#the way she strokes his hair. I’m gonna fucking scream

[daynascullys]

how to say "I love you" in x-files [79/?] ⤷ 4.10 — “Paper Hearts”

[shrimpybbq]

a meeting with the in-laws

anon: high school gf's parents coming back after they've kicked her out once the baby's born and demanding to see their “baby" and it's a whole scene

It had been three days since the newest Cameron had arrived into the world, the small baby boy kicking and screaming like a true warrior. A coked-up Rafe swore he had never seen anything so perfect as when he saw his own little boy clutched tightly within his mother’s arms, his sweet red cheeks chubby and full of life. It had taken some convincing but soon Rafe had his son against his bare chest as he softly stroked at the wisps of hair atop his head. He sat by his sleeping girlfriend’s side, quietly cooing to his son. There in that room lay his whole world, and it was then and there that Rafe made a promise to himself: no-one would hurt either of them for as long as he lived.

Rafe found his first opponents rather quickly. The small family returned to Tannyhill on the third day and began to settle back into the house, bringing their son up to the nursery they had spent hours painting. Rafe had wanted to hire someone to paint the images on the wall but had begrudgingly agreed to help his girlfriend paint them herself when she began tearing up in front of him. They had decided on a space themed nursery after Sarah suggested it. As they settled the sleeping boy in his cot, a loud knock echoed across the property. The new parents ignored it, only to hear mumbled voices from the foyer grow louder and louder. It was with a start that Rafe looked up, his bicep being clutched tightly.

“My parents…they’re here!” she whispered anxiously, her eyes widening as she looked up at him for help, “they told me that I was dead to them Rafe!”

Rafe looked at his sweet girl, taking her into his arms as she began to tremble, hands running soothingly over her back. “Hey, it’s ok. It’s gonna be ok, alright? You’ve got me here and I-I’m not gonna let them treat you like shit, ok,” he muttered. Rafe watched her pull away from him slowly, giving him a small nod as she wiped away the tears that had managed to spill over. He pressed a soft kiss to the crown of her head and whispered encouragingly “you can do this, baby.”

As they made their way down the stairs, it was clear that the Cameron’s did not take kindly to the familiar family standing in their living room. Rafe and Sarah were the two most obvious in their distaste, each wearing matching grimaces and glares. They both watched as her mother immediately ran to hug her daughter,

“Oh sweetie, there you are! My baby all grown up with her own baby - oh I’m so proud of you.”

Rafe watched as his girlfriend stood stiffly in her arms, a distraught expression crossing her face at the words. He couldn’t help but grit his teeth - he had watched as she cried for weeks after her parents kicked her out, her heart broken as they refused to answer her calls. They’d removed her existence from their lives for nine months and now here they were, claiming to love her again? No, that wouldn’t do, Rafe thought.

“Are you, though?” Rafe bit out. He grinned as all eyes turned sharply to him.

“Of course we are, our daughter has given us a strong and healthy grandchild. Why wouldn’t we be?” Her father asked, his tone filled with a certain menacing quality that both Rafe and Ward picked up on. The former ignored his father’s warning glance as he continued to speak.

“What about when you kicked her out, pregnant and alone with no money? Hmm, yeah I thought you’d remember that,” he spat, watching a flicker of shame cross the older woman’s face.

“Rafe that’s en-”

“No, come on Dad, you saw what they did to her, to my son. They didn’t give a shit until he was born, isn’t that right?”

All in the room stood in silence as the tension became so thick it could swallow them whole. It was only the audacity of her father that shattered the silence, “we want to see him.”

Fuck no, Rafe thought. He watched as his girlfriend scampered to his side, her eyes looking up at him pleading. They’d spoken often about her parents and had come to an agreement to keep them away from their family, not trusting their intentions should they come back. Almost imperceptibly, Rafe nodded towards her, a firm squeeze to her hip confirming he understood what she wanted.

“No.”

“W-what did you say to me, boy?”

“I said no. You’re not coming near my son, or my girl, now get the fuck off my property, alright?”

Ward looked between his son and the other grandfather, sighing deeply before coming towards his old friend. He spoke lowly, the rest of the room unaware of their words. It was only when both men turned back to the face their children did they speak.

“You must be very overwhelmed with all those hormones right now, sweetheart. You aren’t in your right mind,” Rafe heard her father say, fists clenching at the audacity he had, “we will come and see you next week. Maybe you could be alone next time.”

The Cameron’s wordlessly watched as Ward escorted her family to their cars. They turned back to see Rafe comforting his girlfriend, her head buried into his chest as she sobbed. Rafe stood there as his blood rushed through his body, his heart pumping rapidly in his chest. This was his first experience being a parent - of feeling a sense of unwavering protectiveness come over him. He knew then that his promise to himself in that hospital chair would never be broken, for he would do everything in his power to keep his family safe. No one would ever hurt them, and as he slowly walked his sweet crying girl back to the nursery, he knew he would kill to keep them safe.

[eddiesghxst]

best friend!reader x best friend!steddie and shes telling them how she doesnt know how to give head so they teach her🥹

HELLO I SCREAMED. YES A MILLION TIMES.

(sorry for any mistakes it’s 2 am and i didn’t proofread oops)

18+ — MINORS DNI

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Steve should’ve known Eddie was cooking something up whilst you were explaining your dilemma. He should’ve seen it coming, but he was too busy listening to you ramble about how you’re scared to give a blowjob because you’ve never done it— scared about what movements feel good and how to be conscious of your teeth (you’ve heard that men complain about that a lot).

He was being a nice friend, consoling you and trying his best to assure you that you’re just overthinking and when the time comes, you won’t be as bad as you think you’ll be.

And Steve was so occupied with you that you both seemed to have forgotten the little devil sitting on the opposite side of you until he spoke up, tone suggestive with a glint in his eyes that made you what to squirm, “What if we just showed you how to do it?”

So now, Steve’s jeans are pooled around his ankles and his shirt is rucked up his chest as you and Eddie kneel before him. Steve’s not exactly sure why he was chosen to be the demonstration model, but he can’t find it in him to complain— especially not when your warm hands are slowly jerking him off in a toe-curling way that has him nearly seeing god.

Eddie’s hand rests over your hand, gently guiding your sinful movements and the scene causes Steve’s eyes to roll with a string of curses falling from his tongue. Eddie smirks at the sight, “Feels good, big boy?”

“Y-yeah… fuck, I don’t wanna cum before she has a chance. Hurry up, Munson.”

Eddie laughs and rolls his eyes before turning to you, “Okay sweetheart, Stevie here can’t take much more of your teasing so we’re gonna have to move onto the next step. Consider that a compliment.” He winks and you preen.

Eddie’s fist is gently stroking Steve’s cock as he speaks, “It’s easy, really. You can start out with a few licks and kisses, but overall, just imagine you’re sucking a popsicle.” Eddie leans forward, hand still stroking the throbbing cock as he licks at the tip a few times before pressing a few kisses to the underside of Steve’s cock.

Steve’s thighs tense, breath stuttering at Eddie’s teasing touches. Eddie’s lips close around the tip of Steve and he gently suckles, lapping up the bit of precum and humming at the taste. As Eddie sinks lower, Steve moans, a curse falling from his lips. Eddie sucks him off for a little bit before he pulls off with an approving hum, smirking at Steve’s disheveled state and the sight of your intrigued expression.

“Wanna try, sweetheart?” He asks. You quickly nod and he shuffles to the side to make room for you. You eagerly grasp Steve’s wet cock, stroking a few times as Eddie had beforehand. You lean forward to mouth at Steve’s cock, but you hesitate last second, glancing over at Eddie for an approving nod which he quickly gives.

You lean in, alternating between sloppy kisses and wet licks up his cock. You keep going until Steve’s hand reaches up to hold your head, resting there in an encouraging manner. You wrap your lips around his tip and suck, just like Eddie, slowly moving down the length of Steve. You can hear Steve’s bated breathing and Eddie’s soft praise, “Good girl, you’re taking him so well, princess.” His ringed hand rubs soothing circles against your back.

You don’t see it, but Steve can clearly see Eddie’s other hand sink to his own crotch, softly pressing against the hard tent beneath his jeans. You moan, pushing forward as far as you comfortably can, shuffling on your knees as you begin to bob your head up and down the length.

“How’s she feel, Harrington?” Eddie asks, gaze flickering up to the other curly-haired boy. “Fuck— good, she’s really good… i’m gonna cum, pull off.”

Your wide eyes flicker up to Steve’s face, watching as his features twist in pleasure. Eddie gently tugs your hair, silently ordering you to pull off of Steve’s dick. You release him from your mouth with a sinful pop, continuing your slow strokes as you look at Eddie, chest heaving in excitement and lack of air.

“I-I wanna taste.” You admit. Steve curses, a curled fist rising to his forehead as he tries to ground himself from the words you’ve just said. Eddie smirks, “Yeah? Wanna give it a try, princess?”

You nod and he chuckles, “Go ahead, before Stevie passes out.”

Steve curses at Eddie and you giggle and happily resume your activity. As you continue sucking Steve off, Eddie sneaks a hand in between you and Steve, gently grasping Steve’s tight balls. Steve moans, gaze snapping towards Eddie’s to see him smirking, “Come on, Harrington, you gonna keep our girl waiting?”

And Steve sure as hell isn’t, he’s blowing his load the second Eddie asks, moaning and cursing as he empties himself into the wet heat of your mouth.

You take as much as you can before you pull away, sputtering for air and coughing at what little cum you’d choked on and Eddie softly laugh, rubbing soothing circles across your back as Steve strokes himself off for the last few ropes of cum left in him.

“Did… was that any good?” You ask, wide eyes darting between the two boys. Steve scoffs out a laugh, “Yeah, sweetheart, that was fucking insane.”

You giggle in excitement and Eddie smiles. Steve stokes his sensitive cock once and moans before nodding at the two of you, “Now, why don’t you show Eddie what you learned, hm?”

[thefrontmanscockwarmer]

Look at Me (part 2 )

Player 001 x reader

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Look at Me part 1

Tw: dark content, rape is implied, somnophilia, drugging

In Ho awake in the night, his cock raged. You tapped him, asking for a glass of water. He got up and walked to the bathroom, filling the glass with water. An idea popped into his mind. Sleeping pills he thought. He broke a few off in the glass of water. Bringing it to you and watching you drink it.

He laid down and pretended to sleep, waiting until you were asleep again. Even after all he did to you yesterday, even though he apologized, he couldn’t help himself. You were just so dumb, taking his apology the way you did. He needed to feel you again. He was a disgusting man and he couldn’t bring himself to care.

He turned his head to look at you. You were sound asleep, probably the best sleep you’ve gotten since you’ve been there. But you were laid next to him, there was no saving you from what he was going to do to you.

He snuck his hand down to your clit, rubbing small circles as he softly stroked his cock. He watched you as you slept, hoping you didn’t wake up at all until he was inside of you. You whimpered in your sleep, the sound making him throb.

He stuck a finger in your core, another whimper, measuring how wet you were. Enough, he thought, she’s wet enough.

He pushed himself on top of you, staring down at your sleeping face. He wasted no time in pushing himself into you. Groaning at the feeling, you were still so tight, even after all he did earlier.

He began to thrust into you, his moans loud and shameless, as he fucked your sleeping body. He placed a hand on your throat, the lack of air waking you up.

“I-In Ho” you were dazed, voice sleepy, eyes heavy. “What’re you doing?” You say before realizing your brain was in gear for pleasure. Your sleepy moans as he fucked you were sending him into overdrive.

“I just wanted your pussy, (y/n). Isn’t that obvious? I fucking needed it” he growls in your ear, the words not sinking in. You tried to close your legs. “Open your fucking legs.” He said harshly.

He moved faster, pulling your legs onto his shoulders. He slammed into you, earning screams that your small body shouldn’t be able to produce.

“Oh my god, (y/n)” he said watching how your face was screwed up in pleasure. He groaned through gritted teeth. Anxious to reach his climax but wanting it to last forever. He was going to make you feel him all inside you. “Fuckkkk you feel so fucking good. Fuck!” He crawled out slamming his cock inside of you over and over.

He felt your pussy contract around him. Making his want to fuck you even faster now that you were tighter. He grunted with each thrust. The sound of skin slapping skin running through the room. Your screaming echoed off the walls, surely a guard walking by could hear. He couldn’t remember if the VIPs were there yet, he didn’t care if they heard you, they could watch for all he cared.

Maybe he’d fuck you in front of the VIPs or record himself fucking you from behind, placing you on all 4’s and pulling your hair as your eyes rolled back. Oh his mind was running rampant as he imagined everything he would do to you in the future.

“In Ho, I’m gonna cum” your little whiney voice said.

“Fucking hold it. I’m not fucking done.” He told you. He couldn’t deny, he loved that little whiney voice. God how it made his eyes roll. He shook his head, drops of sweat flying from his hairline. He felt disgusting and vile. Dirty, as he helped himself to your tight cunt. Oh how disappointed your father would be to know his daughter’s pussy was destroyed by a stranger.

His thoughts, your screaming, your tight pussy continuing to contract. It was all too much for him to bear. He exploded inside of you, his cum planting itself as far as it could possibly go. You followed suit, shaking as you did, he continued fucking you, ruining your pussy with the mixed fluids as you both rode out your orgasms. He pulled out from you. Laying down beside you.

“Good girl” he said, sighing heavily. “Letting daddy use you like that”

“I love you In Ho” you say tiredly. He knew you didn’t mean it, no one would love him after he did to them what he did to you, you were on sleeping medicine, and coming down off an orgasm. He knew you didn’t love him.

“Don’t say things you don’t mean” he replies.

“I mean it.” You say before falling asleep. He laid in silence. Was there truly a possibility for love, a relationship, something more than using you? He thought about it, suddenly a wave of regret washing over him. You didn’t deserve this, you didn’t deserve him to treat you like that. You were too sweet, kind, and gentle.

“I love you too, (y/n)” he said to quietness of his room. He turned to your spent body, pulling you into him, wrapping himself protectively around you, as if someone was going to steal you away. “I love you” he laid a gentle kiss on your cheek.

[cybercl0ne]

6-1 // army x f!reader

Summary: you get trapped in an elevator with 6 hot masked men, what could go wrong?

Tw: gangbang, double penetration, pure porn, 18+, vaginal penetration, anal penetration, no jimmy, creampies (possible impreg?), squirting, degradation, Cum. Everywhere. Multiple orgasm.

You were running late. Like really late and you knew rushing up 10 flights of stairs was not happening. You decided to call for the elevator instead, guessing that your boss would cut you some slack depending on your excuse.

As you elevator ringed, the rusty, grinding wires weary hilt in front of you, opening the door to welcome you only to see 6 masked men standing, staring blankly at you, waiting for you to get on. You feel flushed at how weirdly attractive these men looked, their gear making them look buffed and their faces covered by black mask, only keeping their majestic eyes available.

They hold the elevator for you, steeping on you squirm in a small circle around them, they give you space like you were foreign to them. “Thanks guys.” You nervously laugh, going immediately silent as you feel their eyes soften, a glint of unknown lust festering as well. “No problem little lady.” One says seductively, eyeing you, keeping contact as you stand in awe at how his voice rumbled through you. You nod, and hold your head down, trying to make the high tension settle down. All hell breaks loose when the elevator suddenly stops and you drop your smartphone, bending down to reach it, unintentionally giving a show to the men around you. Your skirt hiking up just barely before your ass, showing a corner of your colorful panties. One of them whistle another fall into line with sounds of amusement, one in front of you, you caught readjusting his clear hard on.

“My god, what a nice view..~” one calls out, the others joining in a laugh. Your body felt warm, your lower body growing in heat as these hot men surround you, ready to pounce.

“we’re you just waiting for us to jump on you little lamb?” Another questions. One wraps their hand around your waist, feeling your hips up and down, staring into your eyes for approval. As soon as you give your small nod and whimper the men ravenge you.

“You dirty little slut, getting on an elevator, waiting for someone like us to come along to destroy your little body.” They spit out, gripping your ass, one groping at your tits, pooling them out of your bra. You squeal as you feel your cunt getting more needy, your panties getting sticky with your slick. One of them proceed you rip your professional tights, another man going in for a kiss, staring their deep brown eyes into yours, kneeding your clothed clit as the others worked to get the rest of your articles of clothing out of the way, whipping their own cocks out. “grab my cock you little bitch!” A blue eyes one demands, his heavy British accent making you moan. “Look at her. She’s enjoying getting manhandled! Get my cock in her mouth, see if she’s smiling then?” He slaps your face, slapping his cock on your face. You poke your tongue out, focused on the pre that sticks to your cheek as he slaps it deeper onto your skin, groaning, rubbing it up and down your lips, teasing you.

“I’m gonna taste this sweet cunt, I just know it’s wet and ready for me~” a slim yet buff man replied, stroking his own cock as he rips your panties straight off, his gloved finger glazing your tight hole, his warm and slimy tongue taking its place. “Put your fucking hand on my cock, bitch!” One yells in another heavy accent, his cock way to big to fit in your hand, you attempt to grasp onto his cock, sliding your hand back and forth, your eyes rolling back as you choke down another man’s cock, his hairs prickling your nose as he stuffs himself deep. You clench around nothing as your pussy gets demolished. Feeling yourself on the edge of squirting, you scream out your moan through getting your throat pounded while fisting 2 other men’s cocks.

“Oh the little girls getting close!” The man attending to your cunt stops, and announces. Erupting a slap and a laugh from everyone. Slaps to your ass, face and pussy. You squirm as your climax was so close, them teasing you by slapping around your poor aching pussy. “Awe, baby girl wants to cum? Do you wanna cum baby?” One man says, pampering your face with kisses, his stubble tickling your face. Unable to speak with your cock stuffed mouth you nod.

“Use your fucking words baby.. what do you want? Tell daddy so he can give it to you…” he whines, using his now ungloved fingers to rub up and down your slit, his thumb grazing your clit.

The man pops his cock out of your mouth, shifting to your tits, as 3 other men use your hands and thighs. “p-please.. p-please let me cum!” You yelp, begging with teary half lidded eyes. As you beg you stick out your tongue for a man that jerks his cock over your face, his eyes squinting, telling you he’s close. He moans and finally shoots his hot cum out all over your face, it splurting on your open tongue and one of your eyes. The rest of the men join in, cumming on different parts of your body. One man slapping his cock on your ass, cumming alongside it. Another letting it out on your hands. The man that was in charge of your pussy starts up, tonging you until you feel that white peak, clenching around his slithering tongue, his ball-shaped piercing hitting your clit just right. “C-cumming!” You yell, shaking intensely as you squirt all over the bottom man’s face. The biggest man, lifts you up between your orgasm, making your squirt spray everywhere, drenching the boys as the big man lines himself up with your small, tight pussy, his cock twitching as it meshes in your juices, tapping lightly on your cunt.

“That’s a good girl, letting it rain like a fountain baby!” The man says, kissing your agape mouth. You feel like you’ve been fucked dumb even though you know that these men have just started their satisfaction. You looked down, seeing the big man’s cock, you immediately started to realize that he was the biggest for a reason. His cock twitched at the attention. The men laughed.

“To big for you princess?”

“Gotta make sure to stuff you nice and good honey…”

“I can’t wait to get a taste of that.” all around the men were commenting. Some with sweet replies, others with want and need, they all wanted a piece of you, rubbing their cocks in unison as the big man inches you down on his fat dick.

“N-no! I-it won’t fit!~” you screech, feeling your cunt being slip apart by the big man. “So…damn…tight…” the big man whispers in your ear, moaning heavily. “gonna stuff you so full of my seed that your stomach will grow.” He chuckles deeply, while bottoming out, stuffing you all the way down that you can’t even make a noise at first, only broken moans as your tits bounced from the recoil.

“She’s loving it! Look at her face, she can’t even process how fucked dumb she’s getting!” One points out, stroking his cock harder. “Careful, we don’t want her to break too easily~” another one joins in, groaning at the show he was getting. You felt your insides being rearranged, putting your hand to your stomach, you feel the bulge that dives in and out ever time the man harshly pumps his cock in and out of you. You heave and huff through it, bending your head back to kiss his groaning lips. As you make out with the man with his mask halfway up you feel his rhythm only growing more sloppy and harder, your tits flopping around uncontrollably as he pounds you.

“don’t take all the fun, let me enjoy that sweet cunt!” One interjects, closing into your face, smirking. The big man that was currently demolishing your insides laughs and suddenly stops, popping his cock out of your pussy. You whimper at the sudden empty feeling of his warm twitching cock not blanketing your cunt.

“Don’t worry sweet girl, you’ll be double stuffed in a minute.” You squirm at the tone and way he said it, looking in your eyes, kissing your lips deeply as he adjust himself to your pussy, the big man aiming at your ass, still holding you up.

“Sure you can take it little lamb?” A background man adds, coming up to you, using your bent thighs to stroke his cock. Another one tags along to your other thigh, some staying back, enjoying their front row seats to the show.

Both of the men that stood at your holes entered in at the same time causing you to yell out, tightening and clenching as he tore through your ass while the other guy played through your cunt, fighting his way to your cirvix.

“S-so tight! God damn, you’re gonna break my cock off princess!” He adds, pumping his long hard dick inside you, the big guy rutting deeper inside you. You felt your holes getting violated, being stretched and feeling the searing pain and pressure from them, your stomach showing a faint bulge once again. Juices started to pour out of you, your moans filling the air as they grunted, pounding your holes at an unholy pace.

“p-please n-no… I-I’m gonna break! I-I can’t take it.. w-wanna cum!” You huffed out, feeling yourself getting lost. The rest of the men grunted and moaned, some mixed laughs as they felt themselves getting close to. “don’t worry baby I-I’m close to!” The man pounding your asshole shouts, nibbling on your neck as the one destroying your weeping, leaking pussy grunts in approval, heading toward the same climax. As you feel yourself being overstimulated, drawing to close to cumming they both cum at the same time, both your ass and cunt getting pumped full of hot milky cum. You felt yourself tipping over the edge but as soon as he popped out of you another man entered you, finishing inside you as well.

“We all gotta take turns cumming in that pretty cunt~” one man says, exiting your warm, clenching pussy as another enters in, thumping inside you, unloading his hot seed. You felt your stomach about to burst as you also felt your cunt driving over the edge, your legs going limp as your eyes rolled back.

as the last man came inside you, you reached your climax, squirting a ton, pushing some of the fresh hot cum out with it. The men kissed all over your fucked out body, whispering sweet words into your ear, breast, thighs, and neck. You giggled, mind fucked and still squirting, coming down from the long high as the elevator finally opened. “That was fun, I hope we can do it again sometime~” the big man said, climbing out of the elevator with the rest of his friends who already readjusted themselves while you laid, displayed and completely fucked out on the elevator floor.

[st7rns]

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐕𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓, c. sturniolo

✿ IN WHICH, chris takes his spoiled!gf on her third shopping spree of the month and she finds a way to thank him…

✿ WARNINGS, smut, oral (male!receiving), use of curse words, semi-proof read

✿ RORA SPEAKS, guys this is my first story so it might be a lil bad but i js KNOW chris would spoil his gf so i had to write this 🙏🙏

i love my man.

he’s always buying me things. if i even smile at something i see while shopping, he’s already picking it up and putting it in our cart. the amount of times he swipes his card when he’s with me is insane.

i have all the new clothes, shoes, purses, etc. but it’s not like i ask him to buy me all these things, he does it on his own!

so far this month, he’d already taken me on two shopping sprees. one at target (who knew self care items were so expensive?) and the other for an online clothing store.

but i reallyyyy want a new purse. so, of course, after he saw me eyeing it for a few weeks, he asked me something like “what brand is that purse you wanted again?” and i practically screamed in excitement, “coach!”

and that explains why we’re at the mall, four shopping bags around my dainty wrists and my new purse around the other. “have i told you how much i love you?” i say sweetly, standing on my tippy toes to give him a kiss on the cheek. my lip gloss made a mark and i smiled at it on his fine ass face.

“not enough” he says lowly, pressing the buttons on the vending machine. at the last store we were in, he practically begged for me to hurry the fuck up so he could get a pepsi or else ‘he’d die.’

he licked his lips in concentration as he watched the soda fall from its row in the vending machine, and it made my legs weak.

“well, i can show you” i whispered seductively in his ear, my hand shaking up his chest to the side of his neck. i inhaled his dior sauvage cologne and it only made me wetter.

“we’re in public, baby” he whispers back, looking around as if someone could hear us. i raised my eyebrows in a “so?” expression which only made him smile and shake his head. “you wanna fuck in the bathroom?”

i knew he was saying it jokingly but my lips form a pout, “what about all my stuff?” i hold up all my shopping bags. he looks down at the multiple bags and groans, “let’s get the fuck home, then”

as soon as he unlocked the door, i jumped on him like a wild fucking animal. i kissed and licked on his neck, earning me a squeeze on my ass and a groan from his lips.

“can’t wait. want you so bad” i whimpered in between kisses, reaching my hand down to palm his hard dick. he broke away to yell “NICK? MATT?” after a few minutes of no reply he picked me up, my legs wrapping around his waist, and sat me on the kitchen counter.

“so needy, yeah?” he says breathlessly, pulling his pants and boxers down in one go. i slowly stroke his dick, sweetly kissing him on the lips at the same time “only for you”

he gave me a cocky grin as he slipped his hands up my shirt, groping and squeezing my boobs. i moaned and threw my head back.

after a few seconds of that, i pulled his hands away. i shook my head, my hair sticking to my lip gloss, “i wanna make you feel good, baby” i slowly got off the counter and dropped to my knees in front of him.

“gonna make me feel good?” he says teasingly. i kiss only the tip of his dick, his pre cum layering over my lip gloss, before looking up at him through my long lashes, and taking all of him in my mouth. or most of him.

he groans and grabs the back of my head, pushing him farther down my throat. “so fucking good, ma. take that shit” i bob my head up and down on his dick, tears filling the edges of my eyes.

the only sounds in the room are chris’ noises of pleasure and the wetness of my mouth around his lubricated dick. i can tell chris is close to reaching his high by the way he starts to sloppily stroke the back of my head.

“fuck- keep going, baby. i’m so close-“ before he can even finish his sentence, warm cum shoots down my throat. i swallow every last drop before popping his dick out my mouth.

“stick that tongue out, mama” he instructs and i do as i’m told, sticking my pink tongue out to show that i swallowed. “that’s my girl” he praises, cupping the side of my face and placing a gentle kiss on the top of my forehead.

“you’re gonna have to show me how much you love me way more often” he chuckles, pulling his drawers and pants up. i smile before gasping, suddenly remembering how he bought me a new purse, and sprinting to where we dropped all of my shopping bags.

i put the purse on, twirling in a circle to give chris the full picture. he licks his lips as he looks me up and down, “you’re so fucking beautiful. did you know that?”

[bubblebaththoughts]

Scenting

Neytiri x Fem!Omatikaya!Reader (minimal Jake x Reader x Neytiri)

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warnings: 18+ MDNI, claiming, protective!Alpha!Neytiri, clueless!omega!reader, himbo-type!alpha!Jake, P in V, A/B/O dynamic, threesome/throuple. The kids are in this but very briefly (mainly Lo’ak.) and they are aged way down. (Lo’ak is 5, Neteyam and Kiri are 6)

Translation:

Sa’nok - Mom (Neytiri)

Sa’nu - Mommy (Reader)

Muntxate - Wife/Female spouse

Jake was fucking into you relentlessly, all while Neytiri laid your head in her lap, pushing your sweaty baby hairs off of your forehead.

“I’m sorry!” You gasped out

“Oh you’re sorry?” Neytiri scoffed “Do you even know what you’re sorry for?”

You could only whine, Jake smirked down at you. Everything was overwhelming, you could smell both of them, they surrounded you. Not to mention Jake’s overly sized cock fucking your brains out.

“Aw, you gonna cum again?” Jake asked, beginning to quicken his pace, making your head lean farther into Neytiri’s lap

“Ah! I can’t!” You whine, almost thrashing against him “it’s too much!”

“Don’t fight it now.” Neytiri berated as she straightened you out, making you look at Jake as he fucked you

Jake moves with purpose, thrusting deep and hard, driving your pleasure higher and higher. Neytiri continues to scold you, her words like a whip that makes you moan even louder with each stroke.

He pushes you closer and closer to the edge, and you can’t help but to cry out in pleasure. You feel your whole body quivering with pleasure as you reach the peak. You collapse against Neytiri, exhausted, your body still tingling with pleasure. Neytiri releases you from her grip, her face still stern and unyielding. You lay there, spent and overstimulated.

“I should let him get you pregnant…” Neytiri chided “Then there would be know doubt of you belonging to us.”

You whined, trying to push away from Jake’s unruly thrusts.

“Oh you don’t like that? Maybe you shouldn’t flirt with other men of the clan and we wouldn’t have to do that.”

“I wasn’t flirting!” You whine

“Neytiri, give her a break.” Jake tilted his head, slowing his thrusts down.

Neytiri’s eyes snapped up to him, then back down to you. Her eyes softened just a bit. “Whatever you say.” She scoffed

Jake continued his thrusts until he was about to cum, which he then pulled out and released on your stomach.

Neytiri then pulled you up, sitting you in her lap. She began to nuzzle her head into your neck and shoulder, silently marking you as hers.

Jake had gotten up, getting a cloth to wipe his cum off of you.

“Thank you.” You sleepily sighed against Neytiri’s skin.

-

You were left alone the next morning, woken up by Jake with a kiss to your forehead and Neytiri was already gone.

All that you could smell was Jake and Neytiri.

Her sweet smell engulfed you, and his muskier smell comforted you.

Jake hadn’t cleaned up very well, his sticky cum still painted your thighs.

You thought about Neytiri’s words. Her threats of pregnancy… You felt yourself throb at the thought of Jake getting you pregnant. The thought is wiped away with Jakes cum, on a clean cloth.

You pull on your loincloth and adjust your top once again.

“Agh! Get off Neteyam! Sa’nok!” Lo’ak screeched from outside, they’d been up earlier than anyone else.

Lo’ak screamed for Neytiri, but she never intervened or said anything. You thought that she had left to attend other duties, but either way she seemed occupied right now.

Suddenly Lo’ak runs into your shelter that you shared with Jake and Neytiri. “Sa’nok! Neteyam was- Sa’nu?”

Your eyebrow raised at him. “What is it Lo’ak?”

“Sa’nu… I thought… I thought Sa’nok was in here…” Lo’ak looked around, his plan to snitch on Neteyam was foiled. “I smelled her…” He mumbled but you didn’t acknowledge the low spoken words.

“Sa’nu!” Lo’ak remembered that he could snitch to you as well “Neteyam was pushing me around! He sat on my head!” He whined to you, his little arms wrapped around you, seeking comfort

“Oh, come here my little Lo’ak.” You reach down to him, hugging him tightly in your arms

You sink down on to ground to speak to him on his level. “What else did mean ol’ Neteyam do?”

Lo’ak’s lip quivered as he held his arm out for you, a scrape on his elbow. “When he pushed me, my arm dragged on the ground.”

You frown at him, “It’s okay, Lo’ak.” You lean down, giving his small scrape a kiss

His hugs you around the waist again, Lo’ak was always a snuggly one.

“Sa’nu…” Lo’ak whispered to you

“Yes my little baby?” You answered, your hand gently petting his head

“Neteyam… he was also making fun of me because…” He hesitated, looking up at you to meet your eyes

“What? What did he say?” You asked, concern clouded your eyes

“He said that you were having a baby and that- that I was going to stop being your favorite.” Lo’ak cried to you as he buried his head in your stomach again

“Oh that’s not true.” You reassured him

“But I want a little sibling!” He whined “I want a brother, because I think Neteyam is broken! But I want to be your favorite!”

You laughed, hoisting him up to sit in your lap. “Lo’ak, nothing could ever push you out of the spot you have in my heart. If I did have a baby, you’d still always be my special boy, alright?”

Lo’ak smiled and nodded, hugging you once more before running back outside to play with Neteyam and Kiri again. You followed him out, finding Neteyam with his head pushed to the ground, and Kiri held his little hands behind his back while Lo’ak stood back with you in shock.

“Kiri! Get off of him!” You called to her, making her little determined face drop. She let Neteyam go, and he scrambled over to you.

“Sa’nu!!! Kiri hurt me!” Neteyam whined up to you

“Sa’nu!!! Neteyam broke my banshee!” Kiri also whined as she brought you the broken toy

“I didn’t mean to!” He cried back

“Stop!” You calmed them both. “If you three can’t behave together, I’m going to separate you and put each of you on opposite corners of the forest!”

“No!” All three cried at you

“Then behave!” You warned

Neteyam clung to you as Kiri and Lo’ak stalked away.

“You’re causing so much trouble this morning, Teyam. What is the matter?” You kneel down to him

“I don’t know…” Neteyam shrugged “I didn’t mean to.”

“If you say so…” You sigh, “Go play, be nice!”

Without you noticing, Jake had come back. He snuck up behind you, his arms wrapped around your waist, taking you completely by surprise.

“Such a good mother…” He muttered in your ear softly

“Mmm.” You grinned leaning back into him “You know I love our children.”

“I know, I know.” He kissed your neck. “You love the babies.”

You giggle as his hands venture to your hips.

“Should’ve let me put one in ya last night.” He nipped at your ear

“You’ve been talking to Neytiri about that too much.” You grumbled

Neytiri came back soon after that, the handle of her knife had unwound and she came back to fix it.

“I need to head up Kreyo’s.” You spoke to her

Neytiri and Jake shared a knowing look, making you scoff.

“What?” You ask, exasperated

“I don’t trust Kreyo,” Neytiri crossed her arms “Not as far as I can throw him.”

“Neytiri…” You begin, but you were cut off just as quickly

“What is the reason for this visit?” She asked, circling you as if you were her prey

“Neteyam broke Kiri’s banshee. And Kreyo made their banshee’s, remember?” You explained, retrieving the broken toy

“You spoil them.” Neytiri waved you off “She doesn’t need a new one, give her Neteyam’s, it is his fault hers was broken, so he should give her his.”

“I’m not getting her a new one, I’m getting hers fixed.” You gestured to the broken thing, “I’m not going to punish Neteyam for an accident, Neytiri.”

“I’m coming with you.” Neytiri declared

You shrugged, already turning around to continue your walk up to Kreyo’s

“I got the kids!” Jake grinned, practically running off like a he was a little kid as well.

The walk started off silent, but you could practically feel the anger radiating off of Neytiri.

“I could’ve fixed the toy, you know. There’s no need to go out of your way to go to Kreyo of all people.” Neytiri seethed

“I don’t understand why you are so upset.” You sigh

“You know I don’t trust Kreyo!” She growled

“I know! Why can’t you trust me?” You growled back

Neytiri was taken aback, stopping deaf in her tracks.

“I do trust you.” She scowled, “I don’t trust him.”

“Neytiri-“

“And I don’t like him, I don’t know why.” She snapped “You should trust my judgment.”

“You don’t like or trust anyone.” You scoffed

“Muntxate.” She sighed “Why is this toy a problem for you? I can fix it.”

“You know what Neytiri, never mind, I won’t go to get our daughter’s toy fixed, you can deal with it, I don’t care.” You shove the broken toy at her

She lets it fall to the ground, just simply staring at it.

“Muntxate.” Neytiri sighed softly once again “I am sorry.”

You feel as if your eyes are welling up, stepping towards her. “I’m sorry too…”

“Come here.” She held her arms out for you

Neytiri was overwhelming, her arms wrapped around you tightly. She patted your head down into her neck, still apologizing, you knew what she was doing, but you didn’t care at this point.

She lets you go, picking up Kiri’s toy and handing it to you.

“You should go get the toy fixed, I will see you at home.”

She turns, stalking away. You sigh, knowing she purposefully did that to rub her scent on you.

The visit to Kreyo mainly consisted of silence as he fixed up the toy, his nose twitching in your direction every so often.

“Are you with child?” He randomly sputtered out

“Excuse me?” Your looked at him, a small fire beginning to burn

“You just- don’t smell like yourself.” He shook his head “Forgive me, I didn’t mean to assume.”

The rest of the time was an awkward silence, he handed you the now fixed toy and waved you off.

You could practically smell Neytiri on yourself, you were like a walking cloud of her pheromones. Only now realizing that Neytiri rubbed off on you last night as well, which is probably why Lo’ak mistook you for her, her smell so strongly on you confused him.

But, Kiri was happy to have her banshee back.

Every thing was going pretty well until you heard a small whistle. You turned in the direction of the whistle, finding jake there. He calls you over with a simple nod to his head.

Fuck, here we go again.

[wannabevampire]

omgomgomg poly!mattfrank x avenger!reader smut based on reader getting sprayed by sex pollen PLS PLS PLS this is getting me dead

i actually can’t stop thinking about this omg…i’ve never written a sex pollen fic before! (which feels kinda surprising because of my well documented desperation kink??)

18+ MDNI (sex pollen, hard!domfrank + soft!dom matt, degradation, dumbification, little bit of praise, desperation, edging + orgasm denial, crying in a good way!, squirting)

i am DYING to write poly!mattfrank because that would just be such a hot dynamic. i’m thinking soft dom matt and hard dom frank…yes please. they’d both be so good at degradation, but they would have entirely different approaches.

☆~Soft!Dom Matt Murdock

“Aw look at my poor baby, always so pathetic and needy. She just can’t help herself Frank. Desperate little slut doesn’t know what to do without us. Just need me to make all the decisions for you isn’t that right? It’s not your fault that you can’t do anything with that dumb baby brain of yours. You just let me and Frank to take care of you, okay princess?”

☆~Hard!Dom Frank Castle

“God look at yourself, I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything as pathetic are you darling. Just a dumb cock hungry slut who can’t function without being told what to do. If only everyone could see how brain dead and submissive you get the moment Matt and I have you alone. Not so independent and demanding now are you sweetheart?”

and the way it would just get SO MUCH MORE INTENSE once they realize this is more than your normal levels of desperation and you’ve been sprayed with sex pollen.

normally frank edges you for a WHILE before he lets you think about cumming, this man loves orgasm denial because he loves how desperate and pathetic it makes you. but the sex pollen has made you about 50x more desperate for them than you would normally be after 2 hours of orgasm denial.

Matt wouldn’t even bother with teasing you, he can be mean, but not that mean. At the end of the day he still just wants to make you feel good and take care of you.

But if we’re being honest Frank definitely still tries to edge you. He doesn’t care how pathetic you already are, he wants to see how desperate he can get you before you break. But Matt can tell that you truly can’t handle it in your current state and puts Frank in his place.

The sex would be so filthy and desperate. Like the sex pollen would have you absolutely insatiable, no matter how many times you came you still wanted more. But you would be so sensitive and constantly on the verge of cumming. It would be so easy for them to make you cum and they would have such a fun time playing with “their little fuck toy”!!

Also have such a vivid image of Matt holding you against his chest while Frank fucks you. Matt would whisper praise into your ear while making sure you can’t run from Franks dick. He would stroke your hair, kiss your forehead, and pinch your nipples when he could sense you calming down.

“Oh you’re doing such a good job princess, such a good girl for me and Frank. Letting him pound that fucking pussy and taking every inch of his cock. Bet you’re gonna make such a pretty mess cumming all over that dick while you let me play with you.”

You’re crying at this point, completely overwhelmed with pleasure. Frank doesn’t let up, fucking you hard and making sure to hit your g spot every time. He’d smirk down at you, proud of how much he and Matt ruined you.

“Is my pathetic little slut gonna gush all over my cock? Gonna cum while Matt holds you and destroy that fucking pussy? Give it to me darling, show me what it looks like when a desperate whore cums after being fucked stupid.”

After so much stimulation and cumming so many times you can’t stop yourself from squirting all over Franks dick. Soaking both of you while he continues to fuck you through your orgasm. Not bothering to stop as tears stream down your face and you continue gushing on his cock. Your screams of pleasure muffled by Matt’s hand. Frank doesn’t let up until he cums inside you.

The aftercare would also be amazing!! Making sure you were as comfortable as possible and checking that the degradation wasn’t too much. There would most likely also be an extremely awkward doctors trip to make sure the sex pollen had no long lasting side effects and that you were safe & healthy!

..

Okay this is my first drabble in a while so go easy on me! not proof read so It’s not the best but I had fun and it’s SUCH A HOT CONCEPT!!! hope you enjoyed ☆♡

xoxo,

allie 🕊️

[cvpidzcvrse]

—Kinktober Week 4.

⇢ Kento and Levi have been fighting over you since your first day in the office. A crossover nobody expected. ➤wc: 895 ➤cw: threesome, split roasting, praise, degradation, orgasim denial, and anything else I forgot. collab with: @lovelylavendersworld

Theme: Threesome + Split roasting.

“You always take us so well.”

You never thought you would be in the middle of your two bosses, but here you are. Levi’s cock is brutally attacking the back of your throat and Kento’s cock is brushing against your cervix. Levi watches the way your plump lips wrap around his cock and the way your eyes roll back as Kento takes you from the back. Your honeyed moans only made him feed you more of his dick. 

“You’re such a whore, taking both of your bosses at once, how will your coworkers feel about this? Think they’ll be jealous? Or maybe they’d want to join in, hm?” 

You whimper at his somewhat genuine question, earning a degrading chuckle from Levi. His calloused hands gently flipped your braids to the other side to get a nice view of your face. “If only they could see you now,” he tuts, caressing your smooth skin. 

“Hey Nanami, what do you think? We hold a meeting and fuck the pretty thing right on the table?” you mewl in shock, compared to the way he touched you so gently, so softly; you thought his words would reflect that, only to be defiled by his vile words. It sends an embarrassing ripple of arousal through you. Imagining getting fucked by your two bosses in front of your coworkers seemed so humiliating, and truly you should be opposed to it but the thought is so lewd you couldn’t help but to indulge.  

Kento smirks when he feels you tighten around him, “With the way she clenched around me, I think the pretty girl likes the idea.” His hands roam your body, thumbs settling perfectly on your back dimples, they fit so well it’s almost like your gorgeous body was made for him. 

While Kento was busy ogling at your body, admiring how ethereal your body looked underneath him, he gave you slow, sensual strokes hitting that spongy spot with painful accuracy, it had left you salivating. Perfect for Levi to fuck your throat like his own personal pocket pussy. Your tongue was heaven-sent, soppily playing with the underside of his heavy cock. You narrowed your cheeks to give him a tighter squeeze, fondling his balls with your free hand. 

God. You were gonna be the death of these two men. 

Here lies Levi Ackerman and Nanami Kento: CEOs and business partners both laid out by glorious pussy. 

“Oh yeah?” Levi’s eyebrow twitched upwards “You want us to arrange it, sweetheart? Wanna see all your coworker's faces when we fuck you stupid?” 

You were too lost in pleasure, the question Levi asked floated aimlessly around in your fucked out head, Kento’s cock bullied your poor cunt, and you swore that you were getting fucked cross-eyed. With your mouth occupied and your cunt stuffed to the brim, you were living your wildest dreams—that was until your mouth was snatched off of Levi’s pretty cock. You let off his dick with a delicious ‘pop!’ 

Pools of brown stare up at him, eyes screaming, pleading to have him back in your mouth, but he wasn’t budging. His cock stood at attention, a bulging red tip, glossy with your spit, it was practically begging to be between your lips once more so you go for one more taste, and that’s when you feel the iron grip Levi had on your hair. Yanking you back to focus on his eyes instead. The sting hurt so good, you couldn’t stop the moan from tumbling out of your lips.

“Answer me slut.” 

“ple-please, I'd love it! Ah— I want all of th- them to know I’m yours.” you whined out. Your hands gripped onto Levi’s muscular thighs to balance being fucked out of your mind by Nanami. 

Levi glares down at you, a hint of amusement plays on that stoic face of his. “Such a naughty girl, c'mon take my cock like a good girl.” you take his cock into your mouth with vigor. Your eagerness almost makes you squirm from Kento’s bruising hold on your hips. If only you could see the beautiful mess they made out of you, your makeup was smudged, drool helplessly dribbled down to your chin, eyes heavy and blown wide with lust. They would have to do this again. 

Kento’s hips kept a demanding pace. In and out, in and out, in and out. Your sweet essence filled the room with nasty squelches. With each thrust he became more hypnotized, you had him dazed. Your cute cunt hugged his cock just right, the poor guy was feeling lightheaded you had The Kento Nanami behind you losing all his composure. 

Levi’s eyes flickered between you, Nanami, and the clock. Your 30-minute break was almost up. They had to make this quick to avoid raising any suspicions from their conniving colleagues. 

You felt the familiar feeling creeping up behind you, the tightness in your stomach began to unravel, and goosebumps started to form on your skin. You were close and Levi knows it. 

“Would you look at that, Your break is over.” Kento pulls out of your sopping wet pussy and Levi removes your plump lips from his hard cock. An air of authority fills the room as you hear both of them zipping up their pants and getting dressed. 

“Looks like we have to save this for another time. Have fun, our loyal employee.” 

☜Kinktober week 3 | Kinktober week 5 ☞

[bxeckersz]

Missed You | Female reader x Caitlin Clark

Summary: Caitlin has gotten drafted to the WNBA and it feels like you haven’t seen her in ages. Little do you know, she has a surprise.

Part 1

It’s been 3 weeks since Caitlin got drafted to Indiana Fever. and it feels like i haven’t seen her in ages. Interviews, training camps, tv shows had all taken over my girlfriend.

“I miss you so much, baby” Caitlin says over facetime, her voice raspy. “I miss you too, cait.” I reply, pulling the blank over me. “How’d training camp go?” I ask, turning the brightness up on my computer.

“Ehh. I mean it went well, i’ve adapted to the team and shit. They treat me amazing but i dunno. Y’know. Being a rookie and all it’s.. i dunno. unreal almost.” She says. “I get you, baby. It’s okay. You weren’t the number 1 pick in the draft for nothing.” I reply, reassuring her.

“yeah. So what are you doing right now, hm?” She asks, pulling her phone up. “Just talking to you. It’s been so boring without you. I miss you a lot. My mom says i’m acting depressed without you.” I chuckle. “I miss you a lot too, princess. You don’t know how many times i’ve cried because you weren’t at my first day of training camp.” She replies.

“Vannessa!” I hear from downstairs. “Hold on, cait, my mom is calling me.” I say. “Okay” She replies, going on her phone. “Yes?” I yell to her. “Do you know where my red lipstick is?” She says, walking into my room. “Hi, mrs. Katz” Caitlin yells through the facetime call.

“Hey, cait! everything good down there?” My mom replies, peeking her head at my laptop. “Yup.” Caitlin says. “That’s good. Nessa, hunny, have you seen my red lipstick? i’m going out with your dad.” She asks. “Uhm last time i checked it was in the bathroom, in your makeup drawer.” I say to her as she nods and walks out.

“Princess, it’s getting late, i have to go to sleep. We can sleep on the phone of you want.” Caitlin says. “Okay. let’s sleep on the phone, i’ll mute myself to not wake you.” I reply. “Okay. Goodnight, I love you, baby” She says. “Goodnight, love you too.” I say, blowing her a kiss through the phone and muting it.

•

The last couple of days me and Caitlin have been facetiming less and less. It’s killing me inside. I miss her face. I miss her laugh. I moss the way she calls me princess. I miss her.

‘Open the door’ Caitlin texts me. ‘??’ I reply. ‘open the door, will you, ma? it’s cold as shit out here.’ She texts back.

I immediately hop out of my bed and sprint down the stairs running to the door. Sure enough, Caitlin is standing there. Bags in her hand, A black Nike tech on with White Air forces.

“caitlin!” I scream as i jump onto her, making her drop her begs. “I missed you so much.” I say, tearing up. My mom runs down the stairs to see the commotion and she sees me and cait.

I hop down and try to hide that i’m crying, but it’s clear as day. “Baby, are you crying?” Caitlin asks, laughing a little. I nod as i tear up way more. “I just missed you so much.” I say as i hug her again. She walks into my house and says hi to my brother, dad, and mom and we go upstairs to my room.

I sit down on her lap as i hug her more. “Baby, i missed you so much.” I say into her shoulder. “I’m gonna be here for a week.” She says into my ear. “Really?!” I yell out in excitement. She nods at me and i hug her again.

“We’re gonna have the best week ever.” I say into her shoulder. Fuck, I missed her scent. She was really gonna be here for a week.

•

It’s currently 10:47 pm and me and caitlin are watching a movie. I’m laying on top of her, my head on her chest and legs over hers, her hand rubbing circles on my upper thigh. she plants a small kiss on my forehead and i feel her phone buzz.

A group chat titled ‘Indiana fever’ texts her. “It’s the team group chat” She says. I hum and go back to watching the movie. “Why didn’t you stay at your dorm?” She asks, stroking my hair.

I shrug my shoulders in response. “I wanted to come home.” I say. She nods and kisses my forehead. “Baby” I say, turning to face her. “huh?” She replies. I say nothing and just kiss her.

By the second, the kiss got sloppier and sloppier. Her hands slipping up my shirt, rubbing my back. I sit up on top of her, still kissing me.

I pulled my shirt off as well as hers, knowing exactly what i was doing. god i missed this.

•

part 2 w smut coming 🤗🤗

[katyawriteswhump]

Can I help you? (steddie holiday drabble, day 10)

For @steddieholidaydrabbles day 10 prompt, shopping; and @whumpcember day 10 prompt, “Let me help you.”

WC: 985 Rating: M; CW: self-harm (wall punching); Tags: Angst, hurt/comfort, fluff, established steddie, sexual content. Summary: After a crappy day serving holiday shoppers, Steve is gonna explode… or curl up and cry. Fortunately, he’s also got the best boyfriend ever.

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As the final customer left Scoops, Steve balled his fists. He was already late closing and still they’d been a dick about it. He hauled down the shutter, muffling the chaotic din of late-night-shoppers and the jangling hell-loop of holiday music.

Festive shoppers were fucking feral. And when Robin was off sick, work sucked.

He bagged the cash from the register, dumped it in the box, worrying about Robin, though she swore it was ‘only a super-disgusting cold.’ Plus, it was Hellfire night. His dream of catching five-minutes with Eddie beforehand was dead. It’d take hours to finish up without Robin, and… Fuuuuuck!

His foot flew from under him. He crashed backward, elbow whacking the counter. Pain bloomed then screamed, and worse…

…he’d dropped the cash box.

Coins rolled off toward every corner of the store, while Steve gawked at the villain of the piece—a banana skin. Like in a dumb cartoon, which figured. He was dressed like Popeye.

He slid down onto his butt, dumped his face into his hand, non-bruised elbow supported on one bare, hitched-up knee.

How did my shitty life come to this?

He’d worked non-stop for ten hours. He trembled with exhaustion, felt bruised inside and out—like he’d been repeatedly punched in the gut. Astonishing how many ‘merry’ customers proved hellbent on making him feel like dirt, and he shouldn’t care. He didn’t want to care, and yet…

…now he had to get up, collect the cash. Tough, when all he wanted was to curl up and cry.

The unlocked shutter creaked up. Steve’s chin snapped up with it. Dustin ducked under first, then Eddie, both in their Hellfire t-shirts.

“Woah!” said Dustin. He wasn’t pissing himself laughing. Yet. Steve figured he must look fucking hilarious, slumped against the counter. He didn’t even say ‘hi,’ instead scrunching his face against a snarling sob.

“What the hell happened?” Eddie rushed over, crouched beside him.

Steve’s sweary rant only made him feel dumber and more inarticulate, self-loathing skyrocketing till he smacked his fist into the nearest hard surface. Would’ve done it again, wrecking his knuckles, had not Eddie caught them—gently yet somehow inarguably, stroking with his thumb. “Steve, you’ve done amazingly. It’s gonna be okay. Dustin?” The kid zigzagged the store like a pinball, collecting scattered coins. “Call Gareth. We’re postponing Hellfire.”

“No way! I’m being a fucking muppet. You never postpone—”

“Tonight, the schemers of Baldor’s Gate will remain unprobed by bold adventurers!” boomed Eddie, those darn chocolate-button eyes managing to laugh and be soul-destroyingly sincere. Eddie jumped up, offered a hand: “Let me help you.”

Steve slipped his fingers into Eddie’s warm clasp, mouth quirking toward a ‘screw-it-all’ smile.

Dustin counted the float and takings. Eddie handled the paperwork, being used to similar crap at the bar where he worked. Steve left them to it, mopping the floor, rolling his eyes at himself when his bruises bitched.

After Dustin scooted off, Steve eased himself into a seat beside Eddie, who’d finished the banking. “Nice job,” Steve swept gross sweaty hair from his brow—Ugh, he was wrecked. “That could really be my handwriting.”

Eddie pulled a face, daftly adorable. “Forgery is, tragically, carved deep as metal into my bones.”

“You’re a fucking angel,” whispered Steve, suddenly unable to meet Eddie’s gaze. “I feel shitty. You shouldn’t have postponed Hellfire.”

“Yeah, I should. I have zero doubt you’d roam waaaay farther from your plotted route for any of your friends. Tho’ half of them are snot-nosed brats who’d never thank you.” Eddie rose and started massaging Steve’s shoulders, heels of his hands working the meat of Steve’s tension, thumbs tenderly caressing his nape. Steve’s snarled-up muscles didn’t exactly turn to putty. Still felt so nice.

“Anyhoo, I got me a shady ulterior motive.” Eddie’s breath drifted balmily across Steve’s cheek, sending a delicious shudder down his spine. “Not gonna miss out on an evening when my boyfriend is literally screaming-out to be dragged to bed.”

Steve’s smile spread slowly. This time, he felt it, warming his heart and the pit of his belly.

My boyfriend. Hearing that never got old.

“And… hark!” announced Eddie, in his best Dungeon-Master tones, “there’s also the not- insignificant-fact that I love you.”

Now, Steve was genuinely laughing, then sniffling, because he was choking up. He grabbed Eddie’s hand, bringing it to his lips. “Love you too.”

Soon, they huddled nose-to-nose under the tepid trickle of their shower. “Showtime,” beamed Eddie, as he glided his fingers up through Steve’s hair, lathering up the bubbles. Steve’s scalp tingled and he sighed, shivered. The graze of Eddie’s fingernails, even the slight burning-tug of the snags…

“How the hell do you make this feel so sublime?”

Eddie answered by brushing Steve’s parted lips with his own, then repeating over and over—which managed to be stupidly erotic—and their tongues tangled and touched.�� Eddie’s relentless kisses sent Steve’s blood rushing south. On cue, Eddie’s sensual hands traced down Steve’s flanks, arrowing towards Steve’s needy dick.

It was a wonderfully lazy hand-job, but Steve couldn’t quite relax—this was too one-sided! He kinda squirmed, reaching for Eddie’s dick. Eddie batted him away, growling jokily into Steve’s mouth. “What do you not get about me taking care of you?”

“Whatever… fuck… you slay me, man… Gnnng!”

Steve flopped back against the tiles, arms flailing, knees turning to jello. Eddie flopped into him and stroked them both towards super-hot-messy orgasms.

“Hey, Eds,” Steve murmured, later, after they crawled into bed. The live-wire hum in his brain had faded, for sure, but he still wasn’t sure he’d sleep. “I wanna make up for Hellfire. Let’s fu—”

Eddie’s soft snore ruffled through Steve’s still-damp hair. Steve smiled tiredly. He had to face christmas shoppers again in eight-and-a-half hours. Life still kinda sucked… tho’ not all of it. At least Robin called, to say she’d be back. He watched Eddie sleep, until the entire crappy world crumbled to dust.

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tags: @wheneverfeasible 💚 My stranger things fic on AO3

[rafedaddy01]

Summary: Rafe has a little watching kink

Warnings: 18+, sexual acts, p in v, masterbation, watching kink, language

Rafe had a little kink. It was something you weren’t comfortable with in the beginning of your relationship but once you saw how crazy it drove him it turned you on. One night you and topper were getting a little cozy and he suggested going up to his room. The two have hooked up before and it never bothered Rafe, sometimes he would join in. You headed into the room and instantly topper kissed you, sucking on your bottom lip and biting as he pulled back. He tore his clothes off and you did the same. He positioned himself on the bed, head leaning on the pillow as you climbed onto his lap. You straddled him and leaned down for a kiss, running your fingers through his hair and tugging. He groaned and gripped your ass as he kneaded the skin and squeezed. You moaned into his mouth before pulling back. You reached down and grasped his cock, pumping a few times and watching the pre cum leak out. You positioned it to your entrance and sank down. He groaned and threw his head back as you started rocking your hips.

Meanwhile Rafe stood in the door way watching. His cock hardened in his jeans and he palmed himself. You moaned and threw your head back, your eyes landing on Rafes. You smiled and picked up the pace. Riding toppers cock as your boyfriend watched. Your nipples pebbled at the thought. Topper sat up and sucked a nipple into your mouth. “Want to join” you moaned as toppers gaze shifted to Rafes. Rafe smirked ad he strided into the room and shut the door. “I prefer to watch” Rafe said stepping closer and pulling his cock out of his boxers. You giggled as you scanned him over. Topper brought your attention back to him as he gripped your waist and started thrusting up into you. “Fuck!” You moaned out. Rafe groaned on the side of you as he stroked his cock.

“Oh topper! Right there, fuck” you moaned as he flipped you over so he was on top. “You sure you don’t wanna join man? I don’t mind” topper said looking over at Rafe. “Just make her cum” Rafe said keeping his eyes on you. Topper chuckled and directed his attention back to you. He pulled out and you whined “please-“ you said “shh, don’t worry I’ll take care of you” topper said as he gripped his cock and used the tip of his cock to rub circles on your clit. You moaned and whimpered as he teased you. Rafe kept his eyes on you, your chest, as he stroked his cock at a faster pace, groaning every time your mouth opened with pleasure. “Topper, please! I-I n-need to cum” you groaned. Topper pulled back and with one thrust inserted himself back into you.

You moaned out in pleasure as he set a sensual pace, not to fast to get you the release you needed but fast enough to have you moaning and scratching his back. “That’s right, make my girl cum top. She’s begging for it” Rafe groaned as he continued stroking his cock. Topper sped up his thrusts and hit a certain spot in you that had you screaming in pleasure. “Fuck topper, I’m gonna cum. Right there!” You moaned as your eyes held Rafes gaze. You never shifted them as your orgasm washed over your body. Topper followed shortly after and so did Rafe, shooting his load into his hand. You looked over at topper as he leaned down to kiss you. Once he pulled back you turned to see Rafe, but he was gone.

Taglist:

@f4ll-for-you @v21sstuff @rafeysworldim19 @baby19sthings @eventualoptimism @drewstarkeysbae @sevenwivesofrafecameron @rxfecameronsslut @findapenny @r1vrsefx

[shuaboo]

jealous sex with filo!haobin 💋

a/n: this was a request, thank you sm anon! i’m sorry this took so long. i had terrible writers block writing this, hence why it’s not the best! but nevertheless, i hope you enjoy. sorry for the rushed ending, going all the way would make it too long and i have 0 ideas:(

jealousy isn’t an uncommon feeling being with hanbin and hao. people always seem to assume that you’re all just a close group of friends.

that’s exactly what happened today. a guy approached the table during your dinner date, and asked for your number. obviously, you immediately turned down his offer but that didn’t stop your boyfriends from being jealous.

as you got home, they immediately have their hands and lips all over your body. your neck, collarbone, shoulders, tits, ass, everywhere. you’re sandwiched between your two jealous boyfriends, and there’s no other place you’d want to be in.

“should we leave our marks on her? para alam ng mga tao na sa atin lang siya? hm?” should we leave our marks on her? so people know she’s ours? hm?. says hao, who is now leading you to your shared bedroom. “maybe. that way wala nang lalapit na lalaki sa baby natin, isn’t that right?” maybe. that way guys won’t approach our baby anymore, isn’t that right? hanbin replies, now setting you down on the bed.

hao helps you out of your clothes, leaving you bare beneath him and hanbin. “fuck, ang ganda mo, mahal. i can’t blame that guy from earlier for trying to ask you out, sobrang sarap mo tignan.” fuck, you’re so pretty, love. i can’t blame that guy from earlier for trying to ask you out, you’re eye-candy. he says as he stares at you, before attacking your upper body with kisses. he nips and sucks at your neck, leaving dark marks before moving down to your chest and tummy area.

hanbin on the other hand, has his eyes set on your center. he spreads your legs, revealing your wet, glistening pussy to him. “basang basa ka, i can’t wait to taste you.” you’re so wet, i can’t wait to taste you. finally, he goes down on you. he starts by kissing and lightly sucking your clit to stimulate pleasure, before licking a stripe up your slit. “we’re gonna make you cum so many times, you’ll go dumb and only remember us.” he skillfully uses his tongue, entering your hole. he knows how to make you feel good. using both his mouth and hands, he eats you out like you’re his last meal. “f-fuck! hanbin, i’m gonna cum—“ he smirks against your pussy, rubbing your clit harder and abusing your hole with his tongue faster. as you cum, he doesn’t stop. “w-wait! hanbin, tigil stop! sensitive pa ako! i’m still sensitive”

your words go unheard and hao decides to join you once again, stroking his cock in his hand. “shh, pretty. we told you, right? we’re going to fuck you and make you cum until its only our names that you scream and think of. now open up for me.” he slaps his tip on your lip, waiting for you to open up for him. as you open, he slowly pushes his cock in your mouth. he groans at the vibrations your muffled moans bring to his cock, as hanbin continues to lick up and make out with your pussy. “fuck.. i’ll go slow muna. then after, i’ll fuck this pretty throat of yours.”

you look up at him, eyes brimming with tears. he chuckles. “hah, you look like such a slut. hanbin is tongue deep in your pussy while you lay there and take my cock in your mouth.” he grabs a fistful of your hair, making you take more of him. hanbin pulls off your pussy for a second to speak. “but s’okay, because you’re our slut. our pretty doll molded for us to touch, love, and fuck. isn’t that right, hao?” hao smirks, speaking in between his own moans. “f-fuuuck, you- you’re taking my cock so well- of- of course, she’s our pretty girl. prettiest out there— even other dudes want her, but they never will, because she’s all ours. r-right angel?”

you pull of his cock, voice raspy. “y-yes! ‘m all yours… only want you two…” hanbin smiles against your clit, kissing it. and hao pulls your mouth back on his cock. “that’s right. this greedy little slut is only for us to claim.”

to summarize, the pleasure of being claimed by both of your boyfriends is… a lot. they’ll make sure you remember who you truly belong to, with no fail. but that’s fine. because sex is always better when they’re feelin’ particularly possessive and mean <3.

[multifandomworldsposts]

also for kinkmas.... daddykink and spanking or choking with Bradleyyyy 😩😩😩

Day 5 of Kinkmas: Being Rooster’s Bad Girl

KINKMAS ❄️🪩🛷

pairing: Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw x fem!reader

warning: daddykink, blowjobs, spanking, handcuffs, unprotected sex, riding

Y/N’s POV

I get my earrings on my ears and try to adjust my dress until I feel arms around my waist, I turn to see Bradley.

“Can you help me with my tie?” He asks holding his tie.

“Sure Bradley.” I say taking the tie out of his hand and tied his tie.

“Are you gonna behave yourself tonight princess?” He questions.

“Of course daddy.” I pout.

“Good girls get what they want, bad girls don’t.” He whispers in my ear with a deep voice that’ll make me weak.

“I’ll be a good girl baby.” I whisper in his ear.

He gives me a look, a look that says, I don’t believe you.

We go to a restaurant to see some of his friends from the navy, which the restaurant looks gorgeous. I want to tease the living shit out of Rooster, so I touch his leg with mine including touching his crotch. He does this to me ALL the time! So I think I’m gonna do some revenge basically.

I touch his leg with mine, I glare at him, he glares at me, he’s going to kill me in a few minutes. After a while, I slowly grab his crotch, he jumps, Phoenix looks at him in concern.

“Are you okay Rooster?” She questions.

“I’m fine.” He tries to cover his facial expression.

He looks at me with a face saying, you’re dead.

When we got home, I already know, I’m going to get punished.

“I knew you’d do that.” He’s angrily says.

I heavily breathe.

“You were a bad girl.” He rips my dress so my breasts can be exposed.

“You do that to me all the time!” I defend myself.

Bradley gives me the death stare and pushes me up against the nearest wall.

“You want to be punished?” He whispers in my ear in a deep voice.

I whimper.

“Brad-“ I get interrupted by Bradley.

“What’s my name sweetheart?” He whispers again.

“Daddy, I don’t want to get punished.” I say correctly.

“Well then, get down on your knees and suck me off princess.” He demands.

I get on my knees and unzips his pants along with his boxers to see his massive cock waiting for me. I begin to suck, his groans filling my ears, his hand gripping onto my hair, his cum getting into my mouth, and me whimpering, I want him to fuck me so hard so that I won’t be a bad girl ever again.

He lifts my head up to face him and makes me get up.

“You’re still a bad girl honey.” He says.

“What do you want me to do daddy, I rather have you fuck me until you cum inside me.” I pout.

He unzips my dress and sees I have nothing underneath.

“Let’s go to the bedroom, shall we?” He says picking me up and began to spank me.

I scream.

“Count for me baby.” He says still spanking me.

“6!”

“7!”

“8!”

“9!”

“10!”

He lays me down on our bed and undresses himself. I want to touch him, but fuck! I might lose it. He gets handcuffs and locks my hands on our bed backboard, I whimper again.

“I promise I’ll be good daddy.” I whimper.

“Then don’t behave like that again you hear me?” He says straddling my hips.

“I won’t.” I say.

He strokes himself to get cum on my cunt, his moans made me weak, I need him inside me.

“Do you think I don’t need my high heels on?” I asked.

“You’ll look sexy while I fuck the living shit out of you.” He says still pumping cum on my body.

God I wish I wasn’t in handcuffs.

“Daddy just fuck me!” I yell.

He smirks and starts to fuck me. I scream in pleasure, he keeps on going in and out, I wrap my legs around his waist and held him tight so he can be inside me. I scream again, he goes faster which the bed bangs on the wall.

He stops and releases me, I flip us over so I can be on top of him.

“What do you want to do to me daddy?” I hold his chest down.

“I wanna eat you out.” He says.

I make my way to make my cunt to be in his face and begins to eat me out, I moan, I can feel his tongue inside of me doing its job. I feel myself cumming, he licks all the cum and I gasp. I need to be a bad girl more often.

I sit on his waist and says, “You want me to ride you?” I say trying to make my breast look perky.

“You’ve been a good girl. Someone’s waiting for you.” He answers.

I sit on his cock and begin to ride him. He groans fill up the room, he’s so big, bigger than last time. I gasp again. I can feel him cum inside me. He grabs my hips and guides me to go faster, I make him sit up so he could help me. I wrap my legs around him and I continue to ride him once more. Bradley gives me hickeys, which made me moan in pleasure.

“Oh daddy.” I gasp.

“You want me to fuck you again?” He whispers in my ear.

“Just on the carpet next.” I say.

He makes me get off his cock and makes us go on our rug. He fucks me again and I scratch his back which made him go faster. I arch my back and I can feel him kissing my chest. He sucks one of my nipples and makes me sit up, we fuck again.

We lay down on the ground, heavy breathing. That was the best sex I ever had from him.

“I’ll never touch you like I did at the restaurant.” I say out of breath.

“Can we at least do this type of fuck session again?” He says looking at me.

“Bradley, we will but, I won’t touch you like that again.” I repeat myself.

“Just not in public.” He smirks.

[tsumtsumrry]

(based off of an ask i got on my old acc)

She watches Harry step out of bed, stretching his muscles dramatically to rid his body of the heavenly sleep he just woke up from.

Last night had been amazing, for both him and her. He came hard but nothing compared to her, she was screaming, trembling and quite literally losing her mind as he fucked her roughly from behind. He was whispering dirty words into her ears, hitting every single sweet spot and it didn’t help that it was their first proper fuck in ages.

Harry had been traveling a lot lately, making plans for future projects and meeting with future business partners. He plans on taking a semi-long break before his next tour, so securing some small business deals here and there to keep his name circulating were necessary. To say that they’ve missed each other was an understatement. She didn’t even let him sit down before she jumped him.

“Hey hey woah, fuck baby.” he gasped as she clung to him, kissing his neck and unbuttoning his shirt.

Just the night before he had been talking all about how he “missed her sweet cunt so much” and how as soon as he saw her he would wreck her. All she’s doing is speeding up the process a bit.

“Can I take this off?” she asks as his shirt is already half-way off of his back, he nods anyway though.

“What’s gotten into you, you little minx? Hmm?”

“Missed you, H.”

She drops to her knees in front of him, Harry standing there looking at her completely awestruck. Of course he and an incline that she missed him, and of course he missed her too, but he’s figuring out that he had no idea just how much.

She pulls him out just as fast as she lowered herself on her knees and he hisses and the contact on his semi-hard sensitive cock. “Baby, I―shit!” She wraps her lips around him, sucking on his pink tip, relishing in the blurt of precum she receives almost as if it’s an award.

She missed his taste, she missed the way he felt, heavy on her tongue ready to give her everything. She missed the way that his hips bucked into her mouth every so often, no matter how hard he tried to stop it, (she wanted so desperately for him to fuck her mouth, but she’d always been too scared to ask), those heavenly whimpers he would release when she would bury her nose in the small tuft of hair, taking him all the way. She missed it all. And she was gonna take it back.

“Fuck, angel. Feels so good. Y’suck me so well.” He said as he pushed some of her hair away from her face. He wanted to see her face, her pretty lips and gorgeous eyes. She was the only one he wanted on their knees for him after all.

“Harry.” she whispers, pulling off his cock, panting.

“Yeah, baby?” he whispers, reaching his hand down to gently stroke her cheeks.

“Fuck my mouth. Please.” she practically moans out.

“Fuck, babe. Are you sure? Never done that before, I don’t wanna hurt you.”

“I’m sure, H. Please.”

“‘Kay. Fuck.”

He starts off with slow strokes, testing the waters, but when she brings her hand up to fondle with his balls and her other hand the back of his thighs, urging him to go faster, he starts thrusting into her mouth, relishing in the way she moans around his cock.

“Holy fuck.” he moans when he thrusts himself all the way inside of her mouth, holding there and feeling her swallow around him.

He knows if he keeps at it, it won’t be long until he’s cumming so he pulls out of her mouth (much to her dismay).

She’s moving her head, trying to get back to his cock, but he grabs her face, in his hands, forcing her to make eye contact with him, “wanna fuck you baby. Gonna fuck you silly, alright? That okay with you?” He punctuates his statement with a hard, purposeful kiss.

She nods, deliriously almost as if she’s in a trance and Harry picks her up (bridal style, the dramatic twat) and as soon as he was in close proximity to the bed, he threw her on there, smiling at the small giggle she released.

“You look so fucking―shit―sexy? Delectable? I dunno I just wanna ravage you right now.” he rambles, flicking his eyes at every part of her body.

“Ravage me?” she cackles, while Harry rolls his eyes. “I take it you missed me then.”

“So much, angel. Have no idea.”

“Show me then.” she whispers into his ear with her hands tangled in his hair. He swears his eyes nearly roll all the way back into his head.

“Yes ma’am.”

He takes his hand and feels around her heat, trying to see how wet she is and, god, is she wet.

“Jesus fuck, baby. Who’s got you this wet, hmm?”

“You, Harry. You know it’s only you.”

“Mhm. The only one who can make m’girl fucking soaked like this.” He says, sinking a finger into her, earning a pleased moan that he returns with his own satisfied groan.

“And tight too. Think I need to prep you?” he asks her. She’s not even paying attention, though. She’s too lost in the sensations and the dirty slow drawl of his voice.

“Hey, eyes on me.” he stops the movements of his finger, looking for her eye contact.

“Sorry, fuck sorry. Just feels so good.”

“I know baby, gotta keep your eyes on mine though, yeah?”

“Yeah.” she meekly replies.

“Think you’re ready to get fucked?” he rasps, adding another finger inside of her, making sure to curl his fingers and massage that spot inside of her that makes her feel so good.

“Yes, please.”

He pulls his fingers out of her, bringing them up to his mouth and moaning at the taste, “turn over for me. On your hands and knees. Good girl.”

He takes himself in his hands and positions himself at her entrance, prodding at her clit a little bit, gathering up her wetness and teasing her in the process.

“Please, Harry.”

“Remember when I said I was gonna fuck you silly?”

She nods.

“Brace yourself baby.”

He pushes inside of her quickly and harshly, her moaning at the sudden intrusion and him moaning at the comfort of finally being inside of her after what felt like so long.

“Bloody fucking hell, you’re tight. Shit.”

“God, please move Harry.”

“As you wish, angel.” And with that, Harry starts his deep and hard thrusts into her, ripping out moans from her throat that he’d never heard before, an abundance of wetness that he’s sure he’s never felt ― even though he has every time ―and he doesn’t think he’s ever been so turned on.

He takes both her hands in one of his and holds them behind her back, driving into her passionately and roughly at the same time. “You feel so―fuck―so good. Y’have no idea baby.”

“You feel―oh my god― so amazing inside me, Harry. Please don’t―don’t stop. Harder, please harder.”

“Yeah? Want me harder? Want me to fucking ruin you, baby?”

Harry has no idea what’s gotten into him. He’s never gotten this rough during sex, he never thought he was the type, but the way she jumped on him, just awakened something. He’s running on pure lust and love he has for his girl.

“Fuck, yes Harry.”

His thrusts get rougher and both their moans get louder. He’s fucking her so hard and so good that her legs are shaking uncontrollably, and when he brings his hand around her stomach to toy with her clit, she’s a goner. She comes so hard she sees stars, tears falling from her eyes and mind going completely blank.

She’s whispering chants of Harry’s name and the word “yes” over and over and it’s that added with the blissful fucked out expression on her face that sends him racing over the edge. He comes with what he can only describe as a violent ecstasy, the pleasure reaching every part of his body.

“God, fuck. M’coming so much. You make me come so much, angel. Shit.”

He pulls out of her and turns her around immediately moving his vision to the release leaking out of her, “so fuckin’ pretty.”

“Fuck.” she giggles “Came so hard, H.”

“Mmm, so did I” he seals their lips in a kiss, humming at the comfort.

“Not done with you though.” he says with an evil smirk on his face, “wanna eat you out til’ you’re screaming.”

She’s brought back to the present when Harry lets out a wince as he’s stretching, mumbling something about his back.

“Fuck. Give me a massage, honey?” he says in the sweetest voice he can manage.

“What are you? Eighty?” she snickers and Harry frowns.

“‘Scuse me?”

“All I’m saying is, you’re like an senile old man always complaining about your back.” She laughs, but Harry doesn’t find it too funny.

“Didn’t seem to be complaining about my back when I was fucking you until you cried last night, hmm? Think m’back works just fine, love.”

She instantly straightens up at the stern tone in his voice and practically scrambles over her words. “H, I was just joking I didn’t mean―fuck I didn’t―”

“How about that back massage then, hmm?” he says, his expression quickly changing back to neutral and he practically gave his lovie whiplash.

“Sure, H. Lay down.”

“Mmm, thank you.”

[authorautumnbanks]

How To Tame A Sorcerer (75)

His cock is so hard right now he could split this bed in two. “Kagome,” he groans as his head lulls back. His hands fist the sheets. “What are you doing to me?” They will have to replace these sheets when everything is done, because he’s about to rip them to shreds. His fingers tighten around the fabric. Patience is something he has an abundance of except when it comes to her. He tries. Kami knows he tries, but Kagome drives him insane.

Kagome hums, sending vibrations up his cock. Satoru groans again and opens his eyes. Fuck. He didn’t want her on her knees, but denying her wasn’t an option, either. Her soft lips are stretched to their limits, wrapped around his cock like they are made solely for sucking him off. She cups his balls and tugs, not enough to hurt, but enough to have his heart pounding.

“Gome-chan, you’re killing me.” Damn, she looks so pretty like that. His hair is plastered to his forehead. A testament of how much it is taking him to keep calm. His arms shake.

“You can take it,” she teases as she grips him tight with her other hand. She closes her eyes and nuzzles his cock against her cheek as though it is the best thing she’s ever had. Fucking better be. Satoru grits his teeth. He wants—no—needs to touch her. “Ah ah,” Kagome says. “I’m in charge.”

Satoru chuckles. “I’m going to spank that ass until it’s nice and red.” He inhales as her lips wrap around him again. Maybe it’s the eye contact or the way her cheeks concave so hard. The suction alone nearly takes him out. “Shit, baby.” Satoru tilts his head back. “How is this—fuck!” His hips jerk up and when her tongue lies flat against the underside of his cock, he nearly loses it.

Screw it. His control is in shambles. He’s hanging on by a thread. When he comes, it will be inside of her. He wants it leaking out of her. Wants to rub his come into her skin like lotion. Needs her to smell like him. 

His. 

He bites his tongue. Kagome is his. No one else’s.

Kagome laughs. Oh, she thinks this is funny? Satoru grins down at her. “How will this boost my techniques? Not complaining.” He brushes her hair back and then caresses her cheek. “You’re so beautiful.”

She swirls her tongue around the head. The look on her face is one of pure bliss. “This was to help you relax,” she swipes her tongue across her lips and strokes him. “The boost is this.”

What stroking his dick?

“Kagome!” His energy flares right as his hips surge forward, hitting the back of Kagome’s throat. She gags. Oh, fuck him. They should have set up a camera or something so he can listen to the sound of her sucking him off. His energy flares again and the lights go out. “Shit. Shit. Sorry.” His chest rises rapidly. What the hell was that? “Fuck. Come here.” He helps her to her feet and urges her into his lap. She is soft. So soft. He’ll never tire of touching her.

“The lights aren’t coming back on,” Kagome murmurs.

“Don’t need em’.” He kisses her, internally preening at every sigh of contentment that passes from her lips. As nice as they are, he needs to hear her screaming his name. Needs to hear it like he needs oxygen to breathe. “We don’t need the lights. Can see ya just fine,” he says before kissing her again. She tastes like him.

“I wasn’t done, Toru,” she says right before nipping his lips. “So impatient.”

Wasn’t done? His body is on fire. His balls are so heavy and full. He wants to come right now, and she’s telling him she wasn’t done? There’s more? His energy is humming. How is there more?

“Lie back.” She pushes him down. There’s something about her taking control that sends a jolt of electricity up his spine. His Kagome. Taking what she wants.

“Was gonna fuck you sideways,” he says, resting his arms behind his head as he watches her. Kagome bites her lip as she moves her hand down, searching for him.

Ah. He can see, but she can’t see.

“You need help?” he teases.

“I got it.” Kagome’s fingers wrap around his cock. “I don’t need to see to know where your dick is.”

“Mhmm, handful for ya?” Damn it, he has to touch her. He moves his arms and fondles her breasts. “Love these tits.” Satoru flicks his thumbs across her nipples and then tugs. “Love that ass.” He slides his hands down and grips her hips. Heh, he loves everything about her.

“I said I got it,” she huffs out.

“I’m steadying you,” he quips. With his feet planted on the floor and being so close to the edge of the bed, course he wants to steady her. Not that he’d let her fall, but he doesn’t want to take that chance. “Always got you.”

Kagome hums as she lifts up and sinks down on him. “OH!” She chuckles as her breath comes out unsteady. “Every time.”

“Hm?” He swallows as he forces himself to remain still. This is her time. He can hold out a little longer for her.

“You take my breath away every time,” she says with a laugh.

“I might actually die if you don’t fuck me.” Satoru’s nostrils flare. She’s killing him. Staying still is taking a bigger toll than being locked in that prison realm. His energy is fluctuating, and the need is building. Needs to fuck her. Needs to get this energy out. And there’s more? He might not be able to handle it.

Kagome lifts her hips and teases him. “What’s wrong, Satoru? Can’t handle it.” She snaps her hips down and her energy wraps itself around him again.

Fuck!

Something crashes in the distance. Maybe a lamp or a window. He doesn’t know, and he doesn’t care. As long as nothing crashes down on them—on her, then he doesn’t care what breaks in the process.

Kagome stills. “Satoru?”

“Let the world burn. Keep rocking your hips just like that.” The stars could be falling right now. Hell, curses could be swarming the cities in droves. He can’t find it in him to care. Not even a little. Not when Kagome squeezes him just like that. Not when she moans every time she sinks down on his length. “Fuck Gome-chan, you feel so good,” he coos.

This is torture. The way her walls tighten around him, strangling him. It’s torture.

He wants to bend her over and slam into her. Wants her pussy on his tongue. His eyes roll back. That would be good. So good. He loves the way she tastes. Loves the sounds she makes. He should do that. Put them both out of their misery.

“Satoru,” Kagome warns. She lightly scratches his abs.

“I’m being good.”

Kagome hums, and this time, when she pulls off, she doesn’t sink back down. “Don’t you dare,” she says.

She’s edging him. Has to be. Satoru tosses an arm over his face and groans, even though the need to have her is so great he could cry. Kagome’s tongue flicks out, and he sighs. It’s almost enough to placate him.

“Abs do it for ya,” he jokes, moving his arm.

“You’re so big.”

His cock twitches. Maybe it’s the words or the wonderment in her voice, but damn, does that fill him with pride.

Kagome dips her tongue into his belly button and swirls it. She smiles as she continues to tease him. “Really love these abs.”

“Baby, please,” he begs.

“You are so impatient,” she huffs out. Kagome kisses his stomach and then sighs as she leans back. “Is this what you want?” Her hand grips his cock and strokes.

Fucking tease.

“I need to be inside of you.”

She wriggles her nose. “Lights back on.”

“Gome-chan,” he whines. “I don’t control the lights. Besides, I can see for both of us.”

“You caused them to go out,” she grumbles, moving away from him. His hands shoot out to steady her. “You may not need the light, but I do.” She brushes his hands away. Satoru sits up and tilts his head to the side. What is she looking for?

“You need the light because?”

“I can’t tie you up if I can’t see,” she mutters.

Tie him up?

“Gome-chan, come on,” he pleads. His cock is so hard it hurts. “I’ll be good.”

“Promise?” She opens the nightstand drawer and feels around. Satoru groans. He doesn’t want to lie to her, and he’s not sure if he can promise to be good when he wants to touch her. “Satoru.”

“Okay. Okay. You can tie me up.” He spikes a hand through his hair and gets up. “I’ll grab my phone.” Damn. Her ass is right there. Satoru grins.

Smack!

“Satoru!”

“I’m not tied up yet,” he quips. Satoru bites his lip and then sinks down to his knees. “Just a taste, yeah?” He wraps an arm around her waist and flicks his tongue against her lips. Oh, she tastes like heaven. He sheathes his tongue inside of her. If he could, he’d live here. He’d keep his tongue inside of her for the rest of their days if he could. Nothing compares to the sweetness of her wetness on his tongue. Kagome moans and arches her back, pushing her ass back against him. He slides a finger, followed by another, and fingers her as he laps at her puffy lips. “Love you so much, Gome-chan.”

“Satoru!” she gasps. Almost there. He’s got her right where he wants her. “I’m going to—ah!”

He’s drowning. Drowning in her taste. Ribbons of come drip from her and coat his chin. Another one. He needs to give her another one. Her energy wraps around him again and he swears it tugs on him like she’s giving him a supernatural hand job.

“Coat my face, just like that,” he praises. “My Kagome. That’s it.” He could get drunk off her. His energy flares again and the lights flickers for a few seconds before staying on.

“Bed,” Kagome moans. “Get on the bed.”

“You’re serious about tying me up?” He pulls back and eyes her ass. His mouth waters. Oh, he’s going to do it. Satoru kisses the right cheek and then bites it.

“Satoru!”

“Always wanted to take a bite out of you,” he jokes. Kagome looks over her shoulder and gives him a look that falls flat. She’s going for serious, but she looks so fucked out of her mind that he can’t see anything but pleasure. “Sorry, sorry,” he says as he kisses the bite mark. Satoru stands and kisses her shoulder. He rocks his hips and cradles her stomach with his hand. “Could make us both happy. Just gotta bend over.” He nips her ear and smirks at the inhale of breath. “Come on Gome-chan, ya know you want it.” He slides his cock between her thighs and groans.

Torture.

This is torture.

“On the bed, Satoru,” Kagome says as she turns around. Satoru pouts. Damn, she is serious about this. “Now, Toru.”

He sighs, exaggerating the motion as he moves away from her and climbs on the bed. “Those aren’t going to hold me,” Satoru points out as he crosses his arms over his chest. Kagome quirks a brow and holds up the blue rope.

“Sure, they will.” She throws one leg over his waist. “Hands together.”

Satoru bites back the grin. Fine, he’ll humor her. He holds out his hands together and then blinks. “Have you done this before?”

“Nah, but you get kidnapped enough times, you pick up certain things.”

“Kagome.”

“Shush.” She leans forward and takes the other end of the rope and loops it through the headboard. Satoru swallows. Her tits sway in front of his face. He leans forward right as she leans away. “Okay, try it.”

“I was trying to,” he grumbles as he gives the bindings a tug. Huh. He tugs again, but no luck. Satoru wets his lips. “Binding vow on these restraints?” His stomach tightens.

Kagome chuckles as she reaches around and grips him. “All me.” She moves back and sinks down on him. “All mine.”

He clenches his fingers. The helplessness is killing him. He wants to touch her. Kagome bites her bottom lip as she lifts her hips. She stares at him, and he swears with one look she could take his soul. “Baby, don’t tease me.” So, what if he’s begging? He’s not ashamed. “Gome-chan.”

“Try not to take the lights out this time,” Kagome says, slamming her hips down. Her power seeps into his body. Overflowing.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. He doesn’t know where his begins or when hers ends. Their energy intermingles, and the overstimulation sends his body into hyper drive. He comes with a shout and nearly breaks the headboard from how hard he tugs on the restraints.

Bang! Crash!

The lights go out. His vision goes black. His body is hot.

“Satoru.” Kagome laughs. Her nipples brush against his chest. “We’re not done.”

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A/N: Happy Sunday! They'll need another room after this. Sorry for not answering any questions this update. Fanfiction is currently down, so I can't see them at the moment and I didn't want to put off this update. It's my anniversary and we're going to check out a new Korean BBQ spot. Promise to answer questions next update!

Take care! Have a wonderful Sunday and a wonderful week. Get plenty of rest tonight and make sure to drink lots of water. And take your vitamins! Make sure to fill your well.