#sub!declan x reader

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Sub!Declan x Reader

Not edited or proof read. Ngl I got horny and wrote this in one sitting. Warning: he does say “Mommy”…xoxo

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A gigantic part of me believes Declan is submissive. Like something about him being so forward and “aggressive” around everyone else but sinks to his knees in pure submission whenever it’s just the two of you.

He has so many responsibilities riding on him. Money, the house, his job, kids, Maude, and sometimes he just wants to forget everything. To just close his eyes and let you do whatever you want to his body. Relinquishing full control.

And who would expect his sweet secretary to be so dominant?

He made you sit perched on his desk so he always had access to you. Tracing his fingers against your skin as he went through a days work. Dragging you onto his lap so he could nuzzle into your chest as your fingers ran through his hair.

And when you’d notice his eyebrows furrowing in agitation as he sat at his desk. Angrily slamming his fist into the table and cursing this damn job.

You’d double check to ensure his blinds are closed and door locked, unbutting your blouse and sauntering back towards him with a mission.

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“What’s wrong, pretty boy?” You coo.

He stares up at you with wide puppy eyes, practically pleading for you to take away his worries.

“Need mommy to make you feel better? Hm? Is that it?”

Declan nods furiously, whining as you unzip his trousers and pull out his aching cock. He stares down at it, glaring red and dripping down to his shaft.

You tsk, “Oh you’re so messy, baby. Why don’t you help me clean it up?”

He shutters as you grab his hand, placing it onto his length and forcing him to spread his precum down his cock.

You giggle as more spurts from his tip, sliding your finger through it and spreading it on your exposed nipples.

Declan’s groans, desperate to place them between his lips.

He suckles your nipples, whining as you begin to pump his cock. Your fingers slide across his slit, pushing into it and making him twitch.

His own hands tug at his balls, their fullness driving him insane. “M’so full, mommy. Feel” he moans, mouth full of your tits.

You slide down to his shaft, “I know, baby. You’re doing so well for me. My good boy.”

“M’gonna cum” he whines. “Can’t hold it.”

“That’s alright, baby. You deserve it. Been working so hard, all day. I’m proud of you.”

Declan nearly cries from the praise. His body tenses as he feels his high approach. “Right there, mommy. Feels s’good. Can’t hold it, hurts”

“Its okay, baby. Can you let go for me? I’ve got you.”

He cries out your name as he shoots ropes of cum. His cock furiously jerking.

He looks up at you, feeling vulnerable as he continues to spurt into your awaiting hands.

You meet his gaze, bringing your lips to his as he whimpers out a soft “thank you.”

[20-th-centurygirl]

I LOVE UR WORK. can u do one where mason and his gf are at a party and joao isn’t paying attention to his needy gf so she talks to a different boy and then joao gets mad and she gives him head but she EDGES him

SO BASICALLY SUB MASON

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mason mount x fem!reader

warnings: smut, abit of ansgt if you squint

a/n: i'm so confused idk if you want this for mason or for joao?? I changed the idea abit just to make it flow abit more and i decided on mason bc i like the idea and ik alot of my followers are here for him so i hope you enjoy <3

also sub mason is just 😵‍💫😵‍💫

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You'd sat yourself on a random sofa staring straight at Mason from across the room. He seemed completely unfazed by the dispute you'd in the car before you'd arrived, but you on the other hand, had not.

"It's not gonna be busy and we don't have to stay long? I don't know why you're starting something?" Mason rolled his eyes, clearly determined to drag you out of the house. "Because Mason, I have felt awful all day and instead of just staying at home with me like you said you would you're hellbent on dragging me out to some party. It's not about it not being busy or about us leaving late, it's about me feeling like shit and not wanting to go at all and you can't get that through your skull" . You'd had a headache all day, waking up with it and it just didn't want to leave. Mason had told you before training you didn't have to go and that he'd stay at home with you, but now he'd changed his mind insisting that you had to go because he'd promised declan you both would. "Well you were perfectly fine when I got home, just keep having paracetamol. We'll stay for two hours tops." You rolled your eyes at him "no, I'll stay for one max, if you're not ready to go I'll make my own way back" you put emphasis on the I and he said nothing, simply driving the two of you in silence. You were beyond pissed off with him, while your headache had actually subsided you were still looking forward to a quiet night in with Mason, not a noisy busy house that would no doubt trigger your headache again.

You'd kept your eye on the time, you didn't plan on leaving after only one hour but you definitely weren't staying over two. You'd settled yourself down with a drink in one hand whilst engaging in a conversation with Lauren. You hadn't mentioned anything about what had happened before, deciding to keep it between you and Mason. "Has something happened with you and Mase? Normally we can't keep him off you" Lauren joked, but when she saw your expression she stopped. "Nothing major, just bickered abit on the way that's all. I've just felt abit off all day and he promised we could just chill at home then he changed his mind." "Well we can go and sit somewhere else that's quieter if you want?" You smiled at her offer but shook your head "no it's fine. He said we'd go in abit last time I spoke to him" but Mason didn't look like he had any intention of leaving. You couldn't help but wonder if you were overreacting, you were both enjoying yourselves and you knew Mason had been having a hard time recently. But you'd barely seen eachother and that's why you were so excited about just spending time with him. You weren't sure of the last time he'd kissed you in a way that wasn't a peck, let alone had sex or even initiated anything with you.

You decided to walk over and talk it all out and end it with an apology. "Mase can I talk to you for a sec?" Mason turned to glance at you "Yeah in a minute" He said casually before turning around and carrying on back with his conversation. You bit your tongue and simply walked off but you were stopped by Ben. "You okay?" His hand rested on your shoulder, a completely innocent gesture but Mason saw it as something very different. "Yeah, just Mason being annoying" you rolled your eyes for what felt like the hundredth time that night as you resisted the urge to turn around. Ben simply led you to the other side of the room as he got you both a drink as sat you both down. "Feel like we haven't spoken in a while. How are you doing?" He asked.

The drinks and conversation had been flowing but it was completely innocent, but Mason's eyes hadn't left the two of you and he couldn't help the jealously bubbling inside him. Deep down he knew he had nothing to be worried about, you and Ben had a sibling type of relationship and Mason knew part of you was trying to get back at him. He had been a dick, he knew he had. He wondered over to the two of you "love can i talk to you quickly?" He muttered and a small smirk found its way onto your lips. "Yeah in a minute". He knew he deserved that but it still pissed him off none the less. "Actually I'll go, I need another drink anyway" Ben swiftly excused himself as Mason lightly gripped you wrist and took you to a bathroom.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have made you come if you weren't feeling well and I shouldn't have ignored you like that" Mason breathed as he was playing with his fingers, a clear sign he was nervous. "It's not even that. I'll admit I've had a good time but I was so looking forward to a night in just me and you. I feel like I haven't seen you at all recently mase. But I'm sorry for overreacting about it." Mason shook his head "no don't be sorry. I know I've been busy but it's no excuse and I did tell you this morning that's what we were gonna do". He pulled you into a much needed hug and you immediately wrapped your hands around his waist and he leaned down to kiss your hair. "I just missed you mase s'all" you mumbled into his chest.

He let go and leaned down to kiss you, his hands steady on your sides as yours went to his neck. "I love you so much" He mumbled against your lips. "I love you too" you reconnected your mouths as the kiss got more and more heated. The amount of time it had been since the two of you and had touched eachother meant you were both getting worked up quite quickly. One of Mason's hands travelled down and grabbed your ass as you felt him hard against your thigh. Your hand trailed down his front to cup his bulge as you bit his lip, gaining a loud groan from Mason. "Baby please" He whined.

You shuffled back and knelt down, wincing slightly at the cold of the tile against your knees. Your fingers began to unbuckle his belt and pull down his jeans agonisingly slowly. You teased his cock through his boxers, running your finger up and down. "Please don't tease me" he whined and you huffed out a small laugh. "Nu uh, you've pissed me off tonight mase, 'm not gonna let you off that easy."

Your fingers tugged the waistband of his underwear, pulling them down slowly yet again. He knew there was no point trying to fight it, he was convinced you'd let him get there eventually. You took him in your hand and almost felt sorry for him, almost. Precum was leaking from his tip and he was throbbing, the smallest touch from you dragging a whimper from him. You slowly began to stroke him, fast enough to keep him on the edge but slow enough to not let him cum, just like he did to you. "Y/N" He whimpered when you placed a delicate kiss to his tip. "What do you want baby?" You cooed, your hand still lazily stroking him up and down. "I need you. Need your mouth" "hm, do you think you deserve it?" You raised your eyebrow at him. Mason shook his head slightly "no, but please i need you. i'll make it up to you please"

You said nothing, instead taking just his tip in your mouth and swirling your tongue around it. Mason let out a loud whine as he realised you weren't planning on taking anymore of him in your mouth. "Please, fuck please do more. I need you so bad" He whimpered, his hand travelling to the back of your head but you swatted it away. "Hands away mase or I'll stop completely" you mumbled around him, the vibrations from your voice sending shivers down his spine. You gradually took him deeper in your mouth, hollowing your cheeks as he let out a loud moan of your name. His hands balled into fists as he resisted the urge to grip at your hair as you bobbed your mouth up and down. Mason was moaning out your name like a prayer. "I'm close fuck please don't stop. Feels so good" you felt him twitch in your mouth and you pulled away completely, sitting back innocently on your heels and wiping your mouth with the back of your hand. "What? No why did you stop?" Mason's face was a picture of confusion and frustration and it took everything you had to stop bursting out laughing. "I asked you before if you thought you deserved it and you said no" you shuffled nonchalantly, Mason still standing in shock and still desperate to finish. "Fix your clothes, we've been here two hours and you'd promised we'd leave. Maybe if you make it up to me at home I'll let you cum" you smirked, pressing a kiss to his pouted lips as he tugged his boxers and jeans back up. "How am I gonna hide this? I hate you sometimes" He muttered as he tried to adjust himself in his jeans. "No you don't, you love me baby. Just walk behind me it'll be fine". You took his hand as you both walked out, Mason practically dragging you out of the house.

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hi love now that i saw your request is open, can you write for jealous mason where he went to a party with you as you wore like a stunning sexy dress and you’re the center of attention of every man in the room. then dec said to mase “oh god it must be a torture for you” and he end up railing you after you both went back home please, thank you love!

attention - mason mount x reader

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warnings: english is not my first language, not proofread; unprotected sex, dom!mason, sub!reader, choking, degrading kink, spitting, slapping, praise kink

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“You’re not going out dressed like that.” Mason said as you walked down the stairs. You were wearing a bright red dress that left nothing to the imagination, showing off your tits a little too much, and if you had leaned forward just a little, everyone would have been able to see your panties.

“You don’t like it ?” You frowned and stopped at the stairs in case you went back upstairs and change, although there was no time for that as Declan and Lauren were already waiting outside for you to join them for an evening out as a group.

“No— I mean yes, of course I like it, you look smoking hot.” he replied, walking up to you and pressing a reassuring kiss to your forehead as he eyed you up and down, trying to take in the way your body looked right now.

“But?”

“I don’t want anyone else to see you like this,” he pouted, even though he knew what he was saying was a bit selfish, “and I don’t think I’ll be able to keep my hands off you tonight.”

“Then don’t.”

“Dec is gonna kill me.” he groaned, knowing he hated it when Mason focused all his attention on you, completely ignoring his presence, but he just couldn’t help himself. His hands ran over your ass to the back of your thighs, before his fingers went under the fabric of your dress to test how far it was for them to reach your panties. And it was a very short distance indeed, causing a smirk to appear on his face, “Fuck it.”

And that was exactly how the evening went. While Mason and Declan sat at the bar, he couldn’t take his eyes off you even for a moment, but when Declan saw how many guys were loitering around you, practically begging for your attention, he couldn’t really be bothered. And the fact that by now it was what felt like the fiftieth guy trying to talk his way into your pants, getting a little too close to you until you kindly informed him you weren’t interested, made the grip on the bottle in Mason’s hand tighten by the minute.

It felt like hell for Mason, you wearing that dress that clung perfectly to your curves, riding up a little with every movement, and the looks you gave him when you turned his direction, being aware that his gaze was drilling into you the whole time, making you move your hips just that little bit more. This also made you the centre of attention for every other guy in the club, which you did nothing to stop. By this time Mason was ready to fuck you right here in front of everyone to show who you belonged to, and he was getting impatient when you weren’t paying him any attention except for occasional glances. Even though he knew all your attention was on him, and that the reason you were wearing that dress or moving like that was to get that exact reaction from him.

“Mate, this must be torture for you.” muttered Declan over the music as he too watched another guy approach you, and he was glad at that moment that his girlfriend wasn’t attracting all these guys. “What is?” replied Mason, snapped out of his thoughts, although his gaze didn’t leave you.

“All these men wanting Y/N, if I imagine it’s my girl, I would have gone feral by now."

“In the end I’m the one she goes home with.” he shrugged, trying to play it cool even though his mind was secretly raging with jealousy. Seeing you apologise to Lauren and walk over to them instead, Declan patted him on the shoulder as he got up from his chair and muttered a “I’ll leave you two.” before making his way over to his girlfriend as well.

“If you keep looking at me like that, my knees won’t hold me any longer,” you joked, referring to the clenched jaw and the way he undressed you with his eyes, which was one reason you didn’t look over at him so often, as the feeling of his eyes boring into you made you feel dizzy. “What’s wrong?” you asked when he didn’t answer, stepping between his legs and placing your hands around his neck.

“Every god damn man in this club wants you, Y/N.”

“Is that a fact or are you just guessing?”

“Do you even have to ask? They’re so obvious it’s almost embarrassing,” he said, taking one last sip of his beer before placing the now empty bottle on the bar behind him. Immediately his hands moved to your waist and pulled you even tighter against him. “I don’t people thinking that they have a chance with you.”

“Let them think. You know they don’t stand a chance against you.” you said over the music, watching his features calm slightly at your words, but the kiss he placed on your lips was anything but gentle. The grip on your waist tightened as his tongue slid passionately over yours, making your knees weak and making it clear to anyone who looked over that you were most definitely not available.

A moan escaped your lips as his hands moved to your ass instead, one massaging the flesh while the other traced the path as before, going underneath the hem of your dress until he reached your underwear, at which you bit his lip.

“Look what this dress is doing to me.” he grabbed your hand and guided it to his obvious bulge, whereupon you looked at him, seeing a mixture of lust and jealousy in his eyes.

“Well, jealousy seems to be a great motivator for you.”

“I’m not jealous, I know you’re mine.”

“Show me.” you replied, sliding your fingers over his chest and then resting them on his thighs, receiving a warning look from him.

“Just wait until we get home. There are so many things I wanna do to you, baby.” His words made you hum and smirk slightly, leaning closer to him and whispering the following words seductively in his ear. “Can’t wait to feel you inside me, Masey.”

“Y/N.” he warned, frowning at you as you pulled away from his ear. He saw the smirk on your face, knowing that if you teased him enough, he would punish you just like you wanted. “If I were you, I’d wipe that smirk off your face because that just added ten minutes to our stay here.”

“But—”

“What do you want to drink?” he interrupted you, leaving you sulking because you really just wanted to go home. You, in turn, took a few steps back so as not to stand between his legs anymore and walked over to where the bartender was standing.

“I’m going to get something myself.” you mumbled before leaving Mason alone, though his eyes didn’t leave you, watching as you flipped back your hair, already sticking to the back of your neck from sweat, and ordered your drink. But again, Mason wasn’t the only one watching you, which he noticed when another guy came over to you and started talking to you while you smiled softly so as not to be too rude.

But your actions were different, and Mason, as well as the other guy certainly didn’t miss the way you leaned slightly over the counter so that anyone looking had an even better view of your ass. Everything was still fine until Mason saw him put a hand on your shoulder, which slowly traveled down your back and stopped way too close to your butt, and the way you immediately straightened up was a sign that you were feeling uncomfortable, somehow he did nothing but leave his hand right there. Which was the breaking point for Mason, so he walked over to you with quick steps.

“Don’t fucking touch what’s not yours.” Mason said, shoving the guy so that he stumbled back a little and his hand fell off your body. When you turned around, you saw him throw his hands up in the air and take a step back in defeat, but before he could say anything, Mason had already grabbed you, pulling you through the crowd.

“Where are we going?”

“Home.” was all he said, and you had to stifle another comment as his mood was bad enough at the moment. The wait for a taxi and the whole ride home were filled with silence, the two of you didn’t speak a single word to each other, but you could tell his mood just by the tension in the air, and you didn’t know whether you were excited or a little afraid of his anger.

“I thought you said we had to stay longer because of my behaviour.” you muttered as you entered your house, breaking the silence, and only seconds later you were pressed against the door, feeling Mason’s hand put pressure around your throat, causing a small whimper to escape you.

“Stop being such a little brat, Y/N.” he said with his jaw clenched, his fingers applying more pressure to your neck in the meantime, making it hard for you to say anything back. The next thing you felt was his lips pressing down on yours in a harsh kiss, that forced the air out of your lungs and made your knees buckle from the pressure of his tongue and hand fogging your mind. With one swift movement, he tore open the hem of the dress, exposing your breasts, and the cold air around your bare nipples made you shiver.

“That’s what I wanted to do with this dress all night.” Mason mumbled before attacking your breasts with kisses, sucking marks all over them. As you wriggled around the door, his thigh slid between your legs to push you against it even more effectively, which you noticed the moment it grazed your underwear, making you whimper in surprise.

“Now be a good girl, Y/N, not a greedy one.” pulling away from you as you began to grind against his thigh, eliciting an exasperated moan from you as the friction subsided.

“Open.” he ordered, while taking your chin between his fingers. He smirked at your obedience, immediately doing as he said. The sight of him conjuring spit in his mouth and letting it trickle slowly onto your tongue almost made you whimper, but the tighter grip on your throat made it impossible to make a sound. You waited patiently for him to tell you to swallow, while you surreptitiously try to clench your thighs together to get a sense of relief, which Mason unfortunately didn’t miss.

“What did I just say?” he asked, causing you to stop your movements as your throat became dry from having your mouth open for so long, “Please.” you tried to say with your mouth open, causing him to chuckle and loosen his grip on your throat a little.

“What do you want, baby?” he added cockily, knowing you couldn’t say a full sentence until he told you to swallow. He watched you struggle with how much you wanted him but couldn’t tell him, which finally made him tell you to swallow instead of dragging it out any longer.

“Please just fuck me, Mason.” you pleaded, wanting nothing more than to feel his cock fully inside you, especially when he looked at you with the same look he’s been giving you all evening, driving you absolutely crazy. His smirk widened even more as you ran a hand down his torso, stopping on his stomach and feeling him tense under your touch.

“Trust me, I plan to.” he replied, briefly considering how he wanted you, torn between having you right here or taking you to bed, which he quickly decided against, not wanting to waste any more time.

“Turn around for me, Y/N.” he finally broke the silence, causing a giddy feeling of anticipation in your stomach. The moment he removed his hand from around your neck, giving you the freedom to move, you did as he said, turning around and bracing yourself against the door with your hands. As you moved your legs further back and arched your back, so that your ass brushed his bulge, you heard him hum. Before he gave you a hard slap on the butt, causing you to jolt forward slightly and hiss as he massaged the now red skin.

“Gotta make sure you don’t forget who you belong to, baby.” he whispered in your ear as you felt his hands on you, before hearing the fabric of your dress rip completely. He pulled it off your body as his hands left you and you heard him unzip his jeans as well as them falling to the floor, making you smile.

Mason placed one hand on your hip and one around himself to guide his dick to your entrance, but instead of pushing in, he ran through your folds a few times, hitting your clit each time and feeling how wet you were, which made him groan. “Haven’t even touched you yet and you’re already wet.” he said, circling your clit a few times, making you whimper.

“Surely it’s not because of the other guys in the club, is it?” he asked, wanting to know who’s fault it was. So he wasn’t satisfied with you just shaking your head, pulling his dick away from you, whereupon you pushed your hips back.

“No, because of you, Mason.” you moaned as he slammed into you right after the words left you, not giving you time to adjust but instead settling into a grueling pace. “Always feels so fucking good, Y/N.” he moaned, switching to slow but hard thrusts that made you whine, and gave you another slap on your arsecheek, to which you moved your hips back and silently begged him to do it again, making him chuckle darkly.

“My dirty little slut, aren’t you, baby?” he asked, adding another slap that made him moan as you clenched around him in addition. “Yours.” you whimpered, making him hum as both his hands grabbed your waist and he increased his pace again.

His thrusts were so hard they made your head spin, and every time you felt him against your cervix, he sent you straight to heaven and back. “Fuck.” he moaned as he started to pull your hips backwards in combination with his movements, the feeling of his skin slapping against yours only increased to the pleasure, causing you to cry his name out loud.

“That’s right, let everyone know who makes you feel this good.” he said in a weak voice, feeling you clench around him again and again. And how he was able to bring you to the edge so quickly, made you feel a little embarrassed. “You feel so good, Mase.”

“I don’t care how good it feels, you better not cum until I tell you to.” Mason replied, your head falling forward against the door as the sensation almost became too much and your legs started to shake a little. You knew if he touched your clit for even just a second, you’d be cumming all over his dick.

His thrusts became even deeper and harder — if that was even possible — chasing his own orgasm, while grazing your sensitive spot each time. You felt his hand leave your hips, making it harder for you to stay upright, and stroked your clit, causing you to let out an embarrassingly loud moan. “Mason, I’m—”

“Fucking hold it.” he interrupted you, throwing his head back with a groan as you clenched tightly around him, biting your lip and trying to sink your fingers into the door to hold your orgasm as he now tormented you with perfect strokes on your clit.

“Fuck— Cum for me Y/N.” Mason moaned and circled your clit a few final times before you stumbled over the edge, feeling your legs go numb beneath you for a few seconds as the pleasure took over your body, making you shake and moan uncontrollably. Mason fucked you through your orgasm until he came to a halt inside you and coated your inner walls with his cum.

“God- Such a good girl.” he groaned, thrusting into you a few more times to push his cum even deeper into you, bringing tears to your eyes from the post-orgasmic sensitivity. His fingers left your clit, putting his hand on your hip again as he pulled out and leaned down to give you a kiss on the shoulder.

“Now I’m gonna make you cum so many times, until I showed you that no one else could ever make you feel like this, baby.”