#stu macher lemon

[msookyspooky]

Based on a really kinky dream I had that's been in my drafts forever 😗😳

TW:

Randy x Stu x CisFem!Reader • Smut!🔞 • Underage Drinking • Slight CNC/Reader and Randy being Persuaded by Stu • Vaginal Penetration • Cunningilus • Slight Degradation • Slight Humiliation • Praise• Threesome • Dirty Talk • Stu being an Ass • Scream and Set Up AU

Wordcount: 6,353

Camping Trip

It was the following Summer after…That happened…The catalyst that screwed up the entire town and everyone part of it. The Woodsboro Murders. You were out of town that weekend because your parents made you go with them; absolutely forbidding you from attending Stu's party while a killer was on the loose…You were glad but also a small part of you felt guilty. Like maybe if you were there; you could have saved your friends.

Randy said he was shot in the chest by someone but he said his memory was a blur. He thought it was Billy, almost swore it was but all evidence said it wasn't and he ended up saying he wasn't sure after evidence said Billy was innocent…All Randy knows is that Billy and Stu claimed Neil was behind it all but he saw Billy with a knife coming towards him right when EMTs and police rushed in. Billy swore he was just heavily wounded, holding the knife for his own safety and just checking on Randy to see if he was alive. Dropping it and wobbling on his feet; begging police to save his girlfriend Sidney. Randy said he remembered Billy wailing when police told him Sidney was dead…Almost too dramatically. Whatever he meant by that? And Dewey didn't remember anything after Neil in a costume stabbed him in the back…Just that Gale Weathers was shot in the head on the porch next to him and they must have assumed Dewey was dead.

But Neil Prescott, Sidney Prescott, Tatum Riley, Gale Weathers and Kenny the Cameraman were tragically murdered that night. You weren't there and two of the survivors had foggy memories and the other two, Billy and Stu, swore it was Neil getting revenge over his wife's death. Killing his own daughter as a murder suicide before trying to kill her boyfriend for his Dad sleeping with Maureen Prescott and all of Sidney's friends in some insane rampage.

You have to admit, it was so odd and made no sense but who were you to argue with two friends that lost both their girlfriends and were nearly stabbed to death? You weren't there but the imprint it left on everyone in Woodsboro was beyond present.

It was early August. You all graduated a few months ago and now everyone was off to college. Randy was going to study film at Windsor College in Ohio. Billy and Stu were going to the East Coast…And you…Had no idea where you were going; if you were even going at all. All you knew was your already slashed friend group was falling apart and you couldn't stomach it.

"Hey…YN?"

You blinked, looking over to see Randy in the passenger seat while Stu sneaked some liquor from his parents house and you sat in the backseat.

"You still here? You look like you're a million miles away."

You gave a slight smile. "Yeah, I'm fine."

"...You sure?" He tentatively asked.

You forced a smile and nodded. "Yeah, I'm cool. Really…Just-" You stretched with a groan. "Ready to go have fun in the woods I guess."

Randy smirked slightly. "Yeah because we just survived Halloween last year; let's go try to survive Friday the 13th next."

You sighed and leaned your head back on the seat. "Yeah…I still can't believe it happened. It's a shame Billy couldn't come with us."

"Not really…" Randy muttered.

You sat up in your seat, looking over at him. "Uh…Why?"

Randy looked towards Stu's front door to make sure you both were alone before looking at you and whispering. "I just…I know what Stu and Billy said but I swear, YN…Billy shot me and was coming over with the knife to finish the job." You went to chuckle, unsure what to say but Randy hissed out. "I'm serious!" Your smile dropped as he continued. "I mean, yes things are blurry for me after being shot and Dewey remembers fuck all nothing but…Something just isn't right! I know Billy is guilty."

You leaned over, risking touching Randy's hand and his gaze softened. Tatum swore you both would end up together telling you 'You could do so much better than a film geek who's foreplay is listing off the top nude scenes in cinema history.'...You disagreed but you were too chicken to just come right out and ask him especially after you knew how much he liked Sidney and now she was gone. The second he told you he got accepted into Windsor this early Summer; you backed off the idea completely.

"Then why not come out-"

Randy hissed out. "Yeah, and have Billy murder me next? I just come up mysterious offing myself off a bridge with a stab wound in my chest police are gonna ignore and say was self inflicted? I don't think so!"

"Randy, I know how you felt about Sidney but…It's been a year. We have to just accept that Neil did it and move on."

Randy gave you an exasperated sigh. "I know it seems like I'm not coping but you don't find it odd that both Stu and Billy were stabbed multiple times in the side? I mean, what type of plot armor is that? And why would Neil kill himself and his daughter at a party with other innocent teens if his motive really was him going crazy with grief?"

You opened your mouth then closed it…Not really sure of the answer yourself.

"I suspected Stu because he was such a lapdog to Billy. Still is…But I can't shake the feeling Billy Loomis is lying and Stu is covering for him. I mean, the dramatic way he was sobbing and screaming-"

"He just lost his girlfriend, Randy."

"Yeah but this was excessive it just…What motive sounds better? Teen boy riddled with angst, angry at his girlfriend not sleeping with him but her Mom slept with his Dad and probably was why his Mom split a few years ago and he's damaged from it beyond repair… Or an old man still upset at his wife's murder that could have just killed him and his daughter anytime at home suddenly going missing and just so happens to reappear to kill a bunch of teens for no reason at a party?"

You frowned. "...Billy's a good guy under it all, Randy. Why would he kill his friends and girlfriend?"

Randy shrugged. "How do we know Stu wasn't in on it?"

You scrunched your face. "What?"

"YN, Casey was Stu's ex and Tatum was Stu's girlfriend and it was at Stu's house and any kills related to Billy would make sense since they're best friends-"

"Randy." You sighed out, patting his hand. "Neil had evidence on the phone records…I don't understand it either but we gotta just accept it and move on."

Randy huffed but glanced at you patting his hand, his glare softening. "Yeah well, if you ask me I think it's a criminal getting away with murder."

"What is?" Stu chimed in, opening the door quickly.

Randy faltered before muttering. "Uh…O.J. Simpson case 2 years ago."

Stu chuckled. "Yeah that was crazy, had me hooked! Came home and watched it every single day." He glanced at your hand on Randy's and smirked. "Whatchya kids doing?…Getting cozy?"

You and Randy jerked your hands away as Randy faintly blushed, turning in his seat and mumbled. "Stu, did you get everything?"

"Yep. Got some fireball and mad dog."

Randy raised a brow. " I expected some fancy chardonnay or scotch."

Stu grinned. "Nah, these are my sister Leslie's…She's knocked up, what she don't know won't hurt her." He started the car.

"Yeah till all her liquor is missing after the baby arrives." You mused.

Stu backed up and smiled. "Nah man, she loves me. I'm the best lil bro ever."

You scoff with a smirk. "I highly fucking doubt that."

"Tskk. Girl, you're lucky it's our going away bash." Stu tsked out with a mock glare before he snickered. You frowned a little as you all drove.

It was near dark when you all finally settled in.

A small set of woods next to a creek with a small bonfire Stu started. He just had to carry a large log and groan loudly while dropping it, flexing his biceps on purpose while grinning at you…It wasn't that you weren't attracted to Stu you just knew how he was. He was hard to say no to but you also knew how much he tried cheating on Tatum. He's a damn dog and you didn't take him too seriously with his flirting.

Randy gave him an annoyed look. "Hey Arnold, how about you get small pieces that actually burn?"

Stu rolled his eyes but took the mad dog bottle with him. "Whatever. I guess the man's gotta do all the work while you girls sit at the fire…Be right back…Don't do any fooling around without me-" Stu winked before walking in the dark.

You and Randy both rolled your eyes as you bashfully chuckled. "G-God he's dumb sometimes."

Randy took a swig of the fireball and chuckled nervously. "No totally is…Like, a moron…"

You both sat at the small fire in silence as you hugged your legs. Randy noticed you shiver. "You cold? Here…Don't say I'm not chivalrous." He put his jacket over you as you smiled softly at him and thanked him.

You both sat in silence a moment longer, listening to the fire crackle before you told him. "So…Windsor."

"Yeah, it's far but it's got the best curriculum and all that…It's really far....Away from Woodsboro bullshit...Gonna be weird being so far away."

You frowned and stared at the fire before mumbling. "I'll miss you, ya know…"

Randy looked taken aback, quietly asking you. "...You will?"

You chug the fireball with a grunt and cough a bit before handing it back to him. "Of course I will. No more movie nights, no more cruising late at night, no more spending time together goofing off…I'm gonna miss your annoying ass, Randy."

"Yeah, you're way more annoying than me." Randy blushed a bit and smiled down at his feet. "Well…God, YN. I'm gonna miss you too, ya know. I just was scared it'd be too embarrassing to say it first…I really…Ya know…I like-"

You looked at him and smiled. "Do you like me?"

"Of course I like you, YN."

"I mean…REALLY like me?"

Randy got flustered, looking down and stumbling over his words. "I mean y-yeah but y-you know…It's not…I do really like you you're pretty and…Not that t-that's the only thing but-"

You felt the fireball whiskey you've all been sharing taking effect. Honestly, your throat burned from it and you weren't as cold. And…You might never see Randy again. You liked him even if he wasn't as conventional attractive as Billy or as smooth as Stu; you liked him. Maybe you were just being a hopeless romantic horny teen or or maybe you were just panicking over him leaving or maybe it was genuine but all you knew was that…If you didn't act now, it would never happen. Even if Randy went to the opposite end of the country and met a bunch of college girls and forgot about you…It was still something your tipsy mind felt inclined to do.

I smiled at him while he rambled. "Randy?"

He hummed in his throat with that bashful look on his face you were starting to enjoy.

"...Stop talking and kiss me." You softly told him with a smile.

"O-Oh?....Oohh." He smiled a goofy grin with a red face, his fair skin no match for the way you were flustering him. Honestly, your cheeks felt warm too and you weren't sure if that's the alcohol or your nerves talking.

You both slowly leaned forward and kissed. It was feather light and chaste before you both smiled and did it again a bit longer this time and before you knew it…He scooted closer to you and ran his hands up and down your shoulder through his jacket while your lips moved together. You hummed into the kiss as you just…God, what were you doing? You gently pulled him down by his shirt collar as he moaned softly against your mouth. Before your lips moved together a few minutes and…You soon groaned lightly as you felt his tongue tentatively run across your lips before you met his tongue as well…Both of you making out in the woods next to a bonfire…It wasn't unheard of or anything. You both were 19 and you both clearly had feelings for each other or at least attraction …You felt like you should stop and think but you couldn't. Your body was warm and tingly, Randy was moaning and moving his lips so slow and tentative across your mouth, his tongue was shyly exploring you…You can tell he didn't kiss like this often but you didn't care either. If anything? It made you want to keep going. To let this be a fun first of many things before he left.

You experimentally rubbed your tongue in firm circles against his and he groaned softly. His tongue is getting more erratic. Not rough but less controlled as his hands started trailing up your leg. You bit his lip slightly and he sounded out your name. Just hearing that made you heat up…God, it's like you couldn't control yourself! You weren't drunk but the tiny bit of liquid courage and hormonal lust and the romanticism of being in the woods next to a crackling fire and knowing he was leaving for god knows how long. You gripped his hair and kissed him more passionately with a louder moan against his mouth. Both of you made out as he ran his hand up to your thigh and you just…Instinctively opened your thighs. God you just had to wear something that showed this much skin. His hand eagerly yet nervously up and down your thigh gripping and rubbing while trailing to your hips as you massaged your tongue with his.

Then he did something that made you whine in your throat. Roughly massaging your hips and biting your lip. He quickly stopped pulling away with concern. "Shit…Oh shit, did I hurt you? I'm sorry-" He breathlessly huffed out.

You furiously shook your head and dragged him back to your mouth. "No, do it again-" Both of your tongues meeting once more as your thigh hitches around his hip to pull him closer. This was getting out of control. This was so sudden and crazy and you were almost scared what this would do to your friendship but then you remembered all 3 of them Billy, Stu and Randy leave in a week or less and those cares go out the window. Hell, you might leave Woodsboro and they might never come back and you might never seen them again.

You trusted Randy, you felt safe with Randy, you felt…Damn turned on with how his thumb was subconsciously caressing your pelvic bone.

"Randy." You pant out as he just kept kissing you rougher than before. Like you turned him on as much as he turned you on. Like he was glued at the hip to you and couldn't possibly escape. You lightly pushed him up to talk. His eyes searched to make sure you were enjoying this as he sweetly stopped the second you asked…Oh…Oh you knew. He was it. If it was happening, it was happening right fucking now and you just had to act on it before you chickened out. "Randy…I want to."

Randy raised a brow blinking repeatedly as if he hadn't heard you right as he stammered. "W-What? Want??..."

" Randy…Sex." Your face warmed as you smiled at him. "You don't have to."

He hesitated. "I know I'm being a dork but why?"

You sheepishly smirked and stumbled out. "W-Well...Listen, we both like each other. We both feel good right now and Stu hasn't came back in minutes doing god knows what and hopefully he gives us privacy. And…I might not see you for a long while."

Randy couldn't get any redder but his eyes hooded a bit while he swallowed. "Are…Are you sure?"

"Yeah. Hurry before he does come back. There's no one I trust like you and this is perfect right now." You admitted with a shy smile.

You saw Randy look at you fondly. The look in itself made you feel butterflies as he went back to kissing you. Getting more adventurous as his one hand squeezed your thigh and the other played with your chest through your shirt. You grunted and quickly started getting rid of any fabric on your lower body as Randy's hands shook undoing his belt and zipper. Both of you excited and nervous and just eager to do something like this.

"Are you positive? Are you drunk or-"

You cupped his face. "I'm not any more tipsy than you are. Don't hesitate on my part...Do you want this?"

He eagerly nodded with a groan as he nervously positioned himself near your entrance. You were wet enough for him to slide in if he pushed. He kept his tip there and groaned out. "I'm asking...Because I never thought in a million years a girl like you would do this with me."

"Randy, put it in." You encouraged him with a bite of your lip. You hummed in your throat as you felt him push in. He wasn't long or too girthy. In fact, he felt slightly bigger than if a few fingers were in you…But for how nervous you both were and how quick this had to be? It was the perfect size. He hesitantly moved in you and groaned while you huffed a bit. You nodded your head when he looked at you and he did it again. And again. His hips slowly found a rhythm as he seemed to curve into your g spot every so often. You softly whined as you reached up to kiss him. Feeling heat all over and those feel good tingling sensation shoot from your g spot deep into your core with those certain strokes.

"Up a bit. Angle your hips upward." You instructed with a smile and bite of your lip.

"Like this?" Randy's eyes were hooded as his mouth parted. He angled his hips to roll up and you moaned a bit.

"Just like that…Just like that, Randy…Oh." You softly moaned as you felt yourself get more turned on with each stroke. "Faster…" You became painfully aware after a few moments that Stu could come back and you both could be interrupted. "Yes, Randy…Yes." You softly sighed out as he picked up the pace and you moaned a bit. Feeling your hips move with him. His dick rubbing against a very nice spot thanks to him listening to you.

"Oh YN…Oh shit, YN…You feel so good." Randy whimpered out a bit as you could tell he was getting close.

You kissed him and in between kisses. "Not yet…Please I'm close not yet-" You whined as you tried focusing on the pleasure of it all. Being with Randy like this, the memory of it going to seal into your brain forever at how close your feeling to him and how good he was making you feel even for a first time and even if you didn't cum.

Another few moments went by and you swore you were on the edge as Randy looked like he was really trying to hold out for you…All before you heard a whistle.

You both froze, stopped moving completely. Stu's annoying voice ringing out. "No fucking way! God damn, I leave for 10 minutes and you're both fucking in the woods?! YN…Damn girl, I didn't know you got down like that and with Ray?" Stu laughed out while sticking out his tongue.

Randy pulled out so quick it was almost painful as he covered himself and you tried shoving your legs together as Stu walked closer.

Randy was so red faced with a glare as he breathlessly snapped. "You were probably fucking watching us and just waiting to ruin it, perv!"

Stu chuckled but kept walking closer. "Maybe…It was kind of hot…Well, YN was…" You quickly tried to get your clothes over your wet and throbbing between your legs with how close you were to cumming before Stu squatted down and whispered to you. "Hey, babygirl. Shhh…Calm down…You enjoyed that, didn't you?" He smiled at you.

You felt mortified. You were started to wonder if Stu was a fucking sadist with how much joy he got in spoiling these sort of things. He couldn't wait 2 more minutes, if that?!

Stu touched your knee and Randy protectively shoved it away. "Hey man, what the fuck are you doing?!"

"Relax!" Stu drew out. "Relax baby…You look like you had fun…Do you feel good?" Stu gently pushed your chin up with his hand and you felt your head spinning.

Stu smiled down at you and your eyes couldn't help seeing the bulge in his jeans. A big ass fucking bulge. Your mouth dried and you screamed at yourself this was wrong to Randy and this was fucked up and this was all going too far but Stu gently pushed your chin up to look at him. "You're beautiful, baby…Had me so damn hard watching you.... Did Randy make your pussy feel good, honey?" He cooed softly.

You couldn't even answer that! The way Stu was looking at you and his voice dripping those words…His frame and his tent in his pants. This was nuts…Oh god this was nuts but fuck you were losing what little resolve you had.

Randy shoved him as Stu fell back on his ass with a grin. "Hey! Enough!" Randy snapped out.

Stu smirked at you as he leaned back. His bulge looked even bigger as you saw his muscles in his arms and that flirty grin on his face. He stuck out his long thick tongue jokingly like he did and your clit jolted on its own. You couldn't deny his appeal or charming words while he was looking at you.

"Is it enough, Ray?...I don't think it is." He crawled towards you and your chest heaved up and down with every eager breath. "I think…She is very, very unsatisfied. I think she needs a little more…Don't you baby?" He crawled over to you and before Randy could react. He kissed you.

Stu was so passionate and eager compared to Randy. His tongue demanded to go in your mouth as he gripped your head and ran firm but slow movements along your teeth and tongue all before sucking on your tongue a bit. He released you, teeth grazing your lower lip with a chuckle as you were in a daze looking at him.

Randy went to fight or flight, you weren't sure which before Stu held up a hand. "Now hold on here, man! Why don't we all have fun? It's just us three in the woods. We're all going to separate college's. You didn't shoot your load…She's hot and bothered...I'm horny myself…Why not?"

Stu gazed at you lustfully and you felt down right out submissive and shy in the best way with him. It was like night and day between him and Randy but you were so turned on and tipsy and Stu was making good points.

You knew it wasn't a good idea…But fuck it.

"...Okay."

Randy's eyes widened at you. "Okay!?" He seemed hurt.

"Only if you're okay with it, Randy!" You quickly saved, looking up at him. "Stu's right, we're all going to college soon at least you both are. And so far away and we're all kind of turned on and it's…It's whatever you want."

Randy seemed completely torn and you couldn't blame him. You were too.

Stu sighed. "Come on, man! Look, it's a one time thing and even though most girls can't get enough of me once I lay down the pipe-" He rolled his eyes. "I'm sure she'll probably meet you on break every semester to tickle your gerkin, alright? I ain't stealing her or nothin and it'll be fun…Actually never had a threesome before."

Randy still seemed conflicted till Stu just put his hand in between your legs. You yelped in surprise before he started rubbing the softest circles right above your clit on the hood. It made it feel good but ache for more at the same time as you just couldn't contain the tiny moan that came out as he whispered in your ear. "That's a good girl…You like that, don't you?"

He looked at Randy while he still played with you. His thick long fingers sliding down both lips on either side; up and down. Getting the blood flow circulating as you just naturally opened your legs with a soft groan. Your pussy on full display to Randy as he gulped and stared.

"See? You really wanna leave her like this? She's so damn willing and ready, man. Don't you wanna take turns getting dirty in the woods with such a dirty little girl we got here?" He teased you as he kissed your neck and his fingers rubbed over your clit. You moaned louder with your head falling back as Stu's fingers rubbed rougher than you liked but with how turned on you were it just felt good.

Before you knew it, Stu put both hands on your thighs and slowly pushed them open. "Easy, baby, Easy, easy…Let me show you a good time, babe." He whispered to you as you saw Randy watch with a bite of his lip.

You nodded as you let Stu separate your thighs and being the sadist he was. He just stared at your pussy for as long as it made you self conscious…All before taking his fingers and barely touching your clit with the back of them. Tilting his head and smirking as you squirmed a bit.

"Someone's a little eager slut tonight."

"Stu just!-...Do something!" You groaned out in annoyance. This was already surreal and he was making you have second thoughts teasing like this.

"Alright, alright…She's a bossy slut too." He mocked while unzipping himself. Your eyes bulged at how big he was. He was 6'4 and lean so it shouldn't be a shock but compared to Randy? It made you a bit nervous. He smiled at you. "Don't worry, sweetheart. I'll make it fit…You'll be so sloppy wet for me. It'll slide right in that hot little pussy like butter, babygirl."

You felt heat in your core at how he looked at you and talked to you. Jesus Christ.

He laughed. "Damn, Randy! She's bone dry-" Stu spit right on your pussy. "You suck, man."

You went to roll your eyes and argue he was full of shit and Randy had you wet. Not dripping but wet…But everything died in your throat when you felt a hot wet tongue swipe that spit over your inner lips. You couldn't help gasping loudly. Stu just did what he wanted, when he wanted, how he wanted with such vulgar passion. He didn't hesitate anything as he just dove right into eating you out.

You cried out louder than you intended as his tongue started lapping slowly but firm over your aching clit. Rolling that long hot tongue over and over. The whimpers and moans just spilled out of you as Stu eagerly licked your pussy. His tongue was just as flexible as it was long as he made all kinds of wet noises with his mouth as he licked and sucked at your clit. Sucking while doing fast licking motions had your hips bucking a bit.

You were in your own world right now. You didn't know anything but how Stu was making you feel with how eager he was.

You spared a glance at Randy to see him roughly palming himself through his pants with a bite of his lip. Just that sight turned you on beyond repair. All of this did! In fact, you were shocked how quickly you came. It took half the amount of time it did for you normally as you cried out and grabbed Stu's head. Your hips bouncing against him involuntarily before just laying there spasming. You tried squirming away as Stu smirked against your folds, continuing his assault on your sensitive clit even after the orgasm.

"Stu! S-Shit, noooo-oooohh." You moaned out even if that 'no' didn't have as much force as it should have.

"Hey, she's done." Randy told Stu with a glare. Clearly both jealous and bitter yet turned on at the same time.

Stu rolled his eyes and pulled away, purposely wiping your wetness off his chin in front of you. "Finnnee…I got her soaked anyways. Think she's ready to take all this-" He sat up and held the base of his dick. It was at least 7 to 8 inches long and thicker than you thought. You couldn't tell if it was as thick as Randy or slightly more but it was a sight for sure.

Randy looked at you. "YN, you don't have to do this-"

"Man, shut up!" Stu barked out before scoffing. "If she didn't want it, she'd say it…Ain't that right, YN? Come on, Sweetcheeks. I kinda want you to beg for it anyways-" Stu leveled his cockhead at your wet entrance and you quivered a bit. "Go on. Beg."

You were tongue tied before he slid it up between your folds. The wet shlicking noises just as loud as the fire crackling as his tip met your clit and he just rubbed his length up and down between your wet lips.

"Beg for it." He demanded again.

"I-I want it." You forced out with a swallow.

"You can beg better than that, girl. Tell me what a filthy slut you are."

Randy glared at Stu but you were so horny and him talking to you like that was something you didn't know you needed but now you did!

"I'm a slut for it…I want it." You mumbled as Randy's eyes widened.

Stu stared down at you. His gaze dark and his eyes transfixed on you as he tapped his cock in his hand against your clit. "What are you a slut for?"

"For…Wanting you to fuck me in the woods in front of Randy." It sounded so wrong but it just came out.

Stu smirked. "Are you my slut?"

That you faltered on and he barely stuck it in. That tiny little burn no matter how wet you were both annoyed you and made you crazy. It was mildly uncomfortable but made you ache for it.

"Are you…My…Slut?" He demanded.

"God damn it, Stu! Fine! I'm your filthy slut, okay?!" You hissed out eagerly looking down.

Stu giggled a bit and stuck his tongue out. "Man, I just asked for slut but now you're a filthy one? Yeah, you are. You're a filthy girl. A dirty, filthy, slutty girl and you're all mine…And now Ray gets to watch how I fuck my girls pussy."

He slid in faster than he needed to and you openly him. "Stop!"

Stu rolled his eyes but didn't slam back in again. "Yeah, I know I got a lot of manhood to take…Don't worry, you'll get used to it." He barely moved his hips upward and between the stretch and the motion you didn't know whether to cry or moan.

Stu whistled at Randy. "Hey, you just gonna let her be in pain here? Come on, boy wonder. Rub her clit."

You didn't want it to stop but your body was having a hard time getting used to the stretch. You bit your lip and cringed and before you knew it, Randy was on his knees and his hand was between your legs. You sighed as he rubbed tiny firm circles on your clit.

Stu whispered huskily. "Atta girl…Easy easy…Her pussy just took another inch of me on its own. Keep rubbing her, Ray."

Randy retorted as he spread some of your wetness over your clit and moved it around the hardened bud. "I'm shocked you know what a clit is. Figured you hit it like a caveman and split before the girl can even put her panties back on."

Stu grabbed your ankles in his hands and started moving in you. "Man, screw you. You're the fucking virgin…Was…How do you know what a clit is?"

"Anatomy books and uh…Look, the video store gets boring and we got porno's to stock." Randy rubbed those circles on your clit with his long but soft fingers. "How you feeling YN?"

You moaned softly with each trust. "Good. Faster." You closed your eyes and tried to just focus on how thick Stu was, how he filled you up and seemed to touch every nerve, how Randy's fingers felt.

Stu smirked. "You heard her, man. Faster." And before you knew it, Stu let go of your ankles and shoved your knees back instead, putting his full weight on your thighs as he started pumping in and out of you. He wasn't hard but it was a steady, fast and steady rhythm that made your leg shake.

"FUCK!" You cried out, moaning louder as Randy picked up the pace and bit his lip while he watched you.

Stu jerked your shirt and ordered Randy. "Help out a little, man! Undo her bra and play with her tits. I wanna see them bounce a bit. God knows you never felt those before. Probably gonna tweak the nipple like a radio knob." Stu chuckled in between huffs as he thrusted in you.

Randy blushed and shoved your bra up to show your breast. "Bite me." Randy retorted while one hand circled your nipple and the other circled your clit at the same rhythm.

"Jesus Christ, man. Pinch it, pull it, rub it harder. She needs to cum. She's desperate for it."

Randy hesitated before gently pulling one of your nipples while rubbing your clit faster and you felt your head roll back with a moan.

"Yeah man, keep playing with those. She loves it." Stu talked like you weren't a person. Like you were a toy and somehow that turned you on more.

Then, he hit a spot that had you jolt and a wave of hot pleasure course through you. It was past your g spot and near your cervix you couldn't tell if it was behind or below or what but you just knew it was an area you couldn't reach with fingers but the way he positioned you had him hitting that A spot. It should hurt but instead it almost felt like a mini orgasm course through you but not quite. It was...Fucking amazing!

Stu and Randy saw your reaction and gave you a curious look. Stu slowly rolled his hips so he pressed against that spot again and your back arched. Stu got a wicked grin on his face as he started pumping into you there in those deep long strokes. "I think I found a sweet spot, huh Sweetcheeks?"

You moaned high pitched as you felt that heat pooling in you. Randy kept playing with your clit and nipples with a strained turned on expression.

Stu giggled. "I know Randy's probably a cuck on the low but damn girl you're selfish. You aren't gonna offer him a hand or anything?"

The idea of getting Randy off turned you on and honestly felt right with how he was pleasuring you. Everything was ecstasy right now as you tried to hastily undo his pants while Stu kept bouncing your body while thrusting in you. Randy quickly helped you, all of you breathing heavily and moaning or grunting. You grasped Randy and started pumping him quickly. You were so close and so fucking turned on you couldn't imagine going slow. He didn't seem to mind, moaning deeply as he kept massaging your clit and Stu held you down; pounding against that deep spot that felt addictive.

This lasted another few moments before Stu started grunting and going a bit faster. And that's all it took. Him pounding that wonderful spot and your g spot every other thrust while holding you down, Randy rubbing your clit and roughly palming your breast, you jerking Randy off and hearing him moan and whimper. You came undone almost screaming. Stu clamped his hand over your mouth and pounded. "That's right, baby. Cum on my cock! Take this shit, babygirl...Good girl. That's a good girl, cum for me."

Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as he made you ride it out. Your kegel muscles sucking and squeezing on him involuntarily as he dragged himself out of you and quickly started jerking his cock off. It was just seconds before Stu groaned and hot spurts of his cum splashed onto your stomach. He let go of your mouth as Randy stopped moving on your clit. Closing his eyes and whining as you pumped him still.

"Shit…Shit-" Stu laughed out breathlessly. "That was a close call, man…God damn, YN…" He groaned out before looking at Randy with a smile.

Randy hadn't came yet, huffing and trying as you jerked him off.

Stu being the talker he was told you. "Give the man some release. Let him cum on your tits, babe. It's gonna be the only pair he'll ever get."

You nodded, almost smiling at the idea as you saw how desperate Randy was. "It's okay, Randy. Go ahead. I want you to cum...Cum for me, Randy."

Stu chimed in. "See? She gave you the A okay, my guy-"

"Stu, I'd cum faster if you would shut up." Randy grumbled with furrowed eyebrows.

Stu snickered to himself.

You decided to help Randy a bit. Moving your hand up and down his thigh through his jeans while encouraging him. "That's it Randy...That's it, cum for me...You're doing good." It took just a few moments before Randy's body stiffened and a low groan escaped him and he came on you.

You didn't even care. You were exhausted and on cloud nine as you all just stayed there a moment before Stu bent down and licked his own cum off your belly. You just sighed and tried to calm down a bit. Praying he didn't lick between your legs again because a part of you was too sensitive and another part knew you wouldn't be able to say no.

Stu wiped his mouth. "I'll clean mine but I am not cleaning Ray's. That's gay."

You couldn't help chuckling as Randy rolled his eyes and offered you a napkin. He almost went to clean you off but saw your breast and faltered a bit. Sheepishly handing it to you to clean off yourself while he looked away a bit. The realization of post nut clarity hitting him and maybe you? But Stu seemed unashamed as hell.

Stu finally zipped himself up. "So, are we doing this again?"

You cringed. "Stu I don't know this was like a one time thing so...Maybe later? All I know is we are NEVER letting this get out."

"Aw, where's the fun in that?"

Randy coughed and looked away as he mumbled at Stu. "Seriously man, what happens in the woods stays in the woods."

Stu rolled his eyes with a smirk. "You prudes. It was fun! Not my fault Randy was a cuck and YN is a bit of a kinkier girl than what she wants to say-" He got up. "Okay, Imma take a leak. You guys better not do anything without me…AGAIN."

You and Randy both sat there awkwardly smiling and trying to form the words for what happened and what this meant going forward.

Meanwhile, Stu quickly rushed a ways away from the bonfire with a wicked grin on his face. Pulling out his flip phone he just got that had really become smaller than the cellular he and Billy used last year.

He giggled as he typed up Billy's number. Randy just was desperate for female attention especially after they murdered Sid, Stu liked you but he also just liked sex and anyone giving him attention if he was being honest but Billy? He genuinely had a crush on you for years but you never realized it. Stu knew Billy would probably kick his ass but it was worth it.

"Hey Billy boy…Guess what I juusstt diiid…And with who."

[spinning-stars]

Mini smut fics! 🦴Slashers🦴 Part 1

Slashers x Reader

(no genitalia is mentioned but its implied afab!!!)

💥NSFW!!! SMUT!!! LEMON!!! WHATEVER YOU WANNA CALL IT!!!💥

Slashers- Billy and Stu, The Sinclair brothers (Vincent, Bo, Lester), Michael Myers.

Warnings ⚠️- knife play, wax play,body worship, degrading, usage of the word slut, p in v sex, bondage, oral giving and receiving, I made Billy a Sub. (I'll let you know when the bondage, wax play, body worship, degrading usage of the word slut, and knife play)

👻Billy Loomis-

"Please..." Billy looked down at you, eyes filled with lust. You have been teasing his dick for only a small hour, and he was begging for his release. His arms were tied behind his back and you were trying your best to hold his hips still to keep him from thrusting into your mouth. Occasionally you will let his hips go for about a minute or two only to stop his the second he gets close. You gently run your hand over the tip, making his body shiver. "You're going to have to beg more pretty boy," you say while staring up at him with the most innocent eyes. "Fuck... Please, I need it... Y/N... Please" He whimpers while lightly closing his eyes. "Good boy, you earned it," you said while taking him fully in your mouth and lightly sucking. It didn't take much time before his thighs began to shake and you felt his release in your mouth. His soft moans followed his climax.

👻✨Stu Macher-

Stu had your legs spread while you were sitting on his lap. He was rocking his hips back and forth, his hands are leaving deep bruises on your hips. He would occasionally thrust his hips up into you but then continued back into rocking. Stu like teasing you he felt like he was in complete control you would hold down your hips and stop you if you tried moving faster or slower than what he said. "Awe what's wrong Y/n... I thought you could take me. " Stu groans as he sped up a bit. He could feel you tightening around his cock. He slowly moved one of his hands to your thigh and gave it a light squeeze. He thrusted up a bit more into you. He felt your legs start to shake and your nails dig into your back before you both released. You fell into chest and you both began panting.

🎨Vincent Sinclair-

(💥Wax play, Bondage, body worship!!! 💥)

Vincent what's making you into his own kind of art art. He had you tied up the prettiest color of red rope, your legs were spread and your arms were tied above your head. A cute heart design was made on your chest using the rope. Vincent it's on the other end fingering you. He had a hot candle dripping wax on your body. Every time you wince in pain he bends down and lightly kisses that spot. When he wasn't kissing you he was rubbing your body lightly. " You're so beautiful... My muse." You tighten around his fingers and he speeds up trying not to hurt you. When you came he got on his knees and started to eat you out, tuning into your sweet whimpers and moans as you squirm above him.

🔧Bo Sinclair-

(💥 degrading, usage of the word slut, light Bondage💥)

Bo had you been over his giant Dark blue toolbox in the shop. Y'all were doing a quickie before the victims came back to the shop to check on there car. He was ramming in behind you with deep, quick thrust. "Fuck y/n... You feel so nice... you're so damn needy."He groans and throws his head back while picking up the pace. He then slaps your ass leaving a perfect bright red handprint. "You're my slut, Ain't ya'?." He asks as he feels your legs shake and you tighten around his cock. He slows down a tad bit just to leave hickeys and bites on your back and neck. He lets you suck his fingers to keep you from making too much noise. "Shhh... keep quiet, you don't want em' to think you're a slut now do ya?" He says as he bites your shoulder causing you to bleed. He then speeds up the pace while squeezing your ass until you both cum. He loves to pull out and see how much he wrecked you in such little time.

🐾Lester Sinclair-

(💥slight body worship💥)

Lester is the biggest sucker for truck sex. He took his old jacket and folded it into a makeshift pillow, so you don't hurt your head laying on the bed of the truck. Lester is gentle, he kisses your body before sticking it in. He lightly pumped in and out of you while holding on to your hand. "Shit... Honey you're warm and nice." He moans while speeding up a bit. He cums first and then kneels down. "Can't let someone as pretty as you not finish," he pants a bit before eating you out. He bounces back and forth between eating you out and kissing your inner thighs. Here and there leaving light bites until you cum.

🔪Michael Myers-

(💥Knife play 💥)

Michael had you in missionary when he began lightly dragging the tip of his Knife by your side. He was going at a deep but normal pace surprisingly. He looked down to admire his work, you had cuts, hickeys, and bites all over you. For the cherry on top you have a slight ring of tears in your eyes in a face contorted with pleasure. He takes the top of the knife and digs it a little on your side causing blood to start trickling out of the wound. Michael lifted his mask and bent down and began to lightly lick the blood and kiss around the wound. He began to speed up his pace, throwing one of your legs over his shoulder. Both of his hands we're digging into your hips as a rammed in and out of you. Your hands flew up around his neck when you got close. He continued the speed until you both came at the same time. After you two were done, he took the knife and carved 'Michael' on your inner thigh.

Authors note🖤- I thought y'all needed something to spice up your day a bit. Who should I do for part 2? Requests are open! Have a lovely day<3

UPDATE!!! PART 2 IS OUT

[lemons-bittersweet]

Stu in these

I don’t even care I have a vision

YESSSSSS BRO WOULD ROCK ALL THE SKIMPY AND SLUTTY SHIT 🙏🙏🙏

[brckensocietyarch]

{ @coconvtfm | continued from this coz beta glitched }

there was a sense of pride in the fact that she was giving the other a taste of a fantasy she was sure had been pushed down and ignored for many years, the fact lemon was dating her brother was just the cherry on top of the forbidden cake. the way her legs spread wider, welcoming stu between them paired with the cursing made her hum in approval. the femme placed two more kisses upon their thighs before finally making contact with their sex. placing a kiss upon it before allowing her tongue to drag through her folds, all while her gaze was locked up on the other's face.

[macherkissed]

Unholy fuck, this is amazing. The way you write Stu is so much; it's endearing and I want to climb into his jumper with him and cuddle, it's goofy and makes me smile like an idiot, it's sexy and just the right type and amount of dark that gets my brain shutting down. I'm proposing.

you heard of elf on a shelf, now get ready for (making out with) stu in a church pew

Well Anon, I know you didn’t mean for this but you reminded me I haven’t done a solo Stu piece in forever and I haven’t done any church smut in a minute and I haven’t done church smut WITH Stu, so that had to be fixed. So let's get into it!

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Rating. Explicit. Length. 4.2K. Stu Macher X AFAB! Formerly Religious Reader. Warnings: Established Relationship. Banter. Teasing. Making Out. Dirty Talk. Exhibitionism. Public Hook-Up. Risky Sex. Unprotected Sex. Vaginal Sex. Masturbation. Oral Sex. Blow Job. Gagging. Throat Fucking. Sex In A Church. Reader Doesn’t Believe In Religion Or God Anymore. Stu Is Stu. Riding. Degradation. Use Of Slut And Whore But In That Loving Stu Way.

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“Do You Believe?” 

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The conversation that placed the idea in Stu’s head happened very late at night, the pair of you had one of those dates that stretched basically all day. He’d picked you up mid-morning with the purpose of going to the beach and you lingered there all day, either swimming, or stretched out on the sand listening to music. After lunch a sandcastle was built and then destroyed with Stu doing his best Godzilla impression to make you laugh, before sharing some ice cream, all in all a perfect summer day. You couldn’t be happier having some time with just you and him. 

The beach you went to was a few hours away, you left after sun down and now, on the outskirts of the town you lived in, you are both sitting on the hood of Stu’s car, near midnight and having an extremely late dinner. The bag sits between you, the meal consisting of burgers and fries, you got a milkshake and he got a soda and you were splitting both drinks between the pair of you. 

How this topic came up, you aren’t totally sure, but the point is, now you were discussing it, “So your family never did the whole religious thing?” 

The straw popped out of his mouth and he said with a casual shrug, “Nope, never. I mean, I’ve been for like, weddings, funerals, a Christening or whatever, went to an Easter Sunday once when my grandma insisted but we never went with any kinda regularity.” 

“Or seriousness?” You ask, your elbow nudging him and he says with that classic grin, “Yeah, or seriousness, exactly.” 

His hand is back in the bag, he fishes out a few more fries before asking you with a pinch of his brows, “What about your family?”

You begin to respond to him, saying, “Oh yeah we took it a bit more seriously, went more than you did, I actually almost went to a Catholic high school-”

He had his hand over his mouth as he was finishing his current mouthful before asking, cutting you off as he did so, “With the uniform and everything?” 

You nearly snort before you respond, “I dunno perv, I never went, remember?”

“Never too late to put on a short plaid skirt. You know you can still buy one too, right? It’s not like they card you for a school ID before they sell you one.”  The suggestive rise and waggle of his eyebrows as he leans closer makes you laugh, a roll of your eyes, “Yeah sure, I’ll run out and buy one ASAP.”

He proceeds to take what you said seriously, ignoring your tone, and instead just listening to the words, a bit he loved to do and that was not lost on you, “When you do remember, there is no such thing as too short, like if it’s reminding you more of a belt than it is a skirt you’re on the right track-” 

You shoved your burger into his face, forcing him to take a bite and effectively silencing him. His reaction made you crack up further, attempting to choke down the food without making a mess or spitting any out. When he managed to swallow the food down he said, “Rude! You’re rude.”

He took the napkins you were holding out to him, wiping the stray mustard that got onto his face when you jammed the burger into his open mouth. 

“And you’re a total freak but what else is new?” You say as you shrugged and took another bite of your own burger. He rolled his eyes as he crumpled the napkin in his hand, “So do you believe in that stuff?”

He asked it so casually and you looked over to him, a hearty swallow of milkshake and you asked, “What?”

“In like religion, God, all that shit.” He asked, a soiled napkin still in his hand as he gestured up to the sky. Your eyes turn skyward and you say, “I dunno. I never questioned it much when I was in it, just kinda went along with it all, but after getting out, really examining and thinking about it all critically? Yeah, I can't say I am a big believer.”

“No? You aren’t a fan of Sky Daddy?” He asked in an overly serious tone that almost makes you choke on your next sip of milkshake. You are trying to suck down air, catch your breath and he is piling on, hand on your shoulder as he did so, “You aren’t getting on your knees for him every night and thanking him every damn day for the fact you know me? I’m shocked!”

“Stop! My stomach hurts, fuck-” You beg and he says, “I just think you should be a bit more thankful for me but okay.” 

He does relent. The conversation moves onto other things, dinner is finished and you and he pile back into the car and make the rest of the drive back. You didn’t think anything further of the conversation, not until a few weeks later, you realised that your talk had a bigger effect on him than you thought. You and he were out on the town for another date, easy conversation flowing, his arm around your shoulders, no plans at the moment, in the midst of trying to decide what to do next when he stops. “I got what we should do.” 

He steers you, dragging you up a series of steps and your eyes turn up to realise he is leading you into a rather large catholic church. It’s frankly gorgeous as far as churches go but the Catholics always knew how to do gothic architecture and stained glass well. The scope and scale of the building was impressive, imposing, you don’t remember seeing this place before but then again with your lack of interest in faith why would you pay attention to a house of worship. 

You stop and stand your ground firmly, you and he are midway up the steps, your eyes on him as you ask, “Woah, what the fuck are you doing?”

“What? You against getting a little spiritual together?” Stu asked as he leaned in closer to you and you took a step back, his hand is still on your shoulder but there is some distance between you and him. “I’m just wondering what your motive here is Stu.”

He laughs, head tipping back, his hand that wasn’t still on your shoulder is on his chest, “Me? Having an ulterior motive? Oh you hurt me!”

“Stu.” You deadpanned his name, sounding unimpressed and he parroted yours back in the same way. 

“Be honest with me, can you do that?” You asked and his hand fell away before rubbing over the back of neck, “Alright, fine. So maybe ever since our conversation when we were coming back from the beach I’ve been curious. I want to know more about your relationship with religion when you did believe. I dunno much about that kinda thing and maybe I just wanna get to know you better, okay?”

Oh. Well fuck. You feel like an asshole for giving him the third degree like that. Stu was genuinely being sweet and you assumed the worst, that wasn’t fair to him, immediately assuming he could only be shallow and surface level on this front. Stu contained a lot of depth and you thought you knew better, thought you were one of the only people to give him such credit and yet you still fucked up from time to time, human error is natural but you still mentally berate yourself. You should act better, he deserves better, who were you to judge on what Stu could be capable of caring about?

You reach out, take his hand, fingers tangled together and you apologise, “Shit Stu, I’m sorry. If you want to talk more about this we can.” 

“Really?” His tone makes you feel worse, the soft and hopeful nature of it leads you to start back up the steps, tugging his hand and saying with a glance over your shoulder, “Really. Come on.” 

You thought that this could be a nice change of pace, having a deep theological discussion even if you didn’t really believe in that kind of thing anymore could be great for you, create a deeper connection though an unconventional activity you wouldn’t normally engage in. You felt confident and honestly, a little excited over the idea, a chance for more growth and learning more about each other.  

He is such a lying asshole.

You should have known he wasn’t being entirely truthful. Here you were on a weekday afternoon, church was empty, no one else around save for the both of you in a back pew and Stu’s mouth on your neck and his hand between your thighs. This wasn’t about having a discussion on your faith or lack thereof, no apparently this was about having an illicit hook up in the house of the Lord. You were trying to fight back, trying to move away, but he had one arm around you, hand on your waist, effectively keeping you pulled flush against him. Teeth graze, tongue lathes, his fingers drag higher up your inner thigh and you try to close your legs around his hand but he laughs, you can feel his smile against your throat, “Where are you trying to go?”

You huff out, “Trying to put some space between you and me, fuck Stu-” You gasp as his palm cups your cunt through your underwear, “Why’s that?”

His question in combination with his hand moving makes you whine, “-Cuz I thought you wanted to talk!”

“We can talk.” His fingers move up, firm circles just right that make your hips cant up without being able to control yourself from the sudden jolt of sensation, even without looking he finds what he needs to every time, it’s maddening. “Nothin’ is stopping us from talking.” 

He refuses to stop laying sloppy kisses along your throat or touching you so well, and you restrain a moan, “We shouldn’t be doing this-”

“I thought you wanted to talk, not bitch.” He says easily and you retort, “Stu we can’t, please, ease up!”

“Awe what’s a matter? Aren’t you enjoying this?” His mouth had moved up, warm air fanning over the side of your face as he asked it quietly. He presses harder, fingers work quickly and you inhale sharply, mouth clamping shut to try and hold in your next moan. 

“Sure feels and sounds like you are enjoying it.” That tone of voice, cruel, mocking, thoroughly amused and loving every second, it doesn’t help your arousal or the state of your panties.  His hand slips from between your thighs and you hear him suck on his fingers loudly and you wince. You don’t want to be overheard but he clearly doesn’t care. 

He hums as he pulls his fingers out of his mouth again and says, “Jesus Christ you’re wet.” 

A moment of silence, your laboured breathing is the only real sound, what can you say? You shift in your seat and you can feel how wet you are, what can you say, it isn’t like you can deny what is so blatantly obvious. He breaks the quiet once again. “Oh wait…Or You don’t wanna hook up in a church is that it?” 

You nod with a bite of your bottom lip and he teased, it sounds like his grin is so big it is threatening to split his face in half, “I thought you aren’t religious anymore? Why should it bother you doing this here?”

His other hand was off your waist, fingers under your chin turning your face up to look into his eyes, confirming what you thought, he looked positively gleeful as he taunts further, “You scared God is watching? That you’ll go to hell for this?” His tone is nigh mocking, a hint of condescension, you don’t want to think about what it does to you, how it makes you clench. 

You weren’t afraid, you know better, if God is real he can see you all the time, not just when you are in church, doesn’t mean that the idea of fucking around in here isn’t a big hurdle regardless of the state of your relationship with religion. And the idea of Hell? Laughable, even if it exists you doubt that you’d qualify.  Your personal relationship with all of this was long dead and buried.

What he says holds the potential for a lot of things, it's another taunt, a challenge, a test. He’s right, again, you aren’t religious. You don’t believe in all of that. So why are you hesitating so much? Is it the fear, or the humiliation, the public setting, the risk of getting caught, or is it the much more likely idea that even though you don’t believe the clinging vestiges of religion runs deep? Conditioning like that isn’t so easy to shake, especially when it was present in your life before you could even remember.

“I’m not scared of that! Just what if someone catches us?” A serious attempt is made to make your voice steady and not let the want clouding your mind to shine though, you don’t think it works. 

“Pffft, at this time of day? I sincerely doubt it. Loosen up babe.” The way he is speaking and acting, thumb swiping over your bottom lip, that mischievous glint in his eyes, every single thing he is doing is tailor made and purposeful to rile you up. “Besides that, why would you care? What are they gonna do? Ban us from the church?’

His hands move quickly, fingers dig into your sides, you inhale sharply and yelp out a laugh from the sudden tickling, he doesn’t stop speaking, “Excommunicate you from the religion you don’t believe in? Oh noooo. What a terrible fate!”

Your hands lock around his wrists and you push his hands away, sucking down a lungful of air and pushing back from him at the same time, in one motion, “Fuck, is everything a big joke to you?”

“Maybe. I can’t help it. I’m a natural comedian.” He teases and you sigh, “Yeah you’re a natural something alright-”

He cuts you off, “You don’t like me making light of everything? There’s something you can do about it.” 

You wonder what he means but his body moves, this roll that causes your eyes to drag down his torso to see the origin of it. Upon your eyes landing there you discover this sight: him palming himself through his jeans. This makes it clear, you were so distracted you hadn’t picked up on how hard he was but of course he was. The idea slams into your head like a semi-truck, if you get him off the effect would be two-fold, it would put to bed the idea that you were lying and still gave a fuck about religion, and it would make him stop with all the jokes. You glance around, there wasn’t anyone else here, the idea was admittedly hot. It wasn’t like you never thought about it before, so you decide to say fuck it, not linger or overthink. You’d show him, you’d loosen up. 

Your hands take over and his belt is open, you demand as you move to get on your knees, “Get your pants down.” 

“I knew you’d come around.” The confidence on this man, good Lord, borders much more on outright cockiness. He still does what you asked, pants and underwear are quickly shoved down to mid thigh, raging hard dick exposed to the open air to make this easier, you are now settled on your knees while between his. 

“This is more about getting you to come.” You joke and he laughs, that big, genuine kinda Stu laugh that makes his eyes crinkle at the sides and his nose scrunch slightly, “Fuck, you got some jokes too.” 

You hum in agreement as your hand reaches out, fingers wrap around the base of his shaft and he squirms slightly, his breathing changes, you smile and then you lean in, tongue flicks over the tip and you revel in the harsh intake of air. You don’t waste time. Eyes fall closed, your lips wrap around his head and you suck indulgently, Stu curses and your tongue circles around the amount of him in the wet heat of your mouth. You are taking more into your mouth, tongue moving, sucking deeply, your hand slowly starts working into the mix, stroking up then down again, covering the space that you weren’t taking into your mouth yet, spit slipping past your lips acting as lube. 

You start getting very into it, messy, but something causes a shift. Stu lets out this moan, it isn’t particularly loud, nor pornographic, but the pitch and volume of it reminds you just of where you are. The sound of it reverberates of the high ceilings, the echo makes your eyes open and your gaze draw up the length of his body, and he looks, fuck, incredible, puts the stained glass windows to shame. Pants midway down his thighs, hands splayed on either side of the wooden pew he was seated on, breathing had picked up, lips parted and his eyes on you the entire time. 

The heat floods you, the entire situation is really sinking in, you hadn’t counted on liking it as much as you had but when you were with Stu he had a funny habit of making you discover all kinds of interesting things about yourself. This urge overcomes, you are in a house of worship and on your knees, so shouldn’t you get to worshiping? 

This right here is all you need, he is what you need, the feelings he gives you is better and makes more sense than anything the church ever tried to teach. You wanted to and could, worship at the altar of the flesh forever and be content and satisfied, could be consumed with the flames of lust and feel more fulfillment than any Sunday service or hymn could ever hope to instil.

You slow down further. This should be a rushed affair, it should be fast to lessen the chance of being caught but fuck it, you want to indulge. Hand locking back around the base of him, your tongue runs up the entire length while you stare up into his eyes before your tongue strokes down over the other side. You kiss here and there, you let drool run down him and your own chin, hot breath slips out from between your lips as you proceed to continually lay attention upon him. He was just as into this as you were, he was barely able to sit still, you didn’t speed up, your other hand locked on his hip and you hold him down as best you can as you continue to please and tease. He moans your name and yeah he is done joking around, you sigh his name like a prayer with your lips against the soaked head of dick.

He is being uncharacteristically quiet. Well, in terms of words, he is breathing hard, and letting out a few curses and other sounds of enjoyment but not as much as normal, he doesn’t care about getting caught in terms of consequences, you know he wants to make sure he can get off first though. 

Slipping him back inside you sucked deeply, you hum and the vibration makes his legs jerk, you love having such a strong effect on him. Your hand lifts up with a questioning look and his tongue darts out, wetting his bottom lip, his brows pinch together and he nods, telling you he wouldn’t move, would let you do what you wanted. Your hand left him fully and instead it slips down your own body. You get into a good and steady rhythm with him, moaning against his shaft quietly as you bob up and down, your legs spread, hand between your thighs and it finds its way into your underwear. You are dripping wet. 

You start easy, you begin to stroke your clit in firm circles as you suck, the movements of your hand match that of your mouth, tying the act of his pleasure to the sensation of your own. 

Lost to the act of it, to him and yourself, soon your fingers need to explore more, two digits slip into yourself and curl, you moan the loudest you have so far with him stuffed in your mouth and Stu lets out a choked off gasp, “Fuck yes-”

You loved when you pulled such reactions out of him. 

When did you become like this? Almost like he was reading your mind Stu’s hand was on your head and forcing more of himself into your mouth, you let him, even with the slight gag it causes, he speaks, hushed and low, “You’re such a fuckin’ slut. You-you like to act like you aren’t like this, or like I force you but no, it was always in you.”

A breathless laugh, he says it like he is awed, in the same tone he does when he tells you he loves you.

You work yourself quicker, fingers sliding in and out, palm grinds against your clit as you buck your hips, you suck harder, turned on even more and pushed further by his dirty talk as well as his rough treatment of you. “Look at yourself, fingering that cunt in the middle of a church with me halfway down your throat.” 

He makes a good point, you did instigate no less than half the perverted shit you and he got up to, you are just as into this, maybe you should drop all the pretense? 

People who are not sluts don’t throat fuck themselves while masturbating in a church at two thirty on a Wednesday, this is prime whore behavior honestly, totally text book. He is helping control your pace now and you let him, it makes this easier, helps you along and lets you continue to service him while trying to get yourself off, said orgasm was rapidly approaching. Your movements were getting sloppy, every movement bringing you nearer, you were trembling and Stu notices and asks, “Oh you gonna cum, yeah?”

You whine against him with a weak nod and before he can give any praise or encouragement it hits, the sudden drop off the edge makes your whole body jerk, you swallow around the head of his dick involuntarily and Stu groans. You weren’t even over your orgasm, thighs still shaking and breathing laboured, more sparks still firing off inside of yourself, brought on by your skilled fingers, when he pushed your head back, pulling himself out of your mouth.

He hauled you up to be on the pew again, he kissed you deeply, tongue in your mouth, a shared moan and his hand covers yours, moving with you, the action makes you draw out every single ounce of sensation from your peak. You kiss him deeply as he leads you, fingers curling and flexing inside yourself, every drag of your palm over your throbbing clit pulling another sound from you that he was eating up. Finally when it was too much you pull back with a gasp and see he hadn’t stopped, he took over, he had his other hand around himself, stroking himself, desperate and needy just like you. 

“M’ so close, fuck-” You take his admission as your cue, you move as quickly as you could. Your fingers slip out of yourself, shoving your panties to the side and your leg swings over his, moving into his lap and then knocking his hand out of the way, you line up and then sink down. You envelope him, making him call out, “Oh holy shi-”

Your fingers that are still slick from your cunt are shoved into his mouth to help muffle the sound as you say, breathless and playful, “Keep it down Stu, we’re in a church.”

His eyes roll back with a moan, he sucks and you have taken him totally, the stretch is amazing, he is so fucking filling. You start to ride him immediately, rolling your hips perfectly and his arms wrap around your waist, he pulls you closer, and jerks his head back, your fingers are out and your hands go to the back of his neck, you hold him there as he bucks up into you. His face buries into the side of your neck as he grits out, “Christ yes, take it-”

“Gonna cum in me?” You ask and he nods, his mouth finds your sweat slicked skin, he sucks a hickie into your throat, he lets out something that could be read as whimper, book ended by a, “Fuck.” 

His hips slam up into yours one last time, he holds still and unloads, he cums deep and your head tips back with a shuddering exhale. 

It is quiet. 

Just the sound of your shared panting and the feeling of your hearts beating out of your chests as you start to slow the movements of your bodies, loosening and starting to relax against each other. You soon speak up, “So do you believe me now?”

“What?” He asked and you huffed, your head pops back up and you look down at him, fingers playing with the hair at the base of his neck, “Do you believe me that I don’t give a fuck about religion anymore?”

He laughs, warm smile on his face as he says, “Baby, after that I think you might have made me believe in God.” 

“Jesus Christ.” You scoff and start to slide him out of you, pulling your underwear back into place he jokes, “Yeah that’s the guy.”

As he starts to straighten himself back out and you laugh much too loudly at his terrible joke. Two minutes later you and he are walking down the church steps hand in hand together and you ask, “What should we do now?”

“Mmm how about some more bible study at my place?” Stu asks as he leans down to plant a kiss on your cheek and you hum thoughtfully, “I don’t see why not.”

Maybe your interest in faith could be revived after all. 

[slasherhoe87]

🥧Slashers' Favourite Dish their S/0 Makes for Them🍲

Short and sweet. Just a little idea that popped into my head while watching Masterchef Australia

Feat. Brahms Heelshire, Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers (OG / Peepaw / RZ), The Sinclairs, Billy Loomis, Stu Macher, Harry Warden, Thomas Hewitt

BRAHMS HEELSHIRE

English Sunday Roast: pork roast with crackling, peas, yorkshire puddings, golden roast potatoes, roasted carrots, green beans and a boatload of brown gravy

Dessert? sticky toffee pudding

JASON VOORHEES

Cheesy Tuna Noodle Casserole - his mom made this dish for him all the time and he loved it

Dessert? lemon bars - another favourite of his that bring up the precious few good memories he has of his childhood

MICHAEL MYERS (OG)

Ground Beef Lasagna with extra white sauce

Dessert? pumpkin pie with a big dollop of vanilla cream

PEEPAW MYERS

Meatloaf with a side of creamy garlic mashed potatoes and roasted mix veg (its all easy on the teeth 😁😂)

Dessert? strawberry & rhubarb pie

RZ MICHAEL MYERS

Full Thanksgiving Dinner: roast turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, green beans, corn on the cob, dinner rolls, mix veg and lots of brown gravy and cranberry sauce (he remembers his mom when you make this and is flooded with good memories of her and him together)

Dessert? pecan pie

BO SINCLAIR

T-Bone Steak with a Loaded Baked Potato and Corn on the Cob as a side

Dessert? banana split

VINCENT SINCLAIR

Rump Steak with a Mixed Mushroom Sauce and a side of Sweet Potato Fries

Dessert? dark chocolate brownie with a scoop of mint ice cream

LESTER SINCLAIR

One-Pot Smoky Beans and Roadkill Meatball Stew

Dessert? ice cream sundae

BILLLY LOOMIS

Spaghetti Bolognaise with lots of Red Sauce

Dessert? chocolate lava cake - he likes watching the chocolate sauce spill out of from its middle

STU MACHER

Pepperoni Pizza

Dessert? birthday cake flavoured ice cream in a sugared cone with tons of sprinkles on top

HARRY WARDEN

Fillet Steak with a Red Wine Sauce, Garlic Parsnip Mash and Roasted Green Asparagus as a side

Dessert? black forest cake

THOMAS HEWITT

Chili Con Carne - likes it with ground beef you purchased from the butcher or with more... questionable ground "beef" - as long as you make it, he loves it

Dessert? peach cobbler

[thegrimdog13]

Scream Stuilly Playlist (Short version)

Heyyyy Stuilly fans! Today I will be sharing all the songs on my Stuilly playlist this is the version without explanation! let me know if you want more of these types of things! Because I will be doing more Stuilly! ( I have a long version with explaining that I posted before this one)

Stuilly playlist-

•I Love You Hoe by Odetari & 9lives

•if I killed someone for you by Alec Benjamin

•Partners in Crime by Set it off

•Mary on a cross by Ghost

•Shut Me Up by Mindless Self-indulgence

•Psycho Killer by taking heads

•The Red means I love you by Madds Buckley

•Highschool sweetheart by Melanie Martinez 

•Play Date by Melanie Martinez

•You know what they do to guys like us in prison by my chemical romance

•Teeth by 5 seconds of summer

•Vampire by Olivia Rodrigo

•I can’t decide by Scissor Sisters

•Love Me Dead by Ludo

•Our love is God from Heathers

•Creep by Radiohead

•Everybody by Backstreet Boys -

•It took me by surprise by Maria Mena

•Red Right Hand by Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds- 

•Big Fun in Heathers

•SIMP by Full Tac, Lil Mariko , & Rico Nasty

•Touch-Tone Telephone by Lemon Demon

•Favorite (slowed + reverb) by Dark Academia & Brown eyed Girl

•All I wanted by Paramore

•Crazy Girls by TOOPOOR

•Happy Together by The Turtles

•Hug Me from despicable me

•Coming Undone by Korn

•Word Up! By Korn

•Narcissistic Cannibal by Korn

•I Kissed a Boy by Jupither

•Ghostface by Aaron Fraser-Nash

•Absolutely Anything by CG5

•You’re the One I Want from Grease

•Casual by Chappell Roan-

Okay this is were we get to songs that repeat but there are also some different ones as well:

Billy’s Playlist-

•Ghostface by Aaron Fraser-Nash

•Come As You Are by Nirvana

•Psycho Killer by Talking heads

•High school Sweethearts by Melanie Martinez

•American Horror Show by SNOW WIFE

•Mama by My Chemical Romance

•Arms Tonite by Mother Mother

•Every Breath You Take by Chase Holfelder

•Smells Like Teen Spirt by Nirvana-

•Mama’s Boy ( Apple Music live ) by Dominic Fike 

•The Red Means I love you

•The Search by NF

•SIMP by Full Tac, Lil Mariko , & Rico Nasty

•(Don’t  Fear) The Reaper version by Peirce the Veil

Stu Macher playlist-

•My Room by Insane Clown Posse

•My Axe by Insane Clown Posse

•Play Date by Melanie Martinez

•Mad Hatter by Melanie Martinez

•Carousel by Melanie Martinez

•Dangerous by Big Data 

•Pumped Up Kicks by Foster the People

•Hokus Pocus by Insane Clown Posse 

•Teenage Dirtbag by Wheatus

•You Get Me so High by The Neighborhood

•Insane In the Brain by Cypress Hill

•If I killed Someone for You by Alec Benjamin

•Romantic Homicide by d4vd

•An unhealthy obsession by The Blake Robinson Synthetic Orchestra

•I was made for lovin’ you by Kiss

•Destroy me by Mr. Kitty

•Touch-Tone Telephone by Lemon Demon

•Paparazzi version by Kim Dracula

•You know what they to guys like us in prison by my chemical romance- 

•I love you hoe by Odetari & 9lives

•Cake by Melanie Martinez

•All I wanted by Paramore

•Hug Me by Pharrell Williams & Trey Parker 

•Word Up! By Korn

•Narcissistic Cannibal by Korn

•I/Me/ Myself by Will Wood

•2Escond 2lght 2Eer by Will Wood

•MASOCHIST by Ellise

•You Ruined Me by The Veronicas

•Youth of America by Birdbrain

•Scrum On Your Shoe by Jake Webber

Thanks you for looking through my playlists!

[whowantslovergirl]

Lovergirls Request list 🤍

Outer Banks

“Just give me that John D already 😫”

John B Routledge

JJ Maybank

Pope Heyward

Sarah Cameron

Topper Thorton

Criminal Minds

“This is calm and it’s doctor 😜”

Dr. Spencer Reid

Derek Morgan

Aaron Hotchner

Emily Prentiss

Euphoria

“Nate Jacobs daddy likes to fuck little kids 😀”

Rue Bennett

Maddy Perez

N*te Jacobs

Fezco

Ethan

Kat Hernandez

C*ssie Howard

Lexi Howard

Eliott

J*les Vaughn

Harry Potter

“Kill us faster? Oh now I can relax! 😍”

Harry Potter

Ron Weasley

Hermione Granger

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Draco Malfoy

Cedric Diggory

Luna Lovegood

Sirius Black

Remus Lupin

Marvel

“You did not see that coming? 😘”

Loki

Thor

Tony Stark

Natasha Romanoff

Wanda Maximoff

Pietro Maximoff

Scream

“My mom and dad are going to be so mad at meee 😖”

Stu Macher

Billy Loomis

Mickey Alteri

Randy Meeks

Roman Bridger

Charlie Walker

Kirby Reed

Jill Roberts

Tara Carpenter

Ethan Landry

Chad Meeks-Martin

Mindy Meeks-Martin

Friends (Added)

“Im hopeless and awkward and desperate for love! 😁”

Chandler Bing

Joey Tribbiani

Ross Geller

Rachel Greene

Monica Geller

Phoebe Buffay

Miscellaneous

“Name me one person i murdered! 🤨”

Shameless

Lip Gallagher

Fiona Gallagher

Carl Gallagher

Kevin Ball (mostly platonic)

Joker

Ledger

Leto

Phoenix

JJK

Satoru Gojo

Kento Nanami

Bullet Train

Tangerine

Lemon

Ladybug

I do not write for real life people only fictional characters

Smut on this page is very rare bc im terrible at writing it only angst and fluff

All characters are of age unless said otherwise

There will always be warnings in the beginning

Please do not copy any work reblog is ok

Do not be a ghost reader constructive criticism only

Most of these fics will be based on songs from my beloved playlist 😍

I hope you enjoy this page 🤍🤍🤍🤍

[brckensocietyarch]

"you really need to come up with better excuses if you want me to believe you aren't here to possibly have time alone with me," her brother had always struggled with being punctual, surely his girlfriend would know that well. stu watched the other carefully, gauging the reaction to her words and what she saw told her to keep going. "dating my brother doesn't mean a lot, there are plenty of people who date the opposite sex to hide their true selves." she pointed out, her hand raising to gently play with lemons' hair. "so if i were to kiss you right now? you wouldn't feel any feelings of attraction?" the femme pushed, leaning down to hover her lips closer to the others.

lemon shrugged. "i thought he might be, i don't know." she mumbled and looked away, feeling uncomfortable yet thrilled at the same time. she heard the next words out of the other woman's mouth and she closed her eyes, gasping as she felt her body react to the possibility that may happen. that their lips may touch. "i'd... i'd say that I'm dating your brother and it's not appropriate." she all but whispered before looking back at her. "i am not... i am not lying to myself." she spoke weakly. she was. she knew she was but she had little choice. she didn't want to be gay. she wanted to be normal.

[gh0stsp1d3r]

characters/people that i write for:

OBX- Rafe Cameron | JJ maybank | Pope Heyward |John B Routledge

ACTORS- Drew starkey

NHL- Jack Hughes | Luke Hughes | Quinn Hughes | Will Smith | Mitch Marner

PJO- Luke castellan

HOTD- Jacaerys Velaryon | aegon targaryen | Aemond Targaryen

WONKA- timothee’s wonka

BOSAS- Coriolanus snow | sejanus plinth

ULTRAMAN RISING- Kenji Sato

SPIDER MAN INTO THE SPIDER VERSE- Miguel O’Hara | Hobie Brown | Ben Reilly | Spider Noir | Pavitr Prabhakar

STAR WARS- Din Djarin | Kylo Ren | Anakin skywalker

MARVEL- Kraven the hunter | spider men

SCREAM- Ethan Landry | Stu macher | Billy Loomis | Charlie Walker

BULLET TRAIN- Tangerine | Lemon | Ladybug

FNAF- William Afton | Mike Schmidt

THE BEAR- Carmen “Carmy” berzatto

THE SANDMAN- Morpheus

SENSELESS- Tim Laflour

SLC PUNK- Stevo Levy

BATMAN- Jonathan crane

ANNA KARENINA- count vronsky

PEAKY BLINDERS- Thomas Shelby

[itzz-kk]

Characters I will take requests for!

House Of Wax (2005)

Vincent Sinclair

Bo Sinclair

Lester Sinclair

TCM(OG)

Bubba Saywer

Halloween(OG, RZ, Peepaw)

Michael Myers

Friday The 13th(any just not the remake plss)

Jason voorhees

TCM(2003)

Thomas Hewitt

Saw(all)

Amanda Young

Jill Tuck

Mark Hoffman

Nightmare On Elm Street(not the remake pls)

Freddy Krueger

Fall(2022)

Becky

Hunter

M3GAN(2023)

M3gan(no smut or lemon🤨)

Gemma

SCREAM(1,5,6)

Billy Loomis

Stu Macher

Amber Freeman

Sam Carpenter

Tara carpenter

Quinn Bailey

Ethan Landry

[eddieschains]

thank you for the tag!! @jcbbby 🫶🏽

your name? angel 🤍

your sun sign? taurus

the last thing you listened to? killing in the name - rage against the machine (she’s kinda angry today 🫣)

what are you wearing? a beachwood cafe jumper, blue jeans, and checkered vans

how tall are you? 5’3-5’4

piercings? both side of my nose, my septum, my ears, and the nippies 🤭

tattoos? yes !! i have 9 but i’m not gonna bore you by detailing every one

glasses? contacts? i need them but i don’t have them

last drink? lemon water

last thing you ate? currently eating a flatbread sandwich and it slaps

any pets? 3 doggos

do you have a crush on anyone? no i don’t want cooties…. joseph quinn

favourite fictional characters? jesus fucking christ… eddie munson, dustin henderson, billy hargrove, joey tribiani, phoebe buffay, billy loomis, stu macher, phil dunphy, hayley dunphy, cameron tucker, idk there’s way too many but can you tell what i’ve been watching recently LOL

a movie you think everyone should watch across the universe !!! literally my fav movie ever but don’t watch if you don’t like musicals or the beatles lmao

a book you think everyone should read? i don’t read as much as i should 🥴 but my favourite author is ellen hopkins and impulse is my favourite book but… it’s really dark

the last place you traveled to? portland, oregon… and it was terrifying. i don’t remember it being that scary

no pressure tags: @choke-me-eddie @cinemaquinn @ceriseheaven @josephfakingquinn @joejoequinnquinn @quinnypixie @lovejosephquinn @eddiemunsons-missingnipple and anyone else who wants to play !!

[vincentgrimaceshake]

rip stu macher he would've loved lemon demon 😔😔😔💔💔

[lemons-bittersweet]

I found the OG hot dude wearing THE dress and I have to say

YES

A thousand times

I WISH I COULD DRAW BRO I NEED STU IN THIS

[brckensocietyarch]

okay, i am culling some drafts. these are threads my muse just isn't feeling anymore. as always if you want to start new threads (even with the same muses) i am open to discussing it, it's just that these threads in particular have little to no muse on my end and i don't want y'all waiting ages for a reply that may not even come. love you all. here is the list of dropped threads:

@fxcdboys - knox & carlos

@zercandten - teddy & ryze

@gorgcous - luna & leilani - maison & olivia

@luriddaze - hazel & romeo - hunter roberts & audrey

@blindspct - paxton & jordyn -devyn & landon - diesel & melina - luna & jayden

@emotionlcss - diesel & stella -luna & carter - sage & elias - ranger & hadley

@coconvtfm - stu macher & lemon - gaia & margaret - raven & stephen

[msookyspooky]

3 hours into my bday and Stu Macher hasn't broke into my house to give me birthday sex yet 💔

very disappointed -🍜

Well, maybe I can make up for it a lil bit 👀🤏

839 words 🔞 • Stu Macher x GN!Reader Pre-Murder/Pre-Scream • Ghostface Costume •

  You sat on the couch. Everyone was fast asleep in bed while you decided to pass the few hours into your birthday watching your favorite show.

You couldn't sleep.

'He probably won't even remember…' You thought with your vision staring off into nothing, not even focusing on your show.

It was pitch black in the room except for the blue light of your tv. The tv probably a little too loud but nothing to wake anyone up. Just enough to make you hyperfocus on it or your thoughts. 

Suddenly you gasped, jumping out of your skin as you felt a glove slide over your mouth. Choking back any noise strangling to escape you.

You whimpered, mind racing with panic that someone had broken into your freaking house! And now they had a hold of you and you couldn't even warn your family or call for help.

"Sshhhhh…." A voice hushed you, right next to your ear. A mask being shoved up enough to reveal the lower half of his face. His lips were on the shell of your ear as you could feel the grin on his face. "Think of this as some roleplaying, babe." 

Your eyes widened, you knew that voice. 

Next thing you knew, he was around the corner of the couch in a full costume. You didn't know where he got it. But he towered over you and seeing him in that black cloak and mask made him even more intimidating. The black leather gloves shoved you down onto the couch as you gasped out. "S-Stu?" 

"Shh." He put a gloved finger up to his lips with a smirk. You couldn't see his eyes with the mask but the lower half of his face exposed was a dead give away as to who your late night visitor was. 

He didn't even give you time to think, greedily rubbing his gloved hands up and down your body while pressing his knee into the couch to straddle you. 

"Want me to leave?" He mumbled against your neck before leaving all too eager nips and bites down your skin. You sucked in a breath and shook your head. 

You had questions; it hadn't even been a full minute since you thought a murderer broke into your house and now you knew it was just Stu and he was…Really…Really making you feel a certain way as his long gloved fingers ran down the apex of your sternum. Going down lower to roughly massage your inner thighs.

"Want me to stay that bad, huh? This shit getting you horny?" He chuckled out, you nodded even if you weren't sure he saw it. His hand dipped in-between your legs as your back arched and a hitch rose in your voice. 

He was so damn eager. So enthusiastic. So playful. So excited… So Stu. This kinky side was just a new but very Stu thing to add to the list.

He flipped you over, shoving you into the couch as you gripped the arm. His one gloved hand snaked up to loosely wrap around your throat. The other was fondling in between your thighs as a moan threatened to escape you. He hushed you by shoving a gloved finger into your mouth as your thighs clenched around his wrist. 

"Hush up unless you want people to know you're a screamer." 

"I-Im not-" You gasped out, biting your lip to hide the tremble in your voice as his long fingers entered you. 

"You will be once I'm done with you." 

He quickly licked up your neck before biting your ear. Practically growling in it as you couldn't help bucking back against his fingers. His body bracing against yours, practically holding you down on the couch with his weight as you wiggled under him. You wanted more but it was so much so fast your body was too sensitive to it all. Yet the way his fingers twisted in you was too damn good. Stretching you and making you ache and want more; it was heaven. 

He gripped your face between his fingers to look at him as your vision grew blurry and your lips parted.

The mask slipped up enough for you to see his face, a dark hungry look in his eyes that didn't match the playful smirk he gave you.

"I'm going to get you so fucking hot and bothered and sloppy for me before pounding into you. Don't worry, I'll lick my plate clean of any messes I make. " 

You shuddered as he leaned down to whisper into your ear. "...And remember; no matter how good I am, you can't scream my name…Happy birthday, baby." He purred the last part, love in his voice before diving his mouth to your. His tongue twisting as his fingers picked up their pace and his mouth covered the strained cry you let out.