firm, loving hug. You finally returned it and looked him in the eye. You were on the verge of tears. He looked genuinely upset and embarrassed and deeply sorry.

"I LOVE you. I'm not gonna fuck that up over some stranger. I don't do that shit anymore. I don't want to live with that kind of guilt anymore. You've made my life so much better. I'm not gonna throw that away just cuz someone rubs up against me, OK?" You didn't say anything.

"OK?" Jonathan pleaded, while putting his hand on your chin and forcing you to make eye contact with him. His eyes looked like he was half ready to cry he was so embarrassed and upset he’d hurt you.

You locked eyes with him and his eyes bore into you searching for an answer.

"Ok," you whispered. He gave you a big, slow, deep kiss.

"The difference is, YOU are the one I want to touch. YOU'RE the one who I want to come home to, ok?"

You held him and shifted your position on the couch to face him. You draped your legs across his lap as he continued to hold you. Jonathan leaned in and kissed your lips, cheek and then your neck.

"I'm all yours baby," Jonathan said quietly, right into your ear before slowly licking and biting it. You were still flustered and pissed but you weren't about to reject him. You immediately felt yourself shiver and your nipples tingle while he licked and nibbled your ear and neck. He made soft moaning noises as he put his hand on your neck and stroked it, gently grabbing it and pulling you in for a longer, deeper french kiss.

He let you out of the kiss for a moment and breathed against your neck while slowly licking it and moving back up to your ear to whisper into it again. You felt your body tingling and your pussy starting to drip into your panties.

"I'm ALL yours," he repeated. He took your hand with one of his and placed it on his lap, where his dick was still hard.... MUCH harder now.

"And THIS, THIS….. is all yours too," he said in a deep, naughty, quiet voice as he pushed your hand against his dick. You moaned and your thighs shook a bit as the adrenaline shifted from rage adrenaline to insanely horny adrenaline. You started rubbing his hard cock through his pants and he groaned deeply.

You rubbed his pants more firmly and were surprised how animalistic this whole jealousy thing had made you. You grabbed his dick through his pants and he encouraged you to, spreading his legs and sitting back on the couch, locking eyes with you and smiling while pressing your hand hard against his dick through his pants. He grunted and panted. It was clear he really wanted to take all that frustrated sexual energy the fans had left him with and give it all to you.

"Let me make it up to you baby, RIGHT now," Jonathan said in a low voice.

You moaned against his face as he nuzzled you with his beard and you just nodded in agreement. Without a word he got off the couch and knelt in front of you. You were wearing a skirt and a v neck shirt. You opened your legs as he knelt in front of you and parted your thighs. First he pushed his hands up into your shirt, squeezing and caressing your breasts while pushing you back against the couch and letting you whine and grab his dreads. He pushed your shirt up and took one of your breasts into his mouth, licking, sucking and nibbling your nipple. Your breasts tingle and your nipples hardened with arousal and your pussy got more soaked. You had to stay aware of where you were. In a BREAK room with entourage right outside and fans in the lobby waiting for him to return. You tried to stay quiet and keep your moans soft as you gripped his hair more firmly and he went on sucking your breast.

He pushed his hand up your thigh and under your skirt. His hands were so big and warm and you were losing your mind. You had been so furious/jealous and now you were getting everything you wanted and needed. He reached your panties and gently rubbed your pussy through them. His hands felt the heat of your pussy and the fact the crotch of your panties was soaked all the way through to the outside. "Ooohhhh, so hot and bothered," Jonathan said while looking up at your face with a smirk. You had to laugh together. The two of you exchanged a naughty chuckle as Jon continued to rub your clit and pussy through your panties, which were now saturated at the crotch. "Mmmmff... my girl," he whispered at you while dragging his lips across your inner thighs. "Are you going to let me make my girl feel better now?" he asked in a soothing, naughty voice.

"Yes... fuck yes!" was all you could reply as you held his head and stroked his hair. He gingerly rubbed his fingers against your pussy through your panties, before pulling them aside at the crotch. He knelt further into your inner thighs and braced himself against you and the couch. He plunged his face fully under your skirt and started taking deep licks into your pussy. You instinctively moaned... TOO loud. Jon ALSO had to remember where the two of you were.

He kept one hand on your thigh and raised another up to your mouth to cover it while he continued lapping your pussy and shaking his head rapidly against it so he stimulated your clit even more. You moaned loudly into his big hand as it covered your mouth. You felt faint, and when you opened your eyes and looked around the room, you realized your vision was practically hazy. It wasn't until then you realized that level of jealousy followed by actually fucking him was getting you off more than you could ever imagine. You pushed his face harder into your pussy and he let his tongue slide deeper into it as you continued moaning into his hand and breathing hard.

Just then, there was a knock on the break room door. Both of you froze as you were a bit too lost in the moment. Neither of you responded quick enough and the door came open as one of Jonathan's managers stood in the doorway. "Jon, you're wanted back in 10 mi------ ah... SHIT." There was no denying what the two of you were doing.

His manager had walked in on Jon knelt in front of your open legs with his head buried under your skirt. The manager closed the door wordlessly. A moment passed as Jon pulled his face out from between your wet thighs and you pushed your skirt back down to cover yourself. On the other side of the door you could hear two of his entourage muttering to one another and one say "FUCK, not again!" This wasn't the first time the two of you had gotten carried away while he was doing something important.

The door cracked open again as the manager reluctantly stepped back in while avoiding looking at what was going on in the room.

"Do you think you could get your shit together, Jon? You're wanted back in 10 minutes" they said in an annoyed but resigned tone.

"Y---yeah. YES. Sorry," Jonathan replied.

Your cheeks were red and hot and all you could do was look at the ground and cover your face and bury it in your hands with embarrassment.

"Thank you. OK? 10 minutes," the manager reiterated before shutting the door.

You shook your head and were extremely sexually frustrated now. His dick was still hard. You stood up from the couch as you said "we should stop. I'm sorry."

Jonathan stood up and pushed a chair against the door, wedging it against the door knob.

"FUCKIT," Jonathan said in a confident tone. "They aren't gonna do a Jonathan meet and greet without Jonathan!" He stepped back towards you and grabbed your waist. You couldn't believe it. He REALLY was determined to fuck you. But you weren't about to fight him off. "We'll have to make it quick.... but.... I want to finish what we started" Jonathan said with a dark smirk. You returned the smirk and nodded.

Jonathan wasted no time. He kissed down your body and firmly grabbed your thighs, plunging his face back under your skirt and pulling your panties to the side again, licking your clit hard and firm and massaging it rapidly with his tongue. You couldn't help but moan and yelp and feel dizzy, using his shoulders for balance as he gripped your hips, making sure you didn't fall over. He bit the side of your panties and pulled them down your legs with his teeth. You moaned louder, watching him do this. You moved your feet and stepped out of your panties, crushing yourself up against his face. He sucked on the lips of your pussy, pulling them gently with his lips and giving them gentle nibbles. He pushed a finger in and swirled it around inside you while gripping your hip with his other hand and sucking on your clit with his lips. You couldn't take it anymore. You NEEDED him inside you.

"S-s-stand up, come here!" you said. He obeyed you and rose up from where he was knelt in front of you. You breathed hard, staring at him. The two of you were pressed together.

"I wanna fuck you so bad right now," you whimpered.

'So fuck me," Jonathan said in a quiet, calm voice, with a big grin on his face. Instead of doing ANYTHING to you, he let you take the lead. You saw his hard dick through his pants and instead of him undoing his own pants or pulling you into him, he placed both of his arms behind his back and folded his hands together as if he was handcuffed. He just stood there in front of you, waiting to see what you'd do to him while locking eyes with you. He looked down at his pants and then back up at your face, grinning.

You went wild. You grabbed his waist and hungrily undid his belt buckle and undid the button and the zip on his pants. You pushed him against the wall of the break room and reached into his boxers, grabbing his hard dick and jerking him with one hand while pulling him by the hair with your other hand to bring him in for a deep kiss.

He moaned and grunted into your mouth and his cock twitched in your hands. You rubbed the tip of his big dick with your thumb and could already feel precum leaking from the tip. He was as hard as he ever gets, clearly also insanely turned on by how much you desperately wanted to lay claim to him. He was definitely going to let you do whatever you wanted to him. You pressed yourself against him and kept giving him a handjob while the two of you exchanged sloppy kisses and an off-balance, dizzy embrace.

Eventually HE too lost his cool. Witnessing your jealous rage and horniness for him had turned him on to the extreme as well. He was definitely getting off on knowing how bad you wanted him all to yourself. He pushed you back onto the couch. The couch was too narrow to properly climb on top of you so instead, he grabbed your legs up in the air and pulled your body to the side so you were facing him on the couch.

He pulled your legs apart and placed your legs on each of his shoulders, lowering his pants and boxers more. He knelt in front of your pussy in a crouched position on the couch.... He paused for a moment, taking in just how bad you want it. You were gasping in anticipation. You gripped the front of his shirt, pulling him towards you and said "FUCKING DO IT!" you whined. He groaned and pushed his long, hard dick into you. You couldn't be quiet, but you tried. You placed your own hand over your mouth while he fucked you, deeper and deeper with each pump.

"AGGGGHhHH.. S--SHHIIIIIIITTT" Jonathan sputtered while pushing further into your pussy and feeling it grip around him. You were so wet and slippery and still a bit enraged so you returned his firm pumps by aggressively bucking your hips forward against him. You looked at each other's flustered faces while he pushed deeper into you and he picked up speed. You were surprised you already felt so close to coming. I guess something about the adrenaline of rage and jealousy paired with the heat of the moment really had you going.

You gripped his dreads and pulled him closer against you. You don't usually yank his hair this hard but you were still a bit enraged with him. He pressed on top of you, crushing you up against the couch and pumping hard into you. "FUCK. FUCK. SHHIIIITTT.... You really f--fu-ffucking wanted it hmmm?" Jonathan said. You groaned and nodded in return, pushing your hips forward against him.

Jon ground his crotch hard into you and held it there as you still had a firm grip on his hair. "Mmmmmmm... maybe I should make you jealous more often," Jon said in a naughty voice. You didn't like the thought of that…at least you didn’t THINK you did. But now, you were so close to coming you couldn't stand it. You squeezed your pussy tight around him and he winced and went "AGHHH!!! mmmmm" and pumped faster and faster. His huge cock was seeking your deepest regions and you desperately needed to cum with him. You pushed hard against him one more time, impaling yourself on cock. Your pussy pulsated as your orgasm hit you in delicious waves and you couldn't stop yourself from moaning and grunting loudly.

Jonathan wasn't far behind. However, he slowed his pumps briefly while you came, just watching you, almost taken aback by the intensity of your orgasm. All he could do was moan and whimper watching your face and feeling your pussy squeeze and throb around his leaking dick as he was about to bust. "DAMN baby," Jon said as you opened your eyes slowly. You had squirted a little when you came and gotten his crotch extra wet. You had definitely gone full animal on him. You REALLY needed that orgasm. "DAMN," he repeated, realizing just how hard you came all over his cock. He shook his head while smiling gleefully.

Jonathan caught himself and continued pumping nice and hard. It felt amazing as he fucked you in your post-orgasm bliss while your pussy and clit were drenched and super sensitive. However, Jonathan wasted no time pumping harder and faster into you, slamming you against the couch. You could hear the wet slapping of his balls against your drenched cunt and distantly, you could hear people outside the break room as they were getting more impatient. "AHHhhhhhh.... shi--I'm gonna cu- cum!" Jon groaned as his body started shaking. "Cum for me baby," you said while wrapping your legs tightly around him and pushing him as far into you as he could go. "AHHHH!!!! SHHiiiiiiiii----" Jon sputtered as he whimpered and blew inside you. His whole body shook as you hugged him tightly against you and he unloaded his full dick deep inside you. He lost his balance and fell against you on the couch as he came. The two of you blanked out together for a moment as he just emptied and emptied and tried to breathe. It sounded like he was literally having a difficult time inhaling new air.

There was a heavy quiet for a moment as the two of you just froze in that position until he was done pumping and leaking every last drop. You loosened your grip on his dreads and slowly parted your thighs, letting his crotch out of the lock you had him in while he'd come. He was lethargic and dizzy, while shaking and panting. The two of you slowly and reluctantly let go of each other as he pulled out of you. He whined and groaned as he tried to stand up, only to stumble and quickly fall back down on the couch with his dick still out of his pants, still leaking and dripping. The two of you sat side by side on the couch, catching your breath while dripping juices onto the fabric of it.

"Well SHIT, baby!" Jonathan eventually said with his voice breaking, as he began to giggle, trying to figure out how to clean up this mess. You locked eyes with him and giggled back. Just a few moments later there was an insistent knock on the door. The manager knew better than to open the door this time but they said in a pissed- off voice, "JON! You are wanted back at the meet and greet table... NOW."

"OK! ON MY WAY! SHIT MAN!" Jonathan said with his voice cracking as he slowly staggered to his feet, looking dazed and confused. Jonathan looked around the room for something to clean the two of you up with.

There was a tissue box on the table. He grabbed a bunch of tissues and wiped his leaking dick and the front of his pants before handing some tissues to you for you to clean yourself up with. Your legs were shaking as you wiped your inner thighs and pussy and stumbled across the room to locate your panties and put them back on. As you put them back on you realized how soaked they were and thought of just throwing them away, but figured you'd better just wear them. His cum was leaking down your thigh so you lined your wet panties with some tissues so it wouldn’t leak all the way down your leg.

The two of you embraced and slowly kissed one more time.

Jonathan sighed, still breathing hard and beads of sweat coming down his forehead, as he pushed his sweaty, tangled hair out of his face. He leaned against your ear.

"I love you. Like I said....I'm All yours baby, I promise. Always," he whispered as he gently felt you up and kissed your cheek.

"I love you too, Jon," you quietly replied.

You looked at his face. His beard was still a bit damp from him having gone down on you. You giggled and said "you should probably wash your face."

Jon pressed his hands against his face and gently mopped his beard while laughing and grinning. "Probably," he said while smirking.

"Or maybe I'll just go back. There's probably not time anyway. You and I can just know you left your mark on me," he said while winking and smirking.

The thought of him going back out there smelling like you turned you on incredibly. You grinned and just nodded your head.

The two of you held hands and hobbled out of the break room unsteadily together, looking rather dazed and elated. Reluctantly you let go of his hand and stood back in the corner of the Meet & Greet room. He took slow, unsteady steps back to his Meet & Greet desk and the queue of fans continued to approach him one by one. He had the biggest goofy smile on his face and looked very exhausted now, still trying to catch his breath and play it cool.

Any chance he got, he exchanged a glance with you and you returned it with a naughty smile and a wave. Distantly you could hear his managers angrily muttering.

All you could make out was "someone's gotta tell Jon to stop letting his girl tag along to these damn things, man."

#jonathan davis x reader #jd korn #jonathan davis #jonathan davis korn #korn band #fanfic #fanfiction #jon davis #jonathan davis fanfic #smut #fem reader #edging kink #edging and denial #public exhibition #exhibition kink

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noneuclitean · 2 years ago

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the public valentine challenge begins 💖 as promised, im starting off fully dressed, and will remove one piece of clothing each hour. also, i have to edge on this pillow until we meet the first goal!

#public valentine challenge #nsft.#bd/sm.#free use.#objectification.#cnc.#bimboification.#trans nsft.#publicsex.#humping.

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spntoxicfemslashevent · 6 months ago

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It's tragic that Meg and Rowena never met. Imagine the amazing bloody publicsex they could've had. Imagine fucking your enemy's mom and his mom doesn't even like him either.

when they shit talk crowley post coitus <3. also let’s be real. anyone meg is fucking on a regular basis needs a resurrection charm level back up to survive

#spntoxicfemslash #prompt #spn femslash #submitted prompt #anonymous #rowena macleod #meg masters #meg masters/rowena mcleod

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lilacxoz · 2 years ago

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Sneaky Neighbors - Kuroo Tetsurou

F!reader

Heavy degradation, creampie, cheating!reader, timeskip, semi-publicsex, almost getting caught, spanking, pain, dacryphilia, oral(reader receives), not really mention but drunk sex, you guys are just plain nasty, no beta read we die like daichi.

I am not responsible for people under 18 who read this. minors or ageless bloggers please dni!

Your neighbor was a hot older athlete. He was in his mid twenties while you were just turning nineteen. You knew he was a sports manager, but his muscular and lean body said he did a lot more than that.

You had a boyfriend of three years, but all you could think about was your hot neighbor. You one that was wrong, but the idea of having to sneak around to not get caught thrilled you. Maybe you were sick in the head, but you didn’t care.

You were sitting in the flower field in front of the apartments community garden that you’ve helped curate along with the other older ladies who started the communal space. You had fallen asleep in the flowers from what was supposed to be a relaxing reading session. You woke up to the sound of laughter, looking over to see your hot neighbor sitting on the bench right by you.

“Kuroo I- oh!” You scrambled to your feet, your hot neighbor wearing nothing but a black tank and red sweats. He looked like he had just come from the gym, a gold necklace hanging from his neck.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to wake you, it’s just you were singing in your sleep-“ he couldn’t even finish his sentence before laughing again. A blush forms on your face as you wipe some grass off your face and dress. This wasn’t how you wanted your crush to see you, you felt so embarrassed.

“What’s happening?” You looked over to see your boyfriend walking by from coming home from work, stopping to see the scene. Your boyfriend looked at your face and appearance, putting the puzzle together. “Ohh, she was singing in her sleep again? Yeah, it’s kind of odd..” he says before holding out a hand to you. You look back at Kuroo, his laughter completely gone and replaced with a hard expression.

The next day you prepared a gift basket for your neighbor. Your boyfriend was at work for an extra long shift in the hospital, which meant you had the day and night to yourself. You had planned on getting to know Kuroo better. You knew your real intentions were wrong, but a big part of you just didn’t care.

You wore a white summer dress with blue floral print, tights, and white heels. You walked to the end of the hall to your neighbors place. You knew he was home because you heard him playing music earlier. You brushed off your dress before softly knocking on the worn out white door, the white paint chipped and cracked.

He opened the door a few seconds later, hair wet as he wore nothing but a grey sweatpants. You noticed the tattoo on the side of his torso of a crack of lightning roots, trailing down and under his sweats. You gulped as you met his golden and curious eyes.

“What’s got you at my doorstep?” He asks, a hand on the door frame as he leans on the other side. You tried to hold back a blush, holding out the gift basket containing baked goods and beer. “Baked goods and beer? Where have you been all my life,” he jokes, “why don’t you enjoy them with me?” He lowers his hand, motioning for you to follow him. You do so, your stomach exploding in butterflies.

His place smelt like his expensive cologne, a complete mess but in a good way. He had some clothes on the floor along with a few dirty dishes. His place just looked lived in, and you liked it that way. He took you to the balcony, a soft warm breeze passing by. He set the gift basket on the balcony, handing you one of the White Claws. You both cracked your own cans open, a small smile on his face as he leaned against the balcony.

You tried your best to keep your eyes to yourself, but it was hard when his washboard abs were right in front of you. A small smirk formed on his face as he chugged half the beer. “What made you so kind today?” He asks, his eyes not hiding the way he looks you up and down.

“Just felt kind I guess?” You say, giggling softly. He smiled at your answer, settling his beer down as he crossed his large arms over his chest. You felt like an entire butterfly enclosure was settled in your stomach, a blush taking over your face and ears.

“What’s got you so red in the face?” He points out, almost teasingly as if he already had his own answer for it. You just shrug as he takes a few steps closer to you. “You don’t know? Oh but I think you do,” he says through a smirk. Suddenly, your caged to the wall by his muscular arms in such a way that makes you face him. Your lips were merely inches away, his breath smelling of the sweet beer he just drank.

“We shouldn’t,” you breath out ad your hands slowly train down his body. The rest on his abs, his head tilting as he raises an eyebrow.

“If we shouldn’t,” he leans in close to your ear, “then why are you touching me y/n?” You felt so vulnerable, and the factor of getting caught is what only heightened your arousal. “Oh, don’t tell me,” amusement laces his voice as he says, “does the wrongness of this make you aroused?” He deeply chuckles, “little pervert.”

“I-I’m not a pervert!” You say, looking up to be met with his beautiful eyes. He takes your jaw in his hand, crashing his lips to yours. He takes your breath away with the softness of his lips on yours mixed with the rough and passionate kiss. He skillfully slid his knee between your legs, moving down to kiss at your neck and jaw. You mewled out a moan as you became painfully aware of the second heartbeat between your legs. Your hips moved against his leg, desperately trying to get relief. Your hands rested on his shoulders and he moved further down your body, pulling your dress up as he kisses your stomach and hip. You groaned at the loss of friction from his leg, your breath heavy and unsteady.

He kissed down your thighs until he helped you out of your heels and tights. He looked at your lack of panties, giving you an amused look. “Wow, looks like you knew this would happen, fuckin’ dirty girl.” You only whined in response, his hands gripping onto your thighs as he begins to lick your spit. He helps guide a leg over his shoulder, gaining better access to your soaked pussy.

Your body shivered when he slipped his tongue in all the right places, your hands fisting his jet black locks while your head rolled back. You felt weak in the knees, letting him slowly unravel that deep part inside you. You relaxed against the brick wall, letting the much needed itch you had finally get the attention it needed. Sex with your boyfriend was rare, and when it did happen, he always finished too early and never took the time to pamper you when you did take the time to pamper him.

You felt so close to your euphoric high, body tending up as he helped you get there by pumping his fingers inside you. You let out a whiny series of moans as your body shook against him. You’d never felt so much of an intense orgasm before, your vision momentarily going blank.

He carried you inside, bending you over the kitchen island. You felt a harsh slap to your ass as he kisses your neck. “Tell me how you want it,” he whispers, planting one more slap to your ass.

“Rough and raw,” you breath out, a dark chuckle escaping him. You felt his hand fist your hair as you felt his tip kiss your entrance.

“What a dirty pervert you are, you wanna get fucked rough and raw? Filthy whore.” You only moaned at the degradation, hands curled into fists on the cold counter. You let out a screem-like moan when he bottomed out inside you, completely taken aback at the size of him. Tears fell from your eyes as your mouth watered, he filled you up so nicely and you didn’t know half of the emotions that were crawling from the deepest parts of you.

His brutal thrusts kept your voice loud, your head being yanked back by your hair as he kissed and sucked on your neck. You didn’t care about the hickeys, if anything, it only heightened the fear of getting caught. “Oh god, I-I can’t, oh-“ he slapped your face, a grunt coming from him.

“You won’t speak unless it’s my name or how much better I make you feel than your stupid boyfriend,” he demands. You nod, mascara running down your cheeks as you cried from the pleasure, he let your hair go, your hands quickly taking off your dress over your head. You were completely bare against the cold countertop, your nipples hard pebbles from the contact.

“Kuroo! Ah~ so-so good!” You moaned, legs starting to shake as an orgasm slowly approaches. He helps you through it, bringing a hand down to rub your clit. The added stimulation was the perfect combination for an intense blended orgasm. Your legs shook as you let yourself go, cumming all over his cock as you screamed his name.

“You really are pathetic, cumming all over your neighbor like that? Slut.” You only felt more aroused by his insults. He paused at the sound of a knock on the door. Your heart pounded against your chest as scenarios ran through your head. He smirked, taking you and pushing you up against his front door. Your back was to the door as he held on of your thighs up against his hip. It was a perfect position for him to be able to stick just half of his upper body into view. Your heard pounded as he slowly grinded into you while opening the door. You covered both your hands to your mouth, trying your best to keep in your moans.

“Yaho!” A voice said from the other side, “ready for movie night?” You hear Kuroo groan as his knuckles turn white from how hard he was holding the door. You reach a hand down, fondling his bald which earns a shaky breath from him.

“Kuroo-bro, you okay?” You hear another voice say.

“‘M fuckin’ fine, give me a couple minutes, yeah?” He didn’t wait for a response before slamming the door and you with it. He crashed his lips to yours as he pounded you into oblivion. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head, his free hand covering your mouth to muffle your sweet moans,

“Fuck,” he groaned. He knew he couldn’t fuck you against the door without them finding out. They knew of his crush on you and the situation, it would make him look really bad. He slipped out of you, forcefully dragging you to his bathroom. He turns on the shower before placing you on top of the countertops you wrap your legs around his waist as he slips himself back into you. He plants kisses along your jaw and neck as he pounds into you at an inhumane pace. It leaves you breathless, another orgasm forming along with his.

“Baby, ‘ma cum, you’ll let me fill up your dirty pussy?” You just moan, nodding as you let your orgasm take you over. Your legs shake violently against him, eyes rolling into the back of your head as you feel him shoot load after load into you. It takes a minute before you both catch your breaths and he finally detaches from you.

“Get in the shower, I’ll get you clothes for you,” he says.

“What about the guys?” You ask, lips purple and swollen.

“Don’t worry, when you come out I’ll explain your shower broke and you needed to use mine.” You nod, a small smile forming on your face.

“Can we do this more often?” You ask, he nods before slapping your ass.

“You come to me when that cheap asshole can’t make you scream like I can.”

#haikuu #modern haiku #kuroo tetsurou #kuroo x y/n #kuroo x reader #haikyuu kuroo #smut #haikuu smut #haikyuu time skip #kuroo testuro #kuroo smut #kuroo timeskip

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