#robert fischer Drabble

[darlingsfandom]

You’re not in charge honey …

Anon: Hi, can you write one for Robert Fischer where he is forced to marry y/n because of his father’s wish and his father always likes y/n because he thinks she is more capable than Robert. So Robert gets frustrated and take it out on y/n to let her know who’s in charge in bed lol. sorry if the plot is too long!

TW: cum eating, p in v, unprotected sex, breath play, degradation, swearing!

Not proofread !

You were smart, funny, kind and overall a good fit for Robert in his father’s eyes. In reality you would admit Robert is an attractive man but he was a spoiled brat underneath it all. When the two of your first met he was starstruck with you because he’d admit you’re an attractive piece of ass but as the two of you dated he found himself getting bored of you. You were a toy he outgrew but his father would not allow that.

“Excuse me? Did you just say I have to marry her?” Robert about choked on his wine as his father sat across the table from him. “It’s bad enough I have to live with her!” He rolled his eyes before setting his glass down.

“And here I am thinking you adore me darling!” You rolled your eyes before flinging your napkin off your lap.

“See! She’s a spoiled brat!” Robert whined.

“That’s rich coming from you!” You slapped him upside the head before his father let out a chuckle. Robert shot him a look and his father shook his head.

“You’re only bothered by her because she’s the only that puts up with your shit Robert! You don’t like that she’s dominating over you.” His father took another sip of his drink before he stood up. “You’re marrying her! That’s final. And if you try to find a way out, you can kiss your inheritance goodbye.” His father stormed out of the room leaving a pissy Robert sitting alone.

Later that evening you were in the silk sheets wearing his favorite little outfit with the faux fear that lined the top of the cleavage. Robert walked into the room and leaned against the door frame.

“What the matter ? So sad you have to marry little ol’ me ? The girl who gives you everything you want! The girl who praises you!” You sat up on your knees with a playful pout. “Must be awful having to marry the fuck who fucks you in the ass!” Robert slammed the door shut before he strolled over to you, grinned and wrapped his hand around your throat. Both of you smiled at each other before the grip tightened and you felt the air leave your lungs.

Robert watched as your eyes slowly closed before he let go of your throat making you suddenly gasp for air. Your breathing was uneasy but this was normal. His fingers traced over the marks on your neck making you perk up.

“You think you’re so cute, that you have the higher up in this but we both know who’s really in charge.” Robert pulled the strap of your lingerie making you jump when it snapped back against your skin. He licked his lips before he stripped down to just his boxers. “Now be a good girl and come suck my cock.” Robert stuck his hand down his boxers, pumped his cock enough to the get the precum on his fingers before taking his cum covered fingers and shoved them in your mouth. “That’s right baby, can’t talk back with your mouth full.”

You sucked heavily on his fingers while looking into his eyes. Robert pulled out his fingers and rubbed them across your face before pulling his boxers off. His cock was actually the biggest you’ve ever had considering one was made out of plastic , lived in your bedside table and once in a while went up his ass. He grabbed you by your hair, pulled you down and stood at the side of the bed as you laid down to wrap your lips around the head of his sticky cock. A soft moan left his lips as you sucked the head.

“See, so much better when your mouth is full of cock.” His hand smoothed over your hair while you look up at you with those oh so innocent eyes. He loved your innocent act but that’s what it was, an act but not for him no, he knew how bad you were behind the doors. How could some as sweet as you do such naughty things. You swirled your tongue around the head before slowly stuffing the rest of his cock down your throat. Your nose hit his trimmed happy trail making you scrunch your nose since it tickled.

Robert’s hand stayed on the back of your head while you sucked his cock eagerly. The sounds of you gagging mixed with his moans were enough to have you clenching around nothing. His fingers pulled on your hair making whine around his cock sending a shiver up his spine until he moved his hands to your cheeks and held them gently before he started thrusting down your throat.

Tears trickled down your cheeks, your hands gripped his thighs and he looked down at you with those dark eyes as he fucked your face. He loved face fucking you. You took it like the good girl you are. He pulled away and awed as the string of spit that connected his cock to your lips shined. You took your chance to breathe before sitting up on your knees. Robert pushed you back down before he climbed on top of you, pinned your hands above your head and held them there before he grabbed his belt off the floor to tie them above your head.

He grabbed your legs and spread them wide.

“Look at that, not wearing any panties and already dripping onto the sheets. What a fucking slut.” Robert slapped your pussy making you jump with excitement. He did it again making you yelp. “You would enjoy that.” He rolled his eyes as he spanked your pussy again.

You wiggled your hips but he pinned them back down before he sat between your legs to stroke your cunt slowly before sitting up on his knees, pulling you closer and rubbed the head against your soaked folds.

“Sir!” You gasped as he pushed the head in. Robert wasted no time in pushing his cock into. Your mouth hung open as he stretched you good. Even though you and Robert fucked a few times a week he always felt huge in you. Whines left your mouth as he held up your hips and fucked into you hard. Long deep strokes to hit that spot you liked. Robert reached between your bodies to rub circles on your clit with his thumb as you whined out his name.

“That’s it honey, taking my cock like a dirty fucking slut. Everyone thinks you’re so innocent but you’re such a dirty slut!” He wrapped your legs around his waist before he powered over you and placed his hands around your neck. Your signature smile appeared as he choked you out. Small gasps of breath were leaving your lungs as he fucked you faster, the sheets tangling below you as he looked into your eyes. You looked so pretty below him.

The bed rocked with his thrusts. Echos of his balls slapping against your cunt filled the room making you squeeze his cock. He let up on your throat before he hooked his fingers into your mouth. You greedily sucked on them . Robert wasn’t taking it easy on you. You had more tears streaming down your face until you felt him slap your face. You sucked faster on his fingers and smoothed your hair that time.

“Fuck! I’m going to cum in you sweetheart!”

You whimpered around his fingers until he pulled them out and wiped them across your breasts. He forced open your mouth before he spit in it and watched you swallow.

“That’s right baby, you take what I give you!” His thrusts were getting sloppy as he held onto your hips and coated your insides with his hot cum. “Take every last drop!” He grunted fucking his last few drops into you.

You whimpered signaling to him that you wanted him. Robert rubbed your clit fast in hard circles. You tried to close your eyes as your orgasm hit but he slapped you again making you look at him as you squeezed his cock.

“Good girl.” He pulled out of you, scooped up the leaking cum with three fingers before shoving them in your mouth. “Father always wanted me to marry a good girl, still don’t know if that’s actually you.” He pulled out his fingers as you laid there with your hands still tied above your head. Robert cleaned himself up before he even looked in your direction.

He was a spoiled little prick that you loved and in his own twisted way he loved you as well but he’d never admit it.

[thevelvetvampyre]

The Typo - Robert Fischer x Secretary

I’ve just watched Secretary and I had to write a version of it for Robert Fischer so this is heeeeeavily inspired by the film.

“Now, pull up your skirt.”

“Why?”

“You're not worried that I'm going to fuck you, are you? I'm not interested in that, not in the least. Now, pull up your skirt.”

Warnings: small age gap (reader is early 20’s, rob is mid 30’s), roberts a dom, spanking, adult content, non-penetrative sex, he cums on you lol

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Mr.Fischer had strict rules when it came to how you worked in his office. All you were required to do was type and answer the phone, nothing more or nothing less. Focus on making no typos, keeping the staples filled, making sure his pencils were sharp and I repeat, absolutely no typos.

Other than the boring mundane you grew to love in the routine he made for you, your favourite part of the job was delivering the letters you typed out on the state of the art typewriter he bought as your gift for being such a good girl.

Placing the sealed envelope in between your wet lips, you dropped to your hands and knees as your palms walked you to his office. Crawling on the lush, carpeted floor to his desk, your pussy heated up and dripped with anticipation, hoping that this was the day he’d finally touch you and tear you apart by your tight hole.

Stopping in front of his desk, you sat back on your shins and looked up at him behind the big, oak piece of wood. Not looking up or acknowledging your presence, you felt the paper wet in your mouth and coat your tongue in a chalky, dry feel.

Muffling a whimper after sitting on your knees for two minutes with no reaction from your boss, your shins started to prickle against the fur of the carpet and you sat as still as you could, attempting to impress him with your patience.

Finally glancing off the papers his slick pen was marking, he gave you an expressionless gaze as he remained emotionless, blinking unimpressed at your persistance. Glaring his baby blue iris’s into your furrowed, begging sockets he huffed a sigh and pushed his chair back on it’s wheels.

Standing up and sneaking his hands into his pockets, he took long, slow strides around the bulk of brass wood. Now he stood over you, tilting his head with a small pout as his glance softened at your big, puppy eyes looking up at him.

The smell of his cologne had polluted your nostrils, feeling your walls clench around nothing as the scent of him alone turned you animalistic. Continuing to whimper as you rolled your hips onto the back of your shins for some relief, his eyes never left yours as he kept his crotch close to your face and watched you unravel beneath him.

Enjoying the show, his eyebrows cocked in entertainment at your struggled attempt of friction on your soaked slit.

Reaching down and pinching the paper in between his thumb and index finger, he slid the envelop out your mouth and brought it to his face. Analysing the paper as he turned his wrist to look at it at all angles, he hummed out with a clenched jaw as he admired the drying saliva in the shape of your teeth.

Dropping the paper to his side, he made his way back around the desk and sat on his thick, leather chair. Pulling himself back into the crevice of the counter, he dropped the letter next to him and resumed his work. Clearing his throat, his eyes remained on the paper through your submissiveness, not giving you any attention.

With the lack of acknowledgement, you whined a small moan out your lips feeling defeated. His focus never deferring from the paper that laid limp on his desk.

“You can go.” He said bluntly, a tear forming in the corner of your eye with how you were left unsatisfied yet again.

Sitting back up on your stinging knees and sweaty palms, you turned around and crawled shamefully out the door as a hot tear trickled down your cheek. Feeling the cold air on the wet cotton that covered your mound, the fabric turned cold against your dripping cunt.

Keeping his chin down but snapping his eyes upwards to watch as your hips swayed on all fours, his cock pulsated and started to swell at your compliance. Admiring the wet patch he had perfect view of with your pussy revealing your arousal in your spread position, his dry bottom lip dropped slowly and blood began to fill his thick, veiny cock.

Your skirt had ridden up and exposed the bottom of your asscheeks, your black tights were close to transparent and displaying the perfect view of your panties. Gulping the ball of saliva down his throat, his eyes followed you out until you had quietly sneaked out his office.

Clearing his throat as he felt his erection leak out his tip, his eyes fell back to his paper and he regained focus on his work.

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Sitting at your desk, it had been a couple of hours since you delivered the letter to Mr.Fischer. A wave of relief passed you as you had no feedback, meaning the letter was perfect and you had impressed him with your typing.

Giving yourself a small grin as you proudly sat in your chair twirling a strand of your soft hair, the phone buzzed on your desk and caught your attention.

“How can I help, Mr.Fischer?” You’re heart started pounding in your chest, banging against your ribs as a heat prickled up your face in excitement to hearing his voice on the speaker phone.

“Come into my office.” He says calmly, his voice husky and low.

“But… Mr.Saito is here for his meeting, sir.” You glance over at Mr.Fischer’s client who had been sat patiently for the past fifteen minutes, giving him a smile which he returned eagerly.

“Ms. Y/L/N, come into my office.” He responds, waiting a few moments as the calmness stayed evident in his voice.

“Yes, sir.” You couldn’t help but smile, a blush trickling on your cheeks as you stood carefully and made your way down the hall into his office.

Walking through his already opened door, you stood by the frame and held your hands behind your back. A smile growing on your face as your boss sat on the chair behind his desk with his knees wide and fingers interlinked on his stomach. A pool of hot, leaking arousal started to drip out of your desperate cunt as he stared at you with a clenched jaw and huffing nostrils.

“Close the door.” He instructed, a careful tone in his voice that was barely above a whisper.

You turned around faster than you could blink, closing the door and taking small steps in front of his desk.

“Yes, Mr.Fischer?” Your walls were pulsating, chest flushed with arousal and a wide, willing grin on your face.

Watching as his eyes fell from yours onto the paper in front of you on his desk, he nodded towards the open letter and you shuffled closer.

“I want you to read the letter.” He looked back up at you and sat further back in his chair. “Tell me what you see.”

Picking up the thin paper in your hand, you raised it closer to your eyes and quickly scanned through. It was the letter you wrote only a few hours ago, heart beating in your ears as your eyes flickered through the sentences.

“Hm?” His eyebrows cocked up, waiting for the response that was clogged in your throat.

“I-I don’t see… anything.” The last word was a whisper, lowering the paper and glancing up at him. He had an unsatisfied look on his face, scrunching it in disappointment and shaking his head slowly.

“Put the letter on my desk.” The words were slow and purred, the wetness of his mouth evident with his pronunciation.

Following his instruction, you placed the paper back onto the wood and watched as he stood up, sighing as he walked past you. Hearing the sounds of his shoes stop clacking on the floor, a wave of heat spread along your backside and the familiar scent of bourbon, spiced wood and musk surrounded your skin.

“Now, I want you to bend over the desk and read the letter very carefully. Bend over so you’re looking directly at it.” You furrowed your brows and turned your neck slightly to look at him. He was a mere inches away from your face and you shivered at the proximity of you.

“Uh… I don’t understand.” Shy and vulnerable underneath him, your words were quiet and shaky.

“There’s nothing to understand. Put your elbows on the desk and get your face very close to it.” With no agitation in his voice, you were unsure if he was being serious or not. After a few moments passed, a huff left his lips and his eyes rolled.

“Put your elbows on the desk, get your face close to it and read.” Doing as you were told, you bent over the desk as the letter sat in between your forearms.

“Mhm… good.” He groaned under his breath.

Clearing your throat as your cheeks heated up with embarrassment and arousal, you felt his body step closer and a loud sigh leave his lips.

“Pull your skirt up.” Eyes widening at his request, his demand sent your pussy fluttering and arousal dripping out of you.

“Why?” You continued to face forward, nervous to see the stern, cold look on his face.

“You’re not worried I’m going to fuck you, are you?” The bluntness of his voice made you whimper, the filthy connotation of his ask causing you to bite your lip and shake your head softly.

“I’m not interested in doing that.” His voice became gentle, placing both hands on your hips as his crotch aligned with your ass, feeling his heat vibrate on you as he kept at a distance.

The admission of not wanting to fuck you made your heart drop, disappointing you and causing a pout to grow on your lips.

“Now, pull your skirt up.” His hands pressed into your hips harsher, slightly massaging them before pulling them away. He remained standing in the same spot, cock hardening as he watched you pull back and flip up your skirt.

A small groan left his lips as he stared down at your exposed panties, tilting his head and biting his lip as he admired the roundness of your flesh. His tip began pulsating, slightly poking into you and causing a whimper to fall from your lips.

“Read it. Read it aloud.” He grunted under his breath, huskily commanding you with his voice.

“Dear Mr.Cobb, I’m grateful to you for referring…” Mr.Fischer took his hand and slapped it harshly across your ass, squeaking as your hips pushed forward painfully and you shot your head back to look at him.

“Continue.” You noticed how his hair was slightly looser, a pink flush across his lips that ran from his cheeks. His eyebrows furrowed and he never peeled his eyes off of your jiggling ass as his slap continued to ricochet across your skin.

“Uhm…” You were dazed and shocked by his hit, losing focus on the words and losing your ability to speak. Were you dreaming?

A dream come true.

“Ms. Y/L/N. Read.” His voice was growing louder, a disciplinary tone in his voice. You looked back at the paper and your breath shook as you caught up to where you left off.

“For referring to me as your energy supply.” Your words were chocked and salivated, your cunt throbbing for him to touch you where you heated up most.

Using the same hand, Mr.Fischer took a strike at the same ass cheek, his palm vibrating at the sting of your skin slapping together. Wincing out in pain, your teeth dug into your bottom lip as it trembled. His thick, veiny shaft was swelling with each ripple your skin bounced. Groaning lowly as a violent red started to creep onto your cheek, he swung his wrist at lighting speed and hit your sore skin once more.

Flinching forward and feeling the hard wood press against your hip bones, your wincing became louder and your knees shook. Taking a couple of breaths, your eyes returned onto the paper as you struggled to find your balance.

“The subject of renewable energy has been of interest to me for quite a while. And my secretary has prepared research material…” Your words were once more interrupted by a short, hard slap onto your ass.

Your skin began vibrating with his violence and stinging at the contact of the cold air in his office. Moaning out as he struck you once more, your cunt began leaking in desperation under his abuse.

“I think you’ll find illuminating.” You heard him grunt loudly before bringing his palm once more to your skin, the sting now unbearable as you began wiggling under his control.

It was impossible to focus, your eyes missing words and scanning over sentences you’ve accidentally missed as your vision became impaired with a hazy lens, the tears filling your sockets from the inflicted pain.

Panting out from the forceful action of his slap, you heard him whimper under his breath as he admired the red your skin had swelled to. Lifting his wrist, he pushed all his force into another slap and shoved you further onto the desk.

“Oh.” You sobbed, only causing his cock to spill pre-cum inside his expensive, lush pants. Taking a breath, you opened your teary eyes and continued.

“Yours sincerely, Robert F-“ Your sobbed moan interrupted you as the sound of your sore, swollen skin filled the room once more. You could’ve sworn you were bleeding, his slaps feeling like miniature knifes cutting into you with each attack.

“Robert Fischer.” Panting as he stood up and regained his balance after violently striking your ass cheeks, he ran his fingers through his messed hair and took deep breaths. Placing his hands on his hips, he looked down as furrowed his brows at the pulsating tent in his pants, only inches away from your limp, sobbing body. After taking a few moments to breath, he walked to the other side of you as slowly pet your untouched asscheek.

“Read it again.” He huffed out. Tears began pouring out your eyes as you looked down at the paper again, sniffling as you squeezed your legs together in an attempt to relieve you of even an inch of your agonising arousal.

Starting from the top, you re-read the letter with great difficulty. Being interrupted twelve times as he abusively slapped the other side of your ass. Your skin was pulsating at rapid speed and by the end of the letter, you had screamed his name in a muffled moan, a spill of curse words purring out of him as your tears fell onto the inked paper below you.

Breathing as he gave you a moment to rest, he groaned as his hands grasped at the side of your hips once more. You laid there with smudged mascara, choked breaths and your ass burning as your brain turned into mush over his abuse. Digging his digits into the side of you, he admired his work of violence on your skin and pushed you further onto the desk. Now basically on your tip toes, his fingers hooked under your panties and ripped them away from your mound, the cotton falling into a soft pool at your ankles.

“Fuck…” He groaned out.

“Who got you this wet Ms.Y/L/N?” You breathed out a response that was nowhere near loud enough for anyone other than yourself to hear.

“Who?” His words icy and venomous.

“You, sir!” A moan fell from your lips, shaking at the feeling of your cold air on your pussy. A small sob continuing to spur out of you, you shifted on the desk while your chest remained staying glued to the counter top, wanting to do anything to impress Mr.Fischer and prove you were the best secretary he could ever have.

“I thought you said you weren’t going to fuck me.” Your voice sad and shaky, the sudden realisation of how vulnerable you had become under him.

“I’m not.” Staying emotionless, he fumbled around his belt and zip, the clanking noise of the metal hitting the ground and causing a pang of anxiety in your chest.

You heard him struggle slightly but heard the sound of his finger nails scrapping past his skin, stripping him of all his clothes that covered his erection.

Pulling his hard, throbbing cock out into his palm, he used his thumb to smear the cloudy pre-cum that had covered his angry, red tip. Continuing to slowly circle the lubricating substance along the small slit, his head fell back and his eyes squeezed shut, a small groan leaving his throat at the slow sensation he stroked on himself.

Leaning forward slightly but making it sure to not press his cock against your bare cunt, he reached out the same palm that collected his arousal and held it under your mouth.

“Spit.” He cupped his hand and sitting back up on your elbows, you looked down at his palm that was covered in a translucent, thick liquid and spat directly into the center of it.

Finding his position back behind you and opening his legs slightly, he used the palm you spat on to start stroking his cock. He twisted his wrist and moaned softly under his breath, keeping his eyes glued to your spread pussy on his desk. Watching as you clenched around nothing, in response to his desperate groans as he fisted himself, your hole began to leak a white liquid down your slit, tickling your mound and causing you to wriggle and whimper.

At the sight of this, Mr.Fischer began stroking himself violently, groaning as his mouth fell open and his eyebrows knitted fiercely together. The vein in his neck began thumping under his skin and angrily poked through, his skin growing hotter and redder with each stroke.

As you lay there, you were unable to see him but heard as his voice began trembling with each groan.

“Fuck- so submissive.” He gave a throaty moan as you stayed limp on his desk, feeling your pussy flutter at his praise.

“I bet your cunt’s tight hm- oh, uhm- you’re fucking soaking.” The last word became higher in pitch as his knees buckled, flicking his wrist faster and rougher.

He stared at your salivating pussy and wanted nothing more but to press his cock deep into your hole, fucking the back of your cervix and fucking his cum so deep you’d walk around the office with it, smelling like sex and feeling him leak out of you whenever you stood up.

“I’m so close…” He whined out, reaching forward to grab your hip with his free hand.

Pumping his tensing cock, his balls aggressively bounced with each stroke. Chasing his high desperately as a tear formed in the corner of his eye, his nails dug into your skin and caused you to wince.

“I’m gonna cum on your cunt.” He grunted through his breaths, sounding animalistic as the wetness of his strokes filled the wall.

“Mm-mhm.” You whined.

The squelching noises of his palm around his throbbing, veiny cock sent you over the edge, moaning at your lack of friction and the sounds of his choked, pleasured sobs. Pressing into your hip even harder, you heard him groan from the bottom of his belly as a hot liquid shot onto your mound, soaking your slit with his seed as the shots of the cloudy substance spread on your exposed pussy.

“Oh fuck- yes… ah!” He winced at the end, shooting his head back and squeezing his eyes shut.

His knees wobbled and his hand loosened around your hip, slowly continuing to pump at himself as his face blushed red and his swollen lips fell open.

Laying still on his desk as you felt his cum leak down the outside of your pussy, it dripped to your clit and delicately ran past your pressure point, causing you to squeal as it tickled you.

Taking both of his hands and spreading your cheeks, he watched as the white, thick goo trickled down your cunt onto your thighs and the floor. Continuing to pant as he stared in awe, he moaned at the sight of the mixture of both of your arousals dripping down your leg.

Standing back up, you remained lifeless on his desk in shock of what had just happened. Hearing the zip of his pants and buckle of his belt, you remained with your elbows looking up at his chair as he walked over and sat opposite you. Running his fingers through his gelled hair that had become messy in the midst of him fisting himself till he came onto your bare pussy, he cleared his throat and kept his eyes on the paper in front of him, picking up a red pain and opening the cap.

“Tell Mr.Saito he can come in now.” Furrowing your brows at his lack of expression, you stood up and pulled your panties back to cover your mound. Instantly, you felt the hot liquid of his orgasm fill the bottom of you, blushing as you pulled your skirt over and patted the sides down.

“Illuminating.” He said blankly, passing you the letter from earlier.

“Sorry?” You asked him, looking down at the paper. A huge, red circle surrounded the word illuminating on your paper.

“You spelt it wrong. That… was your mistake.” His eyes finally met yours and blinked expressionlessly.

“Oh… thank you sir.” You turned around and began walking to the door, blushing as you stroked your hair to bring Mr.Saito inside for his meeting.

[heartshapedmisery]

day one! ⇢ orgasm denial with robert fischer

warnings! ⇢ MINORS DNI 18+ | dom!robert fischer x sub!reader, unprotected p in v sex, masturbation ( f ), orgasm denial, creampie, degradation, dirty talk, bit of a breeding kink? idk. lmk if i missed anything!

notes! ⇢ ahhh october is finally here i can't wait for all the fun fics I have planned for this month!! hope you like this one, next fic comes out on Wednesday! :)

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"Robbie!" he heard his name fall from your lips, echoing throughout your beautifully large bedroom as he neared the door.

Your moans practically filled the entire penthouse, despite your attempts at being quiet. You couldn't hear the usual click of his shoes since you were too lost in your own pleasure, and really because he didn't want to make any noise out of fear of causing you to stop what you were doing.

He had just gotten home after a long work day and was met with your absence in the front room, which was highly unusual for you. Granted that he had worked later than normal, but you still were always there to greet him with a hug and a kiss no matter how late it got.

So when he didn't see you waiting for him in the living room, he couldn't help but feel the need to investigate.

That was when he heard it. Your soft moans that had been muffled by your bedroom door, but still clear as day. It made him stop in his tracks as he walked down the hall, his fingers white-knuckling the handle of his briefcase as his mind jumped to conclusions.

How could you have had the audacity to fuck somebody else in his home? In his bed? Had you no respect for him at all?

It wasn't until he heard his name rip from your chest did he let out a shaky breath, the anger in his chest fading and being replaced with pure lust.

Carefully, he turned the knob, cracking the door open to see your half-naked figure sprawled out on your large king-sized bed, your fingers playing lazily between your legs. Your arousal glistened all over your fingers, the wet spot on the Egyptian cotton sheets beneath you evidence of your time spent there.

"Fuck," you mewled, still unaware of your husband's presence. He simply marveled at you, fighting the urge to palm himself through his pants as he leaned against the frame of the door to stabilize himself. The muffled sound of wet squelching between your legs as your fingers pumped in and out of you made his dick twitch. He couldn't stand here and watch you anymore. He needed to feel you.

The sound of the door shutting made your eyes snap open, your movements coming to a halt as your guilty eyes met your husband's. A dark expression inhabited his face as his eyes raked over your figure, before stopping at the spot between your legs.

"Robbie, I-" you scrambled to apologize, but he simply shook his head silently as he neared the bed, shrugging his blazer off and throwing it at the foot of the mattress.

"What have I told you, baby?" he whispered, bringing a hand to your jaw and pulling your chin up so you faced him directly. He seemed calm on the outside, but you could see in his eyes that he was nothing but disappointed.

If it had been any other day when he hadn't gotten home as late as he had, he would've even been mad. But, he didn't have the energy in him to allow himself to be angry with you. Not tonight.

"You know better than this," he whispered to you, allowing his free hand to brush the stray piece of hair out of your face. "Don't you?"

A whimper escaped your throat as you felt ashamed for disobeying him. "I'm sorry, Robbie. You were just running so late, I couldn't help myself."

He couldn't help but smirk, his hands moving away from your face to loosen his tie. "Needed me that bad, hm?"

You nodded, your freshly manicured hand reaching up to palm his crotch, rubbing him slowly through his pants as you could feel how hard he was. You smiled giddily, your fingers slowly moving to unbuckle his belt, but he stopped you.

"I don't think you should be rewarded after breaking the rules, baby," he told you, his grip on your wrist tight. "That's not how this works."

Your smile dropped, his hand finally releasing your wrist from his grip. He motioned for you to move back on the bed as he unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants, his eyes not leaving your figure once. Once he kicked off his shoes, you could feel a dip in the mattress as he knelt down in front of you.

"Lay back, baby," he told you, and you weren't hesitant to comply. Your hair fawned out beneath you on the mattress as he crawled over your body, his hips slotting in between your thighs as your legs wrapped around his waist to pull him in. "Want you to show me how much you needed me."

His hand moved between your bodies to dip into his boxers, pulling out his hard length and allowing it to slap against his clothed stomach. You could feel it rubbing against your thigh, and you would be lying if you were to say it didn't rile you up more.

"Please," you whimpered, your hand pawing at his bicep as he grasped his hard-on and moved to line it up with your soaked entrance. "I'll be good for you, I promise!"

Robert only shook his head, the ghost of a smirk evident on his face as he shoved himself into you without warning, making your eyes roll to the back of your head as he stuffed you to the brim.

"I know you will, baby," he cooed, cradling your head in his hand as he bottomed out inside of you, his tip just barely kissing your cervix. "And you're not gonna come until I say you can, since you've already treated yourself this afternoon, I see."

He looked over to the wet spot from your arousal on the sheets for a split second before returning his eyes back to you, guilt flooding your chest once more under his intense gaze.

"Please, just move," you mewled, complying with his restrictions. You could feel tears begin to well in your eyes as the feeling of him sheathed inside you was becoming unbearable. You needed him to fuck you already.

He didn't say a word as he pulled out of you before slamming his hips back against yours, his length filling you abruptly once again, sending a chill down your spine as your eyes screwed shut. A shaky moan sounded from his throat as he left hot open-mouthed kisses on your neck and chest, trailing from the sweet spot behind your ear to the valley of your breasts. His hips fell into a steady pace pistoning in and out of you, brushing the spot where you wanted him to reach the most each time.

"Fuck, you're soaked, sweetheart," he whispered as his free hand moved to hook on the back of your knee to pull it farther up around his waist, keeping you as close as possible to him. "Bet you've been daydreaming about me fucking this pussy like this all day, hm?" he grunted between moans.

You nodded lazily, unable to form coherent words as he fucked you stupid, his movements becoming rougher and more irregular as he could feel himself slipping off into his own pleasure.

The familiar knot of ecstasy appeared in your lower abdomen once more, a feeling you knew all too well after this afternoon, building stronger and stronger until you felt yourself begin to tip over the edge.

"Robbie!" you whined, clawing at his neck and raking your fingers through his sweet chestnut locks of hair before giving them a good tug to ground yourself. You didn't know how much longer you were going to last.

"What did I tell you, baby?" he breathed, not stopping his movements as he squeezed the flesh of your thigh. "Don't fucking come until I tell you to."

You wanted to obey him, you really did, but he was making it so hard not to come on his cock as he fucked into you at a relentless pace. You tried so hard not to focus on it, rolling your hips around underneath him in an attempt to bring him closer to his climax, hoping that he'd allow you to let go once he did.

"Fuck, yeah," he groaned, his eyes falling shut as his face fell to the crook of your sweat-glistened neck. It seemed to be working, his thrusts becoming sloppier and more unpredictable as he fucked you. "Just like that, good fucking girl."

He wasn't too far off now—and neither were you—especially with your walls clenching down on him as you tried not to think about your own climax. He was a moaning mess above you, the head of his dick twitching deep inside of you as he was on the edge of his release.

"Gonna fucking come, baby. Wanna feel you come with me," he groaned into your neck, lost in his own pleasure as he felt himself fall into the peak of his orgasm. His words were enough to tip you over the edge too after holding out for so long, a wave of ecstasy washing over you as you could feel his hot release fill you to the brim.

"Fuck, Robbie! Give it to me!" you whined, clawing at his clothed back as he gave you a few final thrusts before pulling out, his length becoming too sensitive as he removed the swollen head from your entrance with a hiss.

All that could be heard now was a mixture of heavy pants from the both of you, trying to catch your breath as you were both too fucked out to even think straight.

He rolled over and off of you, his chest heaving up and down as he turned his head towards your exhausted expression, his hand moving to brush away the hair that had been matted to your forehead with sweat.

"Sorry, baby," he told you, watching as your eyes fell shut. "Just had to teach you a lesson."

You opened your eyes again before rolling over and snuggling into his side, laying your head on his chest. You could hear his heart beating fast, and you couldn't help but smirk as you could feel it pounding against your cheek.

"It's alright," you told him. "Might have to break the rules more often if that's how you're gonna punish me."

[slut4thebroken]

Cillian Murphy & Characters Masterlist

Smut - ❤️

Fluff - ✨

Angst - 🖤

Dark content - ❗️ (noncon elements)

Kinktober - 🕸️

── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

main masterlist

𝑷𝒖𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅:

༺˚ʚ Cillian Murphy ɞ˚༻

Stepdad!Cillian x cheerleader!reader ❤️

Stress relief ❤️

༺˚ʚ Emmett ɞ˚༻

Second Chances ❤️❗️

Ultimatum ❤️❗️

Risky ❤️🕸️

Emmett x wife!reader “series” ↓

Home Improvements ❤️

The Recipe ❤️

༺˚ʚ Jackson Rippner ɞ˚༻

Partners ❤️

All Work, No Play ❤️❗️(ongoing)

Practice Makes Perfect ❤️

Stranger ❤️

The Bet ❗️🕸️

Mark The Day ❤️❗️🕸️

Reminisce ❤️❗️🕸️

༺˚ʚ Jonathan Crane ɞ˚༻

Exposure Therapy ❤️❗️🖤✨ (ongoing)

Favorite Toy ❤️✨ (sub!jon)

baby bat ❤️❗️(blurb)

Meant to Be ❤️❗️

Nymphomania ❤️

Dangerous Game ❤️

Doctor’s Orders ❤️❗️

The Incident ❤️❗️

Erotomania 🖤❤️ (ongoing)

Safe ❤️❗️

Teacher’s Pet ❤️❗️

Claiming Victory ❤️❗️🕸️

A Taste for Fear 🕸️

༺˚ʚ Neil Lewis ɞ˚༻

Stuck ❤️

Little Black Dress (pt. 1) ❤️❗️

Until Next Time (pt. 2) ❤️❗️

Just a Dream ❤️❗️

Tease ❤️

Bully stepbro!Neil pt. 1

Promise ❤️

Pool Party ❤️

Possessive!Neil x bsf!reader drabble

Vacation ❤️❗️

Stay ❤️❗️

Pathetic ❤️🕸️

༺˚ʚ Raymond Leon ɞ˚༻

Timekeeper Raymond Leon 🖤 (pt. 1)

Daddy’s Little Girl ❤️

Remember Your Place ❤️🕸️

༺˚ʚ Robert Capa ɞ˚༻

Trapped ❤️❗️

Hysterical ❤️❗️🕸️

༺˚ʚ Robert Fischer ɞ˚༻

Childhood Enemies Turned Lovers? ❤️ 🖤 ✨ (ongoing)

Name Your Price ❤️

Party Favor ❤️❗️

The Deal ❤️

tit for tat ❤️🕸️

Locktober ❤️🕸️

༺˚ʚ Thomas Shelby ɞ˚༻

Tommy’s Pet ❤️

Sweet Dreams ❤️❗️

Needs ❤️

Baby Fever ❤️🕸️

The Bet ❗️🕸️

Teddy Bear ❤️🕸️

Vulnerable ❤️🕸️

༺˚ʚ Other ɞ˚༻

Earn Your Prize ❤️ (choose your own character)

༺˚ʚ Head Cannons ɞ˚༻

Stalker!reader pt. 1

Stalker!reader pt. 2

Glory hole

Dad/stepdad finding your vibrator

[lovelybucky1]

Cillian Murphy Masterlist

+ smut

$ fluff

# angst

! dark

tommy shelby x reader

headcanons + drabbles

oneshots

Dirty Money +

Unbreakable +

Nectar +

leashed +

Treat Me Wrong +

jonathan crane x reader

headcanons + drabbles

camboy!jonathan +

drug deal gone wrong !

stressed!reader $

drug deal gone wrong p2 ! +

oneshots

sweeten the deal +

better than revenge !+

crane motel !+

neil lewis x reader

headcanons + drabbles

flirting with disinterested customer $

one shots

bad habits +

smile for the camera +

robert fischer x reader

one shots

special request +

oppenheimer x reader

one shots

The Doctor is In (ft. ernest lawrence) +

[burnyouwithacigarettelighter]

CILLIAN MURPHY MASTERLIST

main masterlist

(✧ = smut, ☾ = angst, 𖦹 = fluff, ♤ = dark)

➸ CILLIAN MURPHY

practice makes perfect | 4.5k, ✧𖦹 sugar daddy!cillian murphy (✧𖦹, drabble)

➸ JONATHAN CRANE

folie á deux | 4.5k, ✧ guinea pig | 6.1k, ✧𖦹 all yours | 3.3k, ✧ knight in shining armor | 6.1k, ✧♤

➸ NEIL LEWIS

take you down a peg | 5.3k, ✧𖦹 dark!neil lewis (✧♤, drabble) pillow princess!neil lewis (✧𖦹, drabble) visions of such sweet days (𖦹, headcanons)

➸ CHRIS O’DOYLE

dine & dash | 4k, 𖦹

➸ JACKSON RIPPNER

prove it | 3.6k, ✧𖦹 honey, i’m home | 6.1k, ✧♤

➸ ROBERT FISCHER

toeing the line | 6.8k, ✧𖦹 sub!robert fischer (✧, drabble)

➸ JONATHAN BREECH

it’s you, happy all the time | 10k, ✧☾𖦹

➸ WILLIAM KILLICK

a series of letters | coming soon… ✧☾𖦹

[blvdymary]

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!! I ONLY USE TUMBLR TO POST MY WRITINGS, SO PLEASE REPORT THE ONES YOU SEE ON OTHER PLATFORMS !!

Thomas Shelby

Pretty White Dress (angst)

𐙚 Thomas meets a foreign beauty while trying to get over his former wifes’ death.

Secret (darkfic, fluff & angst) !spy reader! !mentions of death, murder!

𐙚 Being a spy sent to kill Thomas Shelby didn’t go well…but in the end you are happy.

First Love (fluff & drabble)

𐙚 Loving someone you’re not supposed to might not go as bad as they say.

Evening Party (fluff)

𐙚 Meeting the blue eyed stranger who makes your heart flutter.

Silence (darkfic & angst)

𐙚 He only cared about himself, leaving you to rot away.

Lying Love (angst & lovers to strangers) !young&old tommy and reader!

𐙚 You need his sinful love to surround you while you slowly crumble into pieces.

Locket (angst, fluff & friends to strangers)

𐙚 This is what makes us girls, loving people you shouldn’t.

Can’t Take My Eyes Off You (fluff)

𐙚 Can’t take his eyes off you.

It’ll Pass (angst & lovers to strangers)

𐙚 He is in the past, just forget about him. But how could you when all you can think about is him?

Office Hours (fluff)

𐙚 Your annoying boss and his annoying behaviour.

OC!!

Lying Is A Sin (Infidelity & drabble)

𐙚 Can a man really avoid who he truly is for the sake of love?

Jonathan Crane

Favour ||pt. 1|| (darkfic)

𐙚 Your annoying boss decides firing you, or you could do him a favour and keep your job.

One Day (angst, friends to strangers & fluff) !mentions of abuse!

𐙚 “Don’t make promises you can’t keep” you trusted him not to but it seems like he was like the others.

Nightmares (angst, fluff & drabble) ‘hurt/comfort’

𐙚 Comforting him from his dark nightmare about his past.

Piece Of My Past (angst & fluff/comfort) !mentions of SA!

𐙚 Holding trauma to yourself might not be the best idea but what were you supposed to do? They wouldn't believe you. Now here you were, in an asylum for the things that never happened by you but to you.

Tom (the party)

Addiction (angst, infidelity & drabble) !substance abuse!

𐙚 You watched your husband become a different man for his own good, while leaving his past on you forever.

Robert Fischer

I Don't Like You, I Love You (angst, fluff & friends to enemies to lovers)

𐙚 Robert Fischer, who was once your childhood best friend, becomes an enemy because of you guys' parents. Ten years later, both your parents decide it would be for the best for both of you to marry and save the broken bridge between both your family.

Tore Me Apart (Angst & infidelity)

𐙚 Oh, to be loved the way you love.

Neil Lewis

Stranger In A Band (fluff) !male reader!

𐙚 Someone being in a band AND being into movies? Was Neil in heaven?

J Robert Oppenheimer

Robert Capa

Lenny Miller

Warehouse (enemies to lovers & fluff) !spy reader!

𐙚 Sneaking in went wrong, now you have to face him.

Jackson Rippner

Past Mistakes Catching Up (darkfic) !murder threats!

𐙚 You can’t escape him, even if you tried.

Tom Buckley

Raymond Leon

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[pinguwrites]

Sub!Robert Fischer where he's tied up and being overstimmed repeatedly. He's crying his eyes out while reader degrades him for being spoiled and rich (I've been reading ur work for some time, but requesting for the first time!)

I’m glad you like my work and I’m glad you requested as well!

Drabble: you degrade and overstimulate Rob

pairing | sub!robert fischer x girlfriend!reader

Warning: overstimulation, degradation/ a little bit of praise, loads of crying from rob, impact play, dom/mean!reader, sub!robert, daddy issues, p in v sex, mention of teasing/edging, robert's a masochist at this point, they have a safeword, ma'am kink

Disclaimer: Inception characters, plots, quotes, etc. do not belong to me and belong to the rightful owner(s). This is only fanfiction and this is just for fun.

A/N: Sorry I haven't posted in a while. I wrote like 7k for one fic, and 6k for another, and I progressively got slower the closer I got to finishing, it's like a fucking exponential graph. That's why I haven't been writing smaller things, but you know what? Fuck that. I told myself I was going to stay dedicated but now I'mma just do what I want.

Robert gazed up at you as you crawled on top of him, his lower lip wobbling, tears dripping down his cheek like rain. He savored the brief touch of your hands on his chest, and whined when you moved away, but he made sure not to be too loud, lest he get some punishment.

"Ma'am?" Robert asked tentatively, not sure wether he was alowed to speak or not.

"Yes, Rob?" you hummed, focusing on tightening his restraints. Just a few minutes before Robert had been squirming and squealing, tugging on his ropes, and now that you were done with that particular bit of torture, you had to make sure they were secure again.

“Can you ride me?” he asked. “Please?”

"Dunno."

Robert shifted his legs. Gosh, you loved his legs. His thighs were so soft and lightly haired, you loved running your hands across them, no matter how many times he complained your touch was cold.

"Do you think you deserve it?" you added.

"You've been edging me for so long," he pathetically whimpered. "I need — "

" — Of course you do," you cut him off. "What am I even saying? You rich fuckers are all the same — spoiled, bratty. Just a need a strong woman to put them in their place, huh?”

Robert's eyes glistened. He was about to sob again. Good thing you brought tissues.

"It's not like that. Please, just . . ."

"Then what's it like?"

Robert stayed silent, clearly afraid of saying the wrong thing. You already knew the answer. It was his fetish, his kink, but he also liked being cared for and nurtured and guided. You just wanted to hear him say it, but judging at way he was behaving, you weren't sure if you could get a coherent response out of him that wasn't a beg to be fucked.

You slapped him across the face, savoring the little noise he made.

"Should've known your mouth was no good for anything. Stupid puppy."

"Yeah," he nodded eagerly, his cock twitching. "M'just a stupid puppy for you. Please, please, fuck me."

"Won't even offer to eat me out? You haven't made me come a single time today."

Robert looked down, embarrassed.

"Fine."

Without a warning you sunk down onto his cock, drenching him with your wet juices, your tits bouncing in the air. He let out a moan, his head hitting the pillow, eyes closing, relaxing as he finally, finally got the release he wanted.

But when he came, you didn't stop. You still hadn't come, and you weren't stopping until you did.

"Pretty boy," you said, then looked down with a fake pout. "Aww? Is this too much for you?"

"Y-yes," he choked out.

"Well, you're gonna have to fucking deal with it."

He shook his head adamantly.

"Isn't this what you asked for?" His eyes rolled. You pat his cheeks, getting him to focus on you. "Color?" you asked.

". . . Ah, greeeen!"

"There ya go," you cooed, moving your hips up and down. "I wouldn't be doing this if I knew you couldn't handle it. Now, tell me — tell me you're my bitch."

"I'm your bitch!" Robert sobbed, his body shaking. "I just need you so bad all the time, ma'am, I can't help myself."

"I know," you soothed, wiping his tears. "I know. You're doing so well."

That seemed to calm him down a little. Praise always did.

"I just wanna be good for you, ma'am." You could tell he was getting ready to come again.

"You are — you're a good boy," you reassured. "Now stop squiggling, okay? Or I'm going to have to punish you again."

Robert nodded, feeling like his brain was melting. At this point, you could do anything to him and he would be on his knees, thanking you.

Taglist: @henrywintersdearestgirl @shroombloom-rry @meetmeatyourworst @mrkdvidal1989 @madnessandobsession @slut4thebroken

[mysaintkitten]

(X - smut, O - fluff)

cillian murphy

- between shoots (X)

tommy shelby

- drabble: body worshipping tommy (X)

neil lewis

-break up (X)

- little secret (X)

- stranger (X)

- loser, baby (X)

- keeping composure (X)

kitten braden

- blush (X)

- dolled up (X)

- sweet dreams (X)

- reminiscence (X)

- befriended (O)

jonathan crane

- satisfied (X)

- claimed (X)

robert fischer

- mile high (X)

jonathan breech

- staying quiet (X)

jim (28 days later)

- primal (X)

davin mcderby

- it’s all yours (X)

emma skillpa

- lonesome (O)

martin (retreat)

- ride it (X)

mike kiernan

- bad behaviour (X)

[vervainandspritz]

guys send me some requests for little DRABBLES

Smut/angst/fluff anything!

The characters I'll write for:

• Tommy Shelby

• Lenny Miller

• Jonathan Crane

• Neil Lewis

• Robert Fischer

• Jackson Rippner

• Raymond Leon

• Jim (TDS)

etc

[darlingsfandom]

Double crossed Ex Lover.

Pairing: Fem Dom x Robert Fischer

TW : drugging, murder, cock and ball torture, handjobs, cum licking!

Not proofread.

Moonlight broke through the curtains as you sat in the corner with a tight lipped smile while he laid limp against the wall, eyes closed tight since the drugs were still taking effect. Robert Fischer , you knew him all too well and how greedy the man was. He was all about his own well being, his money and a bit of a selfish lover but when he broke your heart you took it upon yourself to get revenge.

You called him up begging to have one more dinner together and of course his ego bought into it. He told you that it had to be at his place which was perfect for your plan.

Robert was excited to see you but when he actually seen what you had on he got more than excited. He had a secret stash of porn that you found before he broke up with you that contained a lot of leather so the fact you should up in a little black leather skirt and matching corset his jaw was on the floor.

“Hello Robert.” You kissed his cheek , making yourself welcomed you took off the little jacket to show off the corset. He couldn’t even blink he was actually stunned for once in his life. “What’s the matter baby?” Your finger ran under his chin causing him to gulp.

“You.. you’re…” Robert stumbled out his words but couldn’t form a real sentence as you stood there with a smirk on your dark red lips.

“And here you thought I was just a pretty face.” You gently tapped his cheek before walking into the dining room to get comfortable. Two glasses of wine were set out with the bottle inbetween. He quickly followed behind you like a lost puppy. He sat across from you adjusting his tie while trying to keep eye contact but his eyes kept looking at your breasts that were threatening to spill out over the corset.

Neither of you spoke a word while having dinner. He was busy trying to act like you weren’t effecting him, almost like you didn’t exist, not that you were making his fantasy a reality but this was no fantasy, not a quick hook up for him, this was your reality! Your revenge and poor little Robert was about to fall into the trap. He had ran off to the bathroom to excuse himself and while doing so you slipped a tasteless pill into his drink that dissolved quickly thanks to an old connection.

Robert was none the wiser when he finished his drink. The pill hit him fast and the last thing he remembered was you standing with a wicked smile, blowing a little kiss and whispering “sweet dreams” before he passed out.

And there you were watching him sleep, hands tied behind his back, gag on mouth , he actually looked pretty good tied up. Robert was to proud to ever be submissive for you in bed, it was always his way but now you’re in charge and this was about to be oh so sweet.

His eyes flickered slowly as the drug faded. When he realized he couldn’t move do to the restraints he started to panic until he heard the clicking of your heels against the wooden floors. His eyebrows knitted together as you stood above him with your hands on your hips, a pleasant smile on your face , a goddess in his eyes but he’d never say it. He never would compliment you even when you tried to impress him.

“Hello Robert.” You repeated as he looked up at you. You bent down a little bit to pull down his gag to which he let out a dramatic sigh.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” His nostrils flared while his eyes followed you. You turned your back to him, ran your hand over his dresser and pulled out one of his magazines. “So? It’s just a magazine, what’s that got to do with anything?”

“God, you’re so lucky you’re cute and a daddy’s boy.” You tossed the magazine across the room before walking back up to him, squeezed his cheeks together and licked his face. “You’re nothing special, just eating out of daddy’s hand for all the money, not caring about who he hurts. Nothing but a whore!” You spat on his tongue before making him close his mouth to swallow.

Robert struggled against the ropes which made you laugh before giving him a slap to make him stop.

“You’re fucking crazy!” He screamed at you before you slapped him again.

“God! You really are naive. You see a pretty girl with her tits on display , you end drugged and you’re lucky that even though I hate your fucking guts, I don’t kill you.” You dragged your fingers through hair before kissing him hard. Robert wanted to be mad but he did enjoy the feeling of your kiss. Your kisses always got him hard which he missed and maybe he was wrong for breaking up with you. Maybe you weren’t as vanilla as he thought. Truth was, you were never Vanilla, Roberta pride and ego always made it so you had to be vanilla.

“Crazy fucking bitch!” He huffed as you tilted your head before you stood up, lifted your heel and stepped on his hands making him yell out in pain to which his dick throbbed in his pants.

“Oh honey, you think your words are going to hurt me?” You stomped on his hand again before grabbing his hair, yanking his head back and spreading your legs so he had no choice but to look up your leather skirt to stare at your cunt. “I thrive on it.” You lowered yourself so your cunt was just above his nose making him whimper! Robert actually whimpered.

“Fuck.” He mumbled as you wiggled your hips.

“Poor little rich boy, bet you want this right wet cunt so bad…” you lowered yourself onto his face just enough for him to get a small lick before pulling away. “Too fucking bad.” You stood up quickly , let go of his head and stood in front of him. You looked into his eyes to see how pathetic he actually looked. “Sucks doesn’t it? Finally not getting what you want. Daddy’s money won’t get you everything.”

Robert opened his mouth but you slapped it shut. Your hands ran over his crotch making him hiss through his teeth. Slowly you leaned in, bit the zipper with your teeth and pulled it down before licking your lips. He tilted his head in curiosity as you sat on your knees between his legs and pulled his cock out after unbuttoning his pants.

“Still have a nice cock but I’ve seen better.” You licked the palm of your hand before wrapping it around his cock. “Look at that, my hand fits around the whole thing! Last cock I had, couldn’t fit it all in my hand.” You spit on the head of his cock before rubbing it in with your thumb making Robert moan.

Robert watched carefully. He wanted to speak back but the way you were pumping him was too good. He wanted to argue with you more but the way you were looking into his eyes was working against him. Part of you was right, he’s a spoiled little rich boy and he knows it because no one ever dared argue with him until now.

You spit on his cock again to lube it up as you pumped his cock. You squeezed the shaft hard making him yelp which made you smirk. Your other hand reached into his pants and pulled out his balls before squeezing them together. You licked your lips , leaned your head down and opened your mouth making Robert suck in a breath until you giggled and smacked his balls instead. He hissed at you. You held his balls in your hand before you pulled back and looked down your corset, reached down and pulled out a cock ring.

“How the hell did that fit down there? Your tits are too big for all that ?” Robert squirmed as you rolled your eyes and placed the ring tightly around his cock.

“Again, you’re nothing special, just like every other man… you see big tits.” You squeezed your tits together. “Hell, I’m no better than a man when it comes to nice tits.” You smirked before straddling his lap and pushing his face into your tits. “You see nice tits and that’s ALL you see.” You pulled away and stood up leaving him sitting there still tied up with the cock ring squeezing him. “Hid it between my tits. Sometimes the most obvious things happen in plain sight.”

Robert bucked his hips forward , tears forming at the corner of his eyes as his cock had a rapid heartbeat of its own. All the blood in his body was rushing to his cock. He looked so good , all pathetic and whimpering as you watched him.

“Please.” He whispered.

You arched an eyebrow in disbelief! Robert Fischer actually said please, you never thought he knew that word but you didn’t give in. Robert pouted as he thrusted his hips forward.

“Poor little rich boy, bet you wanna cum?” You batted your eyelashes at him with running a soothing hand over his hair.

“Please.” He cried. Tears streamed down his cheeks making you feel a sick pleasure twist in your stomach. Your fingers yanked on his hair making him gasp.

“Don’t think so sweetheart.” You got back down on his level , wrapped your hand around his cock and pumped it fast.

“Fuck please!” Robert was begging, rambling, anything he could to make you let him cum. You didn’t slow down on pumping his cock. He whined loudly as his climax was building as just as he was about cum you pulled away, smacked his face and yanked his head back.

“I said no!” You gritted your teeth. “You don’t get to cum until I say so you spoiled whore.” You spit on his face making him look at you with such a blissed out state and his cock was aching. It looked angry , just how you wanted it. You stepped back to look at him.

His pants undone, cock aching, shirt unbuttoned , hair a mess, a truly pathetic looking man covered in your spit was more than you thought. This was art.

“Please!! I need to cum!”

You rolled your eyes before standing between his legs. You bent down so he could see your tits while you gripped his cock.

“Cum! You get ten seconds or else you’re done.” You pulled on his cock making him cry before his climax approached.

“Five… four..”

“FUCK!” Robert cried out as he came all over your heels since you angled his cock to do so. You smiled to yourself as he made a mess. He panted heavily as he looked down to see your cum covered heels. You slowly took off the cock ring making him sigh until he watched you dangle the ring above your lips and lick it clean. His cock was twitching again until he realized you were adjusting him onto his knees.

“Clean your mess.” You dangled your foot in his face making him turn away but not fast enough. You pushed his head back towards your cum heel. “I said… CLEAN YOUR MESS! Lick your disgusting cum off of my heel you slut.” Robert whined as his tongue pocked out and lapped up his cum. You lifted up your other foot and he cleaned that one as well before he went to spit it on the floor. Your hands cupped his face. “Swallow it. You’ve made me swallow that salty shit, it’s your turn.” You tiled his head back as he shook his head. “I said swallow!” You smacked him to which he spit it back at you.

You stood up quickly and wiped it off your chest.

“I was nice enough to even let you cum and this is how you’re going to be. Maybe I will kill you!” You wrapped your hands around his throat and squeezed before you remembered the plan. You let go ,making him catch his breath. You grabbed your coat, put it on and flipped your hair as he sat there still tied up.

“You can’t leave me here like this.”

“You’re right!” You grabbed the cock ring, slipped it back on him and smiled.

“That’s not what I meant.” Robert hated that he was hard again.

“Too bad.” You leaned against the door frame before a hand snaked around your waist. The lips of your lover kissed up your neck making you sigh.

“Oh look at him, you did such a good job sweetheart.” Eames kissed your cheek. Eames had been watching from the door frame when you started but as it went on he went to the vault and got all the goods that was wanted along with the money.

“Thank you lover.” You purred while he kissed you hard.

“That’s my girlfriend!” Robert blurted out.

Eames chuckled before turning to look at him. “Actually, she’s my girlfriend, ever since you tossed her aside like she was nothing.” He ran his hand down your cheek making you flutter your eyes.

“Actually…” you smiled before whipping the gun out of your coat pocket making Eames drop the bag. “I’m just your lover, you’re just as bad as Robert. All you men are so simple, pretty girl with nice tits and you think we’re just common whores but look where that’s got you.” Before Eames could get out another word , one single shot to his chest had him falling on the floor as Robert yelled.

“Don’t worry, I’m not going to kill you. No no, you’re much more valuable to me alive.” You put the gun away before walking back over to Robert, gripped his jaw and smirked.

“This my dear, is the new start to our new lives.”

“You’re fucking crazy.”

“And who made me that way hmm?” Your eyes rolled in annoyance before you clapped your hands together. A few seconds later some of the staff that Robert had hired to work in his home came in to help clean up the mess while he sat in confusion. “I know your tiny brain can’t make sense of all this but just know this… cross any of us and you’ll end up like Eames, got it?”

Robert nodded quickly before you got down on your knees, placed your hands on his chest and looked into his eyes. Your lips pressed into his slowly making him feel a flutter in his heart, Robert might have actually fallen in love with you right then and there, the woman who killed a man in front of him all while trying to kill him as well, you were a dream that he didn’t want to wake up from.

[paradiseprincesss]

What does your WIP look like? 👀

okay so i wasn’t sure if you were asking for a list of WIP or an actual piece of writing buuuuuut i will give u a list for now because i’m almost done this one crane fic that is ready to be posted i just need to edit!! 🤭

BUT currently:

- stalker!jonathan crane x reader (this is dawwwwrk) and it was a request about crane with a cam corder that was meant to be a drabble but fuck it became a fic lol

- jonathan crane x reader in which reader is rachel’s little sister and jonathan falls in love with her @kpopgirlbtssvt wrote this amazing plot and i was like girl i gotta get on this and make a whole fic

- jonathan crane x studentteacher!reader (wholesome and cute duh) again @kpopgirlbtssvt thank u for this WONDERFUL idea ✨

- robert fischer x callgirl!reader

- sub!jonathan crane x reader drabble

- part two of double fantasy (jackson rippner x reader)

[luciadear]

✧ . ° # ⁺ cillian murphy + characters . ‧ ❀

random brainrot i found confidence to write out + tiktoks + playlists

neil lewis (watching the detectives)

⟡ "knocked up" (prompt snippet)

⟡ "you know other women?" (prompt drabble)

⟡ neil & y/n stoned (tiktok)

robert fischer (inception)

⟡ him (tiktok/thats all u need 2 know)

matthew joy (in the heart of the sea)

⟡ "i told you i'd come back, right?"

jonathan breech (on the edge)

⟡ miserable but with u (playlist)

dr. jonathan crane (batman)

⟡ him as your therapist (drabble/hc)

⟡ giving him head during a trial (judge crane imagine) (v light nsfw)

[heartshapedmisery]

𝐂𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐏𝐇𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 (18+)

cillian murphy • dark paradise | bfd!cillian ( ✧ ) coming soon! • ultraviolence | bfd!cillian part ii ( ✧ ) coming soon!

robert fischer (inception) • art deco | rob x fem!secretary!reader ( ✧ )

tommy shelby (peaky blinders) • inked in red | dark!tommy x babysitter!fem!reader ( ✧ ) coming soon! • off to the races | tommy x waitress!reader ( ✧ ) coming soon! • eye for an eye | dark!tommy x gold!fem!reader ( ✧ ) coming soon!

davin mcderby (sunburn) • blue jeans | davin x bartender!fem!reader ( ✧ ) coming soon!

neil lewis (watching the detectives) • sulk | sub!neil x coworker!fem!reader ( ✧ ) coming soon! • girls on film | dom!neil x girlfriend!reader ( ✧ ) coming soon! • drabble: neil spitting in your mouth he while fucks you ( ✧ ) • drabble: riding sub!neil ( ✧ )

tom buckley (red lights) • is this desire? | soft!tom buckley x fem!student!reader ( ✧ ) coming soon!

[slut4thebroken]

Cillian Murphy characters tumblr fic recs

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Smut - no emoji

No smut - 🚫

Fluff - ✨

Angst - 🖤

Dark content - ❗️ (noncon elements)

Personal favorites - 💕

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my masterlist

tumblr fic rec masterlist

Updated: 10/25/23

༺˚ʚ Favorite Writers ɞ˚༻

@mypoisonedvine @lovelybucky1 @pinguwrites @kiss-me-cill-me @ilovefictionalpsychopaths @mysaintkitten @scorpiussage

༺˚ʚ Jonathan Crane ɞ˚༻

Drabble: Dr. Crane helps a patient with a fear of being penetrated

thoughtless❗️

gemini ❗️+ jackson rippner

༺˚ʚ Jackson Rippner ɞ˚༻

Subway Groper

“I wanted him to see what I’m going to do to you.”❗️💕

Drabble: Jackson has fun while waiting for a ransom❗️

༺˚ʚ Robert Fischer ɞ˚༻

just business (sub!robert fischer x dominatrix!reader)

༺˚ʚ Thomas Shelby ɞ˚༻

Equal

Treat Me Wrong

Nectar

༺˚ʚ Robert Capa ɞ˚༻

Can’t Focus❗️

Touch starved dark!Capa❗️

[willsdreamgirl]

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hi, i’m anna! i’m 18, and i use she/her pronouns!welcome to my blog! i write for skrunkly internet boys! this is an 18+ nsfw account, if you have a blank blog or if your age isn’t visible on your blog, you will be blocked. minors dni!!

who i write for!

(the ones in bold are my current fixations)

- jacob elordi

- josh o’connor (patrick zweig)

- chuckle sandwich (ted, schlatt, charlie)

- cillian murphy (j. robert oppenheimer, neil lewis, tommy shelby, jackson rippner, raymond leon, darren/pig, robert fischer, any and all cillian characters basically)

- bo burnham

- f1 (max verstappen, sebastian vettel, daniel ricciardo)

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dni list!

this is very important, pls read before you interact!

- minors (pls dni)

- homophobes, transphobes, misogynists, sexists, racists (just don’t be an asshole! it’s not that hard)

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anon list!

none yet, but lmk if you’d like to be a nonnie or a moot!

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tags!

anna’s thots: random thoughts that rattle around in my rat brain

anna’s boys: drabbles/hc’s/asks/fics about my fave boys

__ anon: the ask was sent by a specific anon!!

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request guidelines!

i will write smut, fluff and angst; be as kinky as you’d like! this is a no judgement blog <3

(tw!!) things/kinks i will NOT write:

- abuse (including but not limited to: domestic, sexual, physical etc.) (physical violence/ex: 2 guys getting in a fist fight/is NOT included in this list)

- r*pe/noncon

- scat/vomit

- n*crophilia

- p*dophilia

- z*ophilia

- discriminatory content/slurs