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shadesslut · 1 year ago
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𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓴𝓽𝓸𝓫𝓮𝓻 DAY 6
(a/n: short but sweet)
Breeding
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MINORS DNI
Pairing: (Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader)
Content Includes: (Car sex, breeding kink)
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𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓴𝓽𝓸𝓫𝓮𝓻 𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽
(a/n: ALSO IF YOU HAVE SENT A REQUEST, I PROMISE I WILL WRITE IT (if comfortable with prompt) BUT IVE BEEN BUSY IM SORRY)
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Ethan’s hips rolled smoothly against hers. Her fingers grabbed a fistful of his curls as she pulled. The position they were in was a tad awkward. Her back was arched against the car door, her ass held up by Ethan’s hands. His knee was bent on the leather car seat, while his other leg rested on the floor. 
His mouth was wide open against the crook of her neck. His cheek slid against her skin, allowing his sweat to drip onto her, clinging to her crop top. 
“M’ getting close,” he whimpered as he screwed his eyes shut. Her breathing was staggered, and she only wrapped her leg around Ethan’s waist in response. 
The thing about Ethan, is that he loved finishing inside of her. Even if she was on the pill, he loved the idea of fucking his cum inside her sweet, tight pussy. The slightest amount of chance he could have with getting her pregnant, trapping her with him. The thought got him off. 
“I’m gonna fill you up, all the way,” he grunted, snapping his hips. “Gonna give you my babies, make sure you’re full of my cum all the way to the brim.”
She whined at his words as she clenched around him. Ethan jerked his hips once more, and he came inside of her. He moaned her name as his hips slowly moved, both of them coming down from their high. 
He slid out, and part of his cum spilled out, to which he quickly inserted his fingers as he shoved it back in. He smiled tiredly at her, and pulled her panties back up. Pulling his fingers out, he shoved them down her mouth. 
“My cum feel good inside you baby?”
She nodded. 
“You think you’ll get pregnant? From all that cum coating your pretty little insides?” 
She didn’t answer, only popped her mouth off of his fingers, now licked clean. He hummed softly, before looking up at the condensation on the window. He drew a heart and placed his palm against the window. He yanked at her hand, doing the same thing on the other side. 
“We’re gonna make the perfect little family, just keep that cum inside you baby.” Ethan smiled, kissing her swollen lips.
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shadesslut · 1 year ago
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𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓴𝓽𝓸𝓫𝓮𝓻 DAY 5
Knife/Blood Play
(a/n: Sorry for the late post! I'll try to catch up but I have a lot of schoolwork:/)
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MINORS DNI
Pairing: (Gf!Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader)
Content Includes: (Knife play, blood play, handjob, smut)
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𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓴𝓽𝓸𝓫𝓮𝓻 𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽
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Ethan knew he was weird, he knew that. He knew he liked certain things people would avoid or be afraid of. Ethan knew his hobby wasn’t normal, and that he wasn’t normal. 
It was Halloween night in New York, teens clad in werewolf and vampire masks. Ethan was hiding in plain sight. He wore his Ghostface attire as he rode on the elevator. His hands were bloody, and his mask splashed with red stains. No one batted an eye to him, it was just a costume right?
He knocked loudly with a clenched fist on the door. Y/N had invited him over tonight to have dinner and watch scary movies. 
The door opened, creaking on its hinges as it did so. Y/N had a maroon button-up long sleeve, orange and black plaid shorts, and knee-high knitted socks. 
“Nice costume,” she complimented him as she looked him up and down. He tilted his head down at her. She scoffed before stepping aside to let him in. 
Ethan shut the door behind him, his fingers still twitching from earlier that night. 
“You look good,” Ethan lowly said. She went back into her small kitchen, lifting a pot lid to check on the water. 
“‘Good’?” 
“Pretty.” Ethan corrected. “I’m hungry,” 
She dryly chuckled as she shook her head. “I’m making potato soup.” 
Ethan grabbed the bottom of his mask, sliding it off his head. Beads of sweat dripped from his hair to his forehead. He walked up behind her, his head hovering over her shoulder. “Not that kind of hungry,” he whispered, his lips dangerously close to her skin. 
Her breath hitched, but she waved him off. “Not before we eat,” She told him. 
He groaned, stepping backwards to lean on the counter. 
“You wanna help me?” She asked. She ripped open a mesh bag of potatoes and began to wash them. Ethan watched her as her thumbs swiped across the potato skin under the water. 
“What do you need me to do?”  
“Can you start cooking the bacon?” She asked as she brought the clean potatoes to her cutting board. Ethan nodded, and he went for the fridge. The sound of a knife sharpening caused Ethan to jerk his head towards her. She swiped the knife’s blade with her fingers. 
Oh fuck me. Ethan thought. 
She grabbed one of the potatoes with her left hand, and she held the knife above it. She started at the end, piercing in the middle with the knife. She slightly slid the knife forwards, and then she went down the middle, cutting it in half.
Ethan didn’t move, his hand freezing on the fridge handle. His eyes were focused on her hands as she cut. How could someone be so precise with a knife? So delicate with their movements? So careful? Ethan’s eyes watered barely, and his cock twitched in his pants. How would she handle cutting skin? Would she be as gentle as she was now? 
She chopped perpendicularly of her previous cut, chopping the potato into cubes. She did a few more potatoes, and when she finished she slid them off with her knife into the boiling water. 
Ethan tried to hold it back, but he accidentally let out a moan. 
Her hands froze as she looked over to Ethan with wide eyes. His face instantly flushed under her gaze. 
She lightly chucked, breaking the tension in the air. “You, you okay?” She asked, her voice lacing with concern. Ethan nodded. 
“Just been waiting for you all night,” he half-lied. She smiled sweetly. “Can I ask a weird question?” 
“Go ahead,” 
“Promise you won’t judge?”
“I promise.”
Ethan took a breath, and he decided to just go for it. “Can you give me a handjob?” 
She stared at him for a moment, before doubling over in a laughing fit. “Ethan, that's not bad, and yes, yes I can.” She smirked. 
Ethan gulped. 
“Can you also hold the knife up to my throat?” 
Her laughing stopped. She stared at him for a moment, searching for any sign of sarcasm. “What?” She asked once she realized he wasn’t making a joke. 
“I just think it’d be hot? You know, like how you think it’s hot when I choke you?” 
“What if I accidentally cut you?” 
He shrugged his shoulders in response. The water boiling was the only noise filling the room. He couldn’t be serious right? Obviously, he was making some kind of joke with her. 
“Sorry, I shouldn’t have said it-” 
“I’ll do it.” She cut him off. His eyes flicked up to hers as they widened. 
He tried to hold back a smile. “Really?” He asked, hopefully. She slowly nodded, and she walked towards the sink to wash the knife. Ethan swallowed nervously as his hands stimmed in excitement. 
She turned around with the knife in her hand as she tried it with a rag. “Take off your clothes.” She demanded. Ethan’s movements stuttered at first, his hands shaking as he bent down to reach the end of his robe. Swiftly, he raised it over his head along with his shirt. Y/N slowly walked towards him, tossing the rag to the ground. Ethan’s smile widened as he watched her fingertip trace the end of the knife, all the way to the tip. 
“You’re so hot,” Ethan moaned. Y/N smiled. She set the knife down on the counter before unzipping Ethan’s pants. Ethan slid the jeans down, not caring about them as they dropped to his ankles. 
Knife back in her hand, she carefully dragged the tip of the knife near his v-line. She made sure to not press as hard to avoid cutting him. What she didn’t know was that Ethan begged her to cut him in his head. 
She tilted her head up at Ethan and parted her lips. Ethan slightly bent down for her, giving her access to kiss him. Their kiss was slow, but heated. The knife was now pressed flat against Ethan’s stomach, and her other hand reached in his boxers. 
He moaned into the kiss, his cold hand grasping his cock. 
“You’re such a fucking loser,” she whispered, making Ethan’s cock twitch in her hand. “Getting off by me holding a knife to your skin. You’re disgusting.”
Ethan’s eyes shut, a whine coming from his lips. Her hand slowly slid up his cock, her grip tightening as it moved. She dragged the knife up over his belly button, up to his chest. Ethan shivered looking down as he watched the knife get closer to his chin. 
“Mm fuck,” Ethan moaned softly. His chest rose up and down, slighting pressing against the knife. Her hand quickened as she twisted it up and down on his shaft. Precum spilled down her thumb, lubing up the rest of him. She lifted the knife up to his neck, and Ethan’s eyes widened. Never had he ever been this turned on in his nineteen years of living. His hips jerked up, and his hand tightly gripped at her hip. 
“Y/N, please,” 
He snaked his hand around her ass, firmly groping. She flinched at the touch, causing the knife to press against Ethan’s neck. The knife punctured some of his skin, barely, and a few drops of blood dripped down his neck. Ethan felt himself get closer and closer to the edge. 
She finally saw the blood drip down, and she instantly stopped all her movements. “Shit! Are you okay?” She asked with concern, moving to grab a towel. Ethan’s grip tightened on her, pulling her back to him.
“Don’t you dare fucking stop.” He spoke lowly as his eyes darkened. She gulped and nodded in response. He let out a sigh of relief as she started to jerk him off again. Her grip on the knife wasn’t as sturdy as before, but Ethan didn’t care. 
Ethan swiped two fingers shakily across the blood, catching it onto his skin. He smeared it across his lips, and pulled Y/N closer to him. He came in her hand as he smashed his lips onto hers. She dropped the knife, it clattering onto the floor. Her hands came up to grip his face, his cum sticking to his cheek. 
His blood smudged against her face, staining her lips and chin. Harshly, he bit on her bottom lip, causing her to squeal in pain. Blood trickled from her lip, and Ethan sucked it all up. 
She pulled away, applying pressure to her lip with her fingers. 
Ethan panted as he stared hungrily down at her.
“That was,” she trailed off, shame bubbling inside of her.
“Fucking hot.”
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shadesslut · 1 year ago
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omggg please do a part 2 of can't get rid of me !!!! It was so good !!!!!
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can’t get rid of me, pt. 2
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𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓴𝓽𝓸𝓫𝓮𝓻 DAY 8
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Pairing: (Mean!Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader)
Content Includes: (Smut, exhibitionism, slight degrading, public sex)
(a/n: not proofread:/)
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𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓴𝓽𝓸𝓫𝓮𝓻 𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽
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Okay, maybe Y/N liked Ethan when he was mad. Ever since that night she tried to break up with him, Ethan had been tending to her needs and her wants day and night. In the mornings, she’d wake up to a perfectly cooked breakfast in bed. Ethan would kiss her on her forehead and watch her eat. At nights, his tongue would be in between her legs. He started focusing his anger towards others instead of her; yelling at men who looked at her ass, threatening highschool boys when they made sexual noises at them. 
Honestly, she liked the attention from other guys, and she liked letting Ethan know she did. He’d get red in the face as his eyebrows furrow, and his hands would ball up into fists as he clenched them at his sides. That’s how he was now; the two were in the subway, her on his lap from the lack of seating, squished together from the overcrowded space. People stood close to them, hiding their bodies from the rest of the people that sat down, except for a man that sat across from them. 
He looked a little older than them, in his mid twenties, and he had a full beard, his hair matching the same shade of black as it slicked back. He was leaning forward, his elbows on his knees, and he was staring right at Y/N. He caught her eyes and smiled at her. She turned her head towards Ethan, who was scrolling aimlessly on his phone. 
Y/N slightly spread her legs apart, and Ethan’s hand on her stomach pressed down. She kept glancing at Ethan, and as she did, she slowly slid her skirt up her thighs. The man ran his hand down his cheeks to his jaw as he watched. 
She lifted her skirt higher, stopping at her upper thigh, and Ethan glanced down. “What are you doing?” He asked. He wore a blank, unbothered expression, but his voice was low and stern. 
“Nothing.” She hummed in response. Ethan eyed her and slid her closer on his lap. She looked back to the man, who looked amused. 
She gulped nervously, and she started to slowly part her legs open again, just barely. The man leaned back in his seat, his head slightly tilting back as he watched her. She was now fully manspread, her skirt falling just over her panties. She’d be nervous, ashamed she was being so flamboyant in public, but no one seemed to notice her. Her hand reached down to hover over her clothed pussy, and the man’s hand slid up his thigh to his crotch. 
“The fuck are you doing?” Ethan growled in her ear. His hand gripped hers roughly, and he glared at the man who only smirked at him. “You wanna give him a peepshow?”
“N-No Ethan, I just-” She stumbled over her words, her cheeks turning warm. 
“I’ll give him a fucking peepshow,” He muttered, reaching behind her ass. She turned around to see what he was doing, and her eyes widened as she saw him pulling out his cock. His jacket hid him, so he discreetly reached under her skirt, moving her panties to the side. By now, she had completely forgotten the man’s presence, but he watched intently at Ethan’s movements. 
He raised her up to hover over his lap by her hips. She softly whined his name at the feeling of his slick tip press against her folds. 
“Are you really about to do this right now?” She whispered-yelled at him. He glanced up from looking down, his eyes darkening. She swallowed nervously. 
He answered her by slamming her down onto him. Her hand flew up to cover her mouth, and her eyes softly closed as she fully took him in. Ethan groaned softly as he bit down onto her shoulder. He leaned into her, his arms wrapping tightly around her torso. 
She pressed her knees towards each other, and other hand went down to rest in between her thighs. She arched her back against Ethan, who hummed happily. 
Ethan finally began to move, subtly rutting his hips up into her, and moving her along with him with his arms pulling her forward and backward. Ethan looked up to the man, smirking once he saw his hands in his lap staring at Y/N. He liked it, the power he felt when some poor guy got worked up from Y/N. He liked being able to grope her ass in front of them, giving them a taste of something they could never have. 
Usually, he’d wanna punch the living daylights out of guys like him. But no, he thought. Let them look. It’s not like she’s leaving anytime soon. 
His hands moved to her lower back and hips. Just as he began to rock her on his cock, he stared solely at the man. He was blushing, and his eyes were lidded as he looked at Y/N. He wasn’t stupid, he knew what they were doing. 
Ethan felt a little ballsy, so he took a handful of her tit, squeezing delicately as he peppered her bare shoulder with kisses. “Tastes so sweet,” he whispered. He licked a long stripe against her neck, and he saw the man visibly tense up. 
Y/N was in pure bliss. Her eyes were screwed shut, and her entire body was limp in Ethan’s hands. She clenched around him, which caused Ethan to jerk involuntarily deeper in her. Ethan knew what this meant, he’d experienced it with her on multiple occasions. He reached his hand under her skirt, and his fingers immediately started playing with her clit as she reached closer to her high. 
Her head was thrown back onto Ethan’s shoulder, and with every ounce of dignity leaving Ethan’s body, he started bouncing her on his cock. He moaned softly in her ear, whispering sweet praises to her as she whimpered. The buzzing of the crowd almost clouded the noises of their skin slapping against each other, but Ethan could hear it clearly. He sighed heavily as he shut his eyes, his forehead leaning against her neck. His cock twitched inside of her, and his hand stuttered in his movements. 
“Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” Ethan whispered to her. She only whined. “This is your fault, showing off yourself like a whore. You deserve to be displayed like a whore. Only whores like people watching them get fucked by their boyfriends. Dirty slut,” 
Ethan came inside her, and shortly after, she came too. She panted, her chest rising up and down as she caught her breath. Ethan slid out of her and wiped her folds with his fingers. He looked up at the man, and as he glanced down he smirked. The man had a wet patch on the crotch of his pants, and now his eyes looked anywhere but them. Ethan smiled satisfactory, and gave Y/N a sweet kiss on the cheek, before licking the white liquid off his fingers.
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shadesslut · 1 year ago
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Hi!! I have a suggestion for kinktober! Could you please write a fic about ethan and y/n being childhood bestfriends then taking eachothers virginities in college? Please make it very sweet and fluffy
𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓴𝓽𝓸𝓫𝓮𝓻 DAY 7
Virginity
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MINORS DNI
Pairing: (Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader)
Content Includes: (Fluff, smut)
Main Masterlist
𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓴𝓽𝓸𝓫𝓮𝓻 𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽
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Y/N could say her life was pretty good and she wouldn’t be lying. She had a good group of friends, enrolled in classes she actually liked, and was happy with herself. The only problem was that she was madly in love with her best friend of eight years. 
He was currently on his stomach as he watched a movie peacefully on her bed. She was at her desk working on homework. 
Ethan groaned for the umpteenth time, causing Y/N to roll her eyes. She spun around in her chair, stopping to be facing him. “What is it now?” 
Ethan rolled on his back, his arms sprawled out. He bent his head backwards to rest on the edge of the bed and looked at her. His curls bounced back as he pouted. “I’m bored. You said it’d take thirty minutes, not thirty hours.” He complained. 
“It’s been an hour.” 
“So you admit it’s been more than thirty minutes?” 
She dryly laughed before spinning back to her desk, earning a groan from Ethan. The truth was, she hadn’t got a single drop of work done. The whole time she had been texting a boy from her class, Greg. 
He sneakily walked over to her and peeked over her shoulder. His face dropped upon seeing her phone. Ethan looked at her sadly, but shook it off as he grabbed her phone. 
“Ethan!” 
Ethan giggled mischievously as he held her phone in the air away from her. She pulled on his arm, but she knew he was ten times stronger than her. 
“Who’s Greg?” He cooed as he teased. He scrolled through the text thread. 
“Ethan give me my phone back!” She yelled as she clawed at Ethan’s chest. His stomach only bubbled with laughter as he held his free hand out to push her away. 
Opposite of what Ethan thought he’d find, Y/N was scared Ethan would see the texts from Greg giving Y/N advice on asking Ethan out. “Wow you’re sending him outfit ideas?” Y/N’s eyes widened as he teased further. “You never send me outfit ideas.”
“Ethan please,” she pleaded. 
Ethan only put on a faux smile as he continued to scroll. His thumb froze on the screen, and his smile faded. His eyes rolled over the words as his arm lowered, allowing Y/N to snatch her phone from him. 
She nervously looked to her phone, seeing Ethan stopped on the texts she didn’t want him to see. 
Greg 
you won’t be happy until you tell him y/n
9:45 pm
Y/N
I cant
Hes my best friend everything would go to shit
9:46 pm
Greg 
Just give it a chance
Maybe he likes you!
9:48 pm
Y/N
I doubt it
He’d probably hate me if he knew
9:51 pm
Her face turned warm as she read the messages, and Ethan stood still. “How could you think I could ever hate you?” Ethan asked smally. 
“Because it’s weird,” she slumped her shoulders, turning away from Ethan. Ethan placed his hand on her shoulder, and he tilted his head to look around her shoulder. 
“It’s not weird. I like you too.” Ethan smiled nervously. “I have for a while.” 
“Really?” She asked, finally turning to him. He nodded and placed his hand on her cheek. They looked at each other for a moment, and then she yanked on his collar, pulling him into a rough kiss. Ethan moaned softly as her lips moved against his. 
It was better than she could ever imagine. His lips were soft and felt as if they were molded to fit against hers. She snaked her hands up his chest, and Ethan’s hands went to her hips. He pulled her closer to his body, earning a gasp from her. 
He backed them up towards her bed, pulling her down with him as he sat on the edge of the bed. His cheeks glowed a light shade of red at their position. 
“Y/N,” He trailed off in a whisper. He played with the hem of her shirt as he looked down. 
“Yes?” She answered softly. 
He pecked her lips. “Are you a virgin?” 
She laughed slightly, and she ran her fingers through his curls. “You know I am.”
“I didn’t know. I thought you and that one boyfriend…” She shook her head. “Good. I-I wanna be your first. I wanna be the one that takes your virginity away. I wanna be the first one inside you.” Her face grew warm at his words. His hands slowly moved under her shirt, reaching to the waistband of her shorts. “I wanna be the first dick you ever feel stretch you, hell, the only dick. I’m all yours, and you’re only mine.” 
He ravished her neck with his lips, and his hand reached to her panties. He smiled against her neck as he felt how wet she was. 
“Y-You’re a virgin too, right?” Y/N asked. 
Ethan nodded as he pulled away. He stretched her with two fingers, slowly curling deep inside of her. She whined softly as her eyes closed. “Please, Eth, I need to feel you.” 
“You are feeling me, sweetheart.” 
She shook her head. “Need to feel your cock inside me, please.” 
He smirked, pulling his fingers out of her. He let her unzip his pants as he pulled her shirt over her head. His eyes froze on her tits, and he practically drooled. “Fuck,” He held her shorts and panties to the side with his fingers, and he pulled his cock out, teasing her entrance with his head. 
“Wait,” Y/N suddenly said, voice lacing with concern. Ethan immediately retracted his hand as his cock bounced against his stomach as he let go. “What if I’m not good enough for you?”
“Babe, I don’t know what I’m doing either. I think you should be a little more worried than me.” 
“I guess, but,”
“Nah,” Ethan cut her off. “I promise you, you will make me feel good. Even if you’re the worst at having sex,” she slapped at his arm playfully. “I will love every part of it. Because I love you, and I will feel all of you. And that’s enough for me.”
Y/N sweetly smiled at his words. “Okay, I’m ready.”
Ethan looked at her longingly, before continuing his previous actions. His head was barely in her entrance, his precum dripping into her hole. Slowly, he thrusted his hips, shoving half of his dick in her. She inhaled sharply at the pain of the stretch. Ethan stopped, letting her adjust to his size. It took everything in him not to throw her on her back and pound into her. But he knew he had to be patient, he needed to be slow for her. So she could feel good her first time too.
After a moment, he thrusted his hips upwards, going deeper inside of her. She gasped, but rolled her hips with him. Ethan shut his eyes as she clenched around him. 
“Fuck, fuck, wait,” Ethan whimpered, pausing his movements. Y/N froze in fear as she looked at him. Did she do something wrong? “I’m gonna cum soon, fuck.” 
She dryly chuckled and kissed his cheek. He nodded, and he started moving again. Knowing that he’d probably finish soon, she reached her hand down to start rubbing circles against her clit. Ethan’s eyes flicked down as he panted. He replaced her hand with his, and he used his free hand to grip her hip, moving her forwards and backwards against him. 
Soft moans and grunts came from the two of them. Both of their bodies moved against each other, sweaty skin slapping. Y/N felt it, felt her stomach heating up, twisting. She was making love for the first time, with the boy she loved, and she was actually going to finish. Ethan was getting close too. He bounced her on his cock as he whined, his fingers still rubbing her clit. 
First it was Y/N, she came around his cock, clenching tightly around him with her walls. Ethan jerked his hips, and his mouth parted open to groan loudly. 
“I love you, fuck, I love you so much.” He whined as he kissed her sloppily. He moved his hips again, stopping as he was all the way inside of her, cumming. She ran her fingers against his chest soothingly as he breathed heavily. “Did I, mm, did I do okay?”
She kissed him in response, sucking on his bottom lip. “Amazing.”
“By the way,” 
“Hmm?” Ethan hummed, his eyes gazing at her lips. 
“I love you too.”
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𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓴𝓽𝓸𝓫𝓮𝓻 DAY 2
Pegging
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MINORS DNI
Pairing: (Bottom!Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader)
Content Includes: (Pegging, smut)
Main Masterlist
𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓴𝓽𝓸𝓫𝓮𝓻 𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽
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“You sure about this?” She asked gently, her nails softly scratching his bare back. Ethan was naked on his stomach on her bed. His precum stained her sheets. He peeked his head back from her pillow, and he nodded. 
Earlier, Ethan had accidentally slipped out how much he wanted Y/N to peg him when they were watching porn together. She was surprised, but wasn’t against the idea. 
She smiled devilishly, and she snapped the strap-on around her hips. 
Ethan gulped nervously, and he stuck his head back into her pillow. He was already stretched from her fingers, whining when she stopped. But now, now Ethan was excited for what was about to come. 
She asked him once more if he was okay.  
“Can you please just fuck me?” Ethan groaned. Y/N smiled, eyebrows raised, and slammed herself in Ethan. Ethan jerked his whole body at the penetration. “Fuck!” He moaned. 
She pressed her chest flat against his back, rutting her hips. Ethan’s body slid forward and back as she thrusted into him, and his mouth was wide open, his eyes scrunched closed. One hand rested on his hip, and the other rested on the back of his neck, wrapping fingers around his throat. 
“That feel good, baby?” She cooed.  
He nodded, his curls bouncing. “Fuck it feels so good! Ah!” 
The dildo slid in and out of him at a rapid pace. Ethan’s eyes watered. A part of him felt a little ashamed for liking it so much, but the other part of him told him to shut the fuck up and take it. 
She reached at his pelvis, and she lifted him up slightly, giving her space to take a hold of his dick. 
“F-Fuck,” he moaned at the feeling of her hand jerking him off. His entire face was turned red, and his legs started to shake from the pleasure. “I-I’m not g-gonna last,” he warned her. 
She kissed a freckle on his shoulder. “Let go for me baby, I won’t get mad.” He softly whined as his hands gripped the sheets. His hips thrusted into her hand, and he clenched around her at the same time. 
Ethan’s cock twitched in her hand, causing her to dip her head and kiss the corner of his eye. She sped up, fucking him even harder than before. Ethan started whining as he arched his head back. “I-I’m coming! Fuck!” Ethan whimpered, spewing thick and white stripes in her hand. She slowed down, and slowly pulled out of him. He shuddered at the coldness, and whimpered as she began to clean him up. 
“You were such a good boy for me,” She cooed, rubbing his back.  But Ethan wasn’t satisfied. Even after finishing, he needed to feel her inside his little hole again; he yearned for it. Ethan whined softly, already feeling his dick get hard again. “You’re gonna have to fuck me again.”
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shadesslut · 1 year ago
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𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓴𝓽𝓸𝓫𝓮𝓻 DAY 3
Bondage
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MINORS DNI
Pairing: (Tara Carpenter x Fem!Reader)
Content Includes: (Bondage, slight edging?)
(a/n: not proofread!)
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Tara groaned, with her legs sprawled across her girlfriend’s lap. The couple were on their couch, in nothing but booty shorts. “There has to be something we haven’t tried.” Tara complained. 
Y/N furrowed her brows in concentration. The specific topic they were debating on was what kinks they haven’t tried out. There weren’t that many. 
“We haven’t done a threesome,” Y/N stated.
 Tara glared at her. “No fucking way I’m sharing you.” She gripped her thigh as she gritted through her teeth. “Seeing someone else fuck you doesnt turn me on, it just makes me want to commit a murder.”
“Okay, okay, no threesomes,” Y/N laughed as she quickly dropped the suggestion. Again, she sat in silence. Tara groaned again, throwing her head back onto the couch.  “What about, never mind.”
Tara lifted head up to look at her. “What were you gonna say?” Y/N shook her head. “No, no, say it.” Tara demanded, crawling on top of Y/N’s lap. Y/N’s cheeks warmed up and Tara’s thighs straddling her own. 
“N-Nothing,” she replied, meekly. 
Tara lifted a brow, and she placed her hands on both sides of Y/N’s shoulders. “Tell me.” 
“What about…What about bondage?” She finally asked. Tara’s eyes widened, and Y/N looked anywhere but at Tara. 
“You want that?” Tara asked softly. Y/N only nodded slowly. A beat of silence passed from both of them. Tara hummed as she got off of Y/N’s lap, disappearing into their bedroom. 
Y/N followed her nervously. “We don’t have to do that, we can do something else,” Tara shut her up by kissing her, and before Y/N knew it Tara had secured her hands together in cuffs. 
“Where on earth did you get these?” Y/N asked, looking down at the shiny metal. Tara smirked, and she pulled Y/N onto the bed. Y/N let out a yelp in surprise, and partly from the pain of the cuffs digging into her skin. 
Tara swayed her hips as she crawled onto the bed, her head slightly tilted up, as her eyes looked down to Y/N. “That’s not important right now baby, what’s important is making you feel good.” She cooed at her. Y/N gulped nervously. Her wrists were raised to her chest, squishing her tits together, and Tara licked her lips at the sight. 
“You know what else I have?” Tara asked sweetly. Y/N shook her head. Tara chuckled as she caressed her fingers through Y/N’s hair. She reached over to her personal nightstand, her breasts hanging just above Y/N’s face. 
“Tara, please,” Y/N whined at the sight. Tara giggled as she leaned back, zip ties now in her hands. Tara crawled back to the edge of the bed, securing both of Y/N’s ankles to the legs of the bed. “Fuck,” 
Tara settled herself in between Y/N’s now restricted legs, and she smirked up at her. “I can smell you, baby.” Tara whispered softly. She hooked two fingers into the crotch of Y/N’s panties, and pressed the flat of her tongue against her pussy. 
“Fuck Tara, you always feel good,” Y/N whined. She so desperately wished to move, raising her hips, and trying to pull her legs up. Her legs couldn’t move from its place though, unfortunately for her. 
Tara’s tongue swiped along Y/N’s clit, barely applying pressure. The tip of her tongue barely grazed her skin, bringing Y/N to that sweet edge. “Tara.” Y/N groaned. “Please,” Tara chuckled, and she sat up. Y/N groaned in protest again, yearning for Tara’s touch. Tara straddled one leg over Y/N’s thigh, and she swiped her own panties to the side. Y/N’s eyes widened as she looked down, Tara’s now exposed pussy lingering just above her own. Tara looked up at her, eyes lidded, full of seduction. 
Every inch of Y/N’s body wished to reach out to touch Tara in any way. Tara lowered herself, and grazed her cunt against Y/N’s. Tara’s eyes rolled back, and she let out the sweetest gasp Y/N had ever heard. “So warm,” Tara mumbled. 
She rolled her hips against Y/N’s, gaining friction on their clits. Each of them moaned, and Y/N’s legs jerked as she tried to move. She cursed under her breath in annoyance. The pressure felt amazing though. Between Tara’s pussy grinding on hers, the tightness the restraints felt around her, she was in heaven. Tara placed a palm on Y/N’s lower stomach as she braced herself. 
“I need you so bad.” She whispered. Y/N’s stomach twisted, and she felt the restraints rub into her skin, overstimulating her. She could hear how wet she was, how wet Tara was. Tara’s hips rolled back and forth, side to side, and Tara raised her free hand up to cup her own tit, drawing circles around her nipple with her thumb. Her mouth opened in an ‘o’ shape, and she whimpered Y/N’s name repeatedly. 
Tara’s body grew warmer and warmer as she approached her climax. “Fuck, Y/N, fuck,”
Y/N’s body jerked as Tara’s clit rubbed against her once more, finally finishing. Tara kept going after Y/N came, grinding her hips even faster. Both of their liquids were mixed all over Tara and Y/N’s lap. Tara smiled as her eyes closed, and she threw her head back. “Oh fuck yes, fuck yes,” She moaned, reaching her climax. 
Tara panted, still resting on top of Y/N. She smiled down at her girlfriend, and she leaned down to kiss her plump lips, slightly biting on her bottom lip. She pulled her lip with her as she leaned away causing Y/N’s lip to pop back. “You’re right,” Tara sighed satisfactorily. “This was a good idea.”
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shadesslut · 1 year ago
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𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓴𝓽𝓸𝓫𝓮𝓻 DAY FOUR
Somnophilia
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Pairing: (Chad Meeks-Martin x Fem!Reader)
Content Includes: (Somnophilia, slight spit kink?)
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Chad and Y/N had an agreement. Any night Chad came home late from practice while Y/N was asleep, he was allowed to use her body. It was brought up first by Y/N, derived from how much she missed seeing her boyfriend. Football had practically taken up all of his free time, leaving no room for Y/N and her touch-starved pussy. 
It was one of those nights tonight. Chad had creeped inside their shared apartment, trying to make as little noise as possible. Today’s practice was rough. Chad had pented up anger from his teammates not performing well. 
Some of that anger washed away once he saw Y/N’s sleeping body curled up on their bed. He softly smiled as he closed the bedroom door. He peeked at her under the sheets, cock twitching as he saw she was only sleeping in panties. 
“Fuck,” He softly whispered at the sight. Her nipples peaked at the cool air, and she softly whined in her sleep as she shifted. Chad carefully crawled over her, entrapping her with his biceps. He leaned down, pressing a sweet kiss to her cheek. 
His eyes flicked down to her panties, considering if he should. I mean, she did tell me I could, he thought to himself before hooking his fingers into her panties. Slowly, he tugged them down to her knees. Gently situating her to his desired position, he could already feel himself become excited. She was his little doll to pose and play with. 
Her arms were raised above her head, her legs were slightly spread apart, and lips parted as she continued to dream. Chad tugged his sweatpants down along with his boxers, letting his cock spring out, thumping against just under his belly button. 
His hand delicately wrapped around his shaft, his mouth opening slightly. He stuck two fingers in his mouth, pulling them out as he let his saliva drip from his mouth. 
His wet fingers teased her entrance as he lubed her up. As he stroked himself slowly, his thumb tracing along a thick vein, he stuck his fingers in her. She softly whined and moved in her sleep. 
After she was stretched from his fingers slowly pumping in and out of her, Chad lined up the top of his cock to her hole. He groaned, loudly this time, as he slid himself inside of her. She felt warm, her walls tightly wrapping around him, molding every detail of his dick. His hips moved forward, allowing himself to touch deeper inside her. 
He smirked to himself as he thrusted into her. His hands rested on her hips, nervous of waking her. She moaned, and she rubbed her eyes as she fought to stay asleep. 
For all she knew, she was having another wet dream, she just didn’t know why it felt so realistic this time. 
Chad groaned as he hit her sweet spot, and he let sweet, whiny whimpers slip out of his mouth. His soft lips were curved upward as he smiled. 
The slapping of his skin to hers filled the room, and the loud noises finally woke her up. 
“Chad?” She groggily asked, but Chad continued to pump himself inside of her. She moaned, her eyes widening as she looked down to see what was happening. 
“I couldn’t help it baby,” he grunted. “I just needed to be inside of you.” 
Her eyes rolled back as he lifted her hips up, fucking her at a new angle. 
Chad bent down and pried her mouth open with his fingers. “Open.” He demanded, and she obeyed. He sloppily kissed her, groaning against her lips. As he pulled away, he spit in her mouth, then pressed her chin up, closing her mouth. 
Chad whispered sweet nothings into her ear as he fucked her, hips stuttering each time he thrusted in and out. “Fuck, you want me to cum in you baby? You wish I was coming in while you’re asleep?” 
“Your body’s just a tight little hole for me to use, huh?”
“Fuck Chad,” Y/N whined. She clenched around Chad, causing him to moan and his hips to stutter. He let out whimpers as finished inside her, his cock twitching from the pleasure. 
Y/N came shortly after, arching her back one more time. Chad plopped down next to her, half of him laying on top of her. He smiled sleepily at her. “Did you have a good dream?” 
“Yeah, I had a dream about some guy fucking me in my sleep.” Chad laughed, and he nuzzled his face into the crook of her neck. 
“Can’t blame him, you look hot when you sleep.” 
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shadesslut · 1 year ago
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𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓴𝓽𝓸𝓫𝓮𝓻
I've never done this before idk what I'm doing. I'm gonna update it as I post! (I may not post it on its correlated day)
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DAY 1: Creampie with Ethan Landry DAY 2: Pegging with Ethan Landry DAY 3: Bondage with Tara Carpenter DAY 4: Somnophilia with Chad-Meeks Martin DAY 5: Knife/Blood Play with Ethan Landry DAY 6: Breeding with Ethan Landry DAY 7: Virginity with Ethan Landry DAY 8: Exhibitionism with Ethan Landry DAY 9 DAY 10 DAY 11 DAY 12 DAY 13 DAY 14 DAY 15 DAY 16 DAY 17 DAY 18 DAY 19 DAY 20 DAY 21 DAY 22 DAY 23 DAY 24 DAY 25 DAY 26 DAY 27 DAY 28 DAY 29 DAY 30 DAY 31
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Wheres day 3
I just posted it! Also again there might be days where I don't post but I'll try to make sure to get all 31 days!
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