#slipknot corey taylor

[ghost-in-the-hall]

Annoyance (Corey Taylor x Fem! Reader) SMUT

Hello hello! This was a request for cutie_maggot on AO3! This is my first time really writing Corey, so hopefully it turned out alright. Thank you so much for reading!!

WARNINGS: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, ADULT CONTENT, MDNI, 18+ CONTENT, porn very little plot, swearing, degradation (some praise), oral (m receiving), hair pulling, biting, fingering, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, mask kink, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, slight breeding kink, creampie, aftercare, if I missed any please let me know!!

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You had decided to wear a new dress you had just bought to the show tonight, something you specifically picked out because you knew Corey would love it. Which, he definitely did, the moment he laid his eyes on you his hands were already drifting over your body, whispering in your ear how he can't wait to tear that dress off you with his teeth later tonight.

The problems started with Shawn.

“Well, don't you look pretty, bird?” You didn't have to look at him to know his gaze had settled onto the curve of your ass. That was strike one. You could already feel the annoyance rolling off Corey in waves.

“Get your eyes off my fuckin’ girl, Shawn.” He spits, wrapping an arm possessively around your waist, dragging you into his side.

Strikes two and three came at the same time. 

Corey trusted you completely, he knew that his pretty little girlfriend only had eyes for him at the end of the day. But, he still couldn't stop himself from getting a bit jealous whenever you would receive attention from someone else. 

Jim knew he ran the risk of pissing Corey off, but he couldn't deny how cute he found your flustered expression as he complimented you. “That dress looks very pretty on you, love.” He rests his elbows on his knees, smirking as he watches your eyes nervously dart away from him.

“I think someone likes having all the attention on them, don't you, pretty girl?” Your heart races as you meet Mick’s playful gaze, never one to miss an opportunity to leave you a flustered mess, for better or for worse. “Corey is one lucky son of a bitch, isn't he Jim?” He chuckles, bright blue eyes trailing hungrily over your tiny form, like an animal sizing up its prey.

Jim lets out a hum of approval, “lucky, indeed.” He responds, letting each syllable carefully roll off his tongue. They both chuckle as they’re called to line up to head out on stage.

“Just wait until I get my fuckin’ hands on you.” A shiver runs down your spine as Corey growls in your ear. He grabs you by the waist, pressing your body flush to his. You can feel his hard cock press into the curve of your ass. “I've gotta make sure my girl doesn't forget who she belongs to.” He nips at your skin, making you yelp. You don't miss the dark, lust filled expression in his eyes as your gaze meets his. You wish him luck, he presses a hot, heady kiss to your lips before joining the others. 

After the show, he was quick to get you alone, pushing you into an empty dressing room. Corey growls, roughly pinning you to the wall, a hand on either side of your head. “I just can't leave you alone for a single fucking second, can I?” He asks in a low, dangerous tone. “I turn my back only for you to let my band mates drool all over you, is that right, baby?” Your breath hitches in your throat as you feel his sharp teeth pass over the sensitive skin of your neck. “I guess I can't blame them though, can I? My girl just looks so pretty, how could they keep their eyes off you?” His lips crash against yours with bruising force, your knees giving out underneath you only to be held up by Corey's strong body pressing into yours. “Who do you belong to?” He growls against your lips.

“You.” You can't stop the smile from tugging at your lips, your heart racing as you answer his question.

He breathes out a chuckle. “Prove it.” He smirks, gaze dropping to your pretty lips. “On your knees, princess.” You immediately give into his request, your knees coming into contact with the rough, ratty carpet with a dull thud. He grabs your chin tightly in his hand, keeping your eyes locked on his as he slowly unzips his jumpsuit, bright blue irises staring back at you from the black pits where they sat behind his mask. You pull your lip between your teeth, unable to keep your eyes off his erection as it struggles against the confines of his boxers. “I've been waiting all night to be able to use that filthy fucking mouth of yours.” His fingers slide into your hair, roughly tugging at the strands, making you let out a soft moan. Your hands slide up his legs, settling on the waistband of his boxers. “Well, what are you waiting for? Get to work.”

He keeps a tight grip at the nape of your neck as you lean in, running your tongue along the base of his cock all the way up to its angry, red tip. Corey curses under his breath, dragging your outstretched tongue back and forth across his member. “Dirty slut.” He breathes out through a chuckle. “That’s it, get me nice and lubed up so I can fuck you stupid.” He groans as he pushes the tip of his cock into the warm cavern of your mouth. “I’m going to fucking ruin you to make sure those assholes can never come close to making you feel as good as I can.” You moan around him as you feel his hips stutter, easing his cock into your mouth. He presses into the back of your throat with a groan, a devilish smirk passing over his features as he hears you choke around him. He eases it out of your mouth just enough to allow a gasp of oxygen to slip down your throat only for him to slam back into you again. Tears began gathering along your lashes with every harsh, unforgiving thrust, eventually sliding down your cheeks, leaving red streaks in their wake. You feel his fingers twitch, a low growl rumbling from his chest before he pulls you off him. “Don’t want to get too carried away now, do we?” He asks with a shuddering breath. He pulls you up to meet him, lips crashing against yours as he stumbles blindly in the direction of the couch in the room. You yelp as the back of your knees connect with the cushions, sending both you and Corey tumbling down into the worn leather. He grabs hungrily at your waist, hoisting up your hips in order to slip your panties down your legs.

“You look really pretty in this dress, baby. It’s too bad I’m going to fucking ruin it.” He growls, pressing the air from your lungs as he sinks his full weight into you. You gasp as he sinks his teeth into your shoulder, he chuckles as he feels you claw desperately at wherever you could reach. He grabs your wrists in his hands, pinning you to the couch below him as he feverishly bites and sucks at your neck. He pushes your dress up to your hips, swapping both wrists into one hand as the other slides in between your legs. You whine as he starts to draw slow, tight circles on your clit. You moan his name as you buck into his hand, he chuckles at the sound of your needy whines. “What's the matter, baby?” He coos, keeping up the same sluggish pace. “Not enough?”

“Corey, please.” You whimper. “Wanna cum in your fingers.”

He smirks, “is that right? My little slut wants me to make her cum, hm?” You nod, pushing yourself against his fingers, desperate for any more friction than he was giving you. You let out a loud, broken moan as he slips two fingers inside of you. “Someone's really needy, aren't they?” He teases you with a chuckle, making your cheeks grow warm. “Look at that greedy little pussy, taking my fingers so well.” You gasp as you feel him scissoring you open, preparing you to be stuffed full of his cock. He expertly crooks his fingers into a spot that had you crying out, desperately grabbing onto him as white hot pleasure seared across your entire body. 

“Corey.” You whimper his name, nails digging into his arm as you feel the coil in your core winding impossibly tight, ready to snap at any second. Your thighs shake uncontrollably as you finally come undone.

“That's it baby, fuck.” Corey growls, fingers fucking into you at an animalistic pace as he pushes you through your high. Your arousal coated his hand, beads of your slick dripping down his wrist. “Again.” He orders firmly, not slowing as you feel pressure building in your core once again.

“I can't.” You respond weakly. You yelp as Corey suddenly pulls his fingers out of you and delivers a harsh slap to your clit.

“I said, again.” He growls dangerously, returning to his previous, vicious pace. His thumb presses roughly to your clit, fingers dragging deliciously over your sensitive walls. He works you right up to the edge, leaving you gasping and clawing at his wrists, before expertly tipping you over the edge. You sobbed as he repeated the the process two, three, four more times. Your body jolted as he tells his fingers against your clit. “Dirty girl.” He chuckles.

He flips you over onto your hands and knees, heat radiating off his chest as he blankets your back. He grabs roughly into your hips, his fingertips pushing into you in a way that you knew would leave bruises behind. You moan as he teases your entrance with the tip of his cock. “By the time I'm done with you you're only going to be able to think about me.” He groans next to your ear. Your knees threaten to give out as he eased inside of you, a strong arm wrapping around your waist in order to hold you upright. Corey curses as he bottoms out inside of you, hips molding to the curve of your ass as he pulls as your supple skin. “You always take me so perfectly, baby.” He coos, making you moan as he eased himself out to the top only to slam back into you. “Always doing so good, just for me.” You gasp at the feeling of his hot tongue running up the side of your neck, your thighs trembling as his pace gradually begins to increase. “Gonna have to fill you up, make sure everyone knows that pretty pussy belongs to me.” He tangles a hand in your hair, pushing your face down roughly into the couch cushions, the other delivering a sharp smack to your ass. The room filled with the sounds of your fervent moans and whine, his cock mercilessly pumping into your slick heat. He chuckles as he feels you tense, your gummy walls attempting to clamp down on him with every last remaining bit of strength as you come undone. You scream out his name as he roughly runs at your clit, tears streaming down your cheeks as you writhed underneath him, the overstimulating pleasure knocking the breath from your lungs. He pulls you up by your hair, you whine as he bites down harshly on your neck, a growl bubbling up in his throat as you feel his hips start to stutter. “All. Fucking. Mine.” He snarls against the side of your face, a groan leaving him as he presses as deep inside of you as he can manage. He curses, hips rocking slightly as you feel his cum pool inside you. “That's my pretty girl, letting me fill her up.” He presses his lips to the top of your head. He keeps himself connected to you for a few moments, sweat dripping from his chest and into your back. 

He begins to soothingly stroke his thumb over your stomach. “I'm gonna get you cleaned up, okay, baby?” He says softly, helping you into a more comfortable position before cleaning up his mess. He looks around the room, managing to find his stuff in order to slip the oversized shirt from his bag over your head. “I'll help you finish getting dressed in a minute, come here, love.” He collapses into the couch next to you, opening his arms for you to crawl into. He cradles you against his chest, fingers carefully carding through your hair, a drastic contrast to how rough he had been with you. “How are you feeling?”

“Sleepy.” You respond, making him chuckle.

“You doing okay after that, baby? Was I too rough?” You shake your head, fidgeting with his fingers as a soft smile settles into your lips.

“No, you weren't, I promise.” You lay your head against his shoulder, your eyes meeting his bright blue ones. “You really don't like it when the others compliment me, huh?” You giggle.

Corey chuckles in response, taking your hand and bringing it to his lips, carefully kissing each knuckle. “I just don't like people trying to take what's mine, baby.”

“You know I would never leave you, right?” 

“Of course I do. I trust you completely, you're my girl. But, I know they're a bunch of fucking animals.” You both laugh. “I love you, and I'm so happy you're all mine.”

“I love you, Corey.” He presses a gentle kiss to your lips.

“Now, how about we finish getting dressed, and we head back to the hotel, I'll see if the kitchen’s still open, maybe they can make us a pizza.” He offers with a laugh.

“You might have to carry my back, I don't think my legs work.”

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Give a hug to Corey bear :)

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Mask is not the exact one of the pic but man let me have it ,that mask is the GOAT hsgsfsgw, I had to draw that version

Call this drawing lazy idc my focus was da MASK,and I like the pose (I’m going insane)

No bg version,original pic plus timelapse under

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just joey covering his face

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Slipknot | Disasterpieces DVD 2002

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WHO UP SLIPPIN THEIR KNOT RN?!

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Nu-high

THIS ART ISNT MINE!! Credits to @vnmipre on instagram

This is such a cute concept!! Jonathan being mad and Fred’s sleepy ass on the bus. WANYES HAIR <33

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Slipknot's Vol. 3 Raw scans of entire CD insert. Zoom for detail. (no edits for color correction or straightening)

since you guys have enjoyed the individual scans so much

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