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thestarfishinjootsoffice · 6 months ago

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Old writing especially on Bo's and then Vincent's part. I realised that I was writing as if their s/o showcased their strength during later on into their relationship in the first three slashers, apologies.

A/n: I am no longer writing for Hannibal or any hannibal characters as I myself have forgotten my own perspective of them.

Slashers x reader who's stronger than them but doesn't look like it!

Warnings: blood and death on the ghostface duos part, very slight mentions of nsfw. But mostly fluff.

Slashers in this: Bo sinclair, Vincent sinclair and Thomas Hewitt, Michael Myers, Billy Loomis and Stu Macher (poly)

Relationship: romantic!!

It clawed at his ego, he's a pretty mean bastard and you know it 🫵.

He first thought of you as the most fragile and weakest person ever (and cutest), I mean, could you even lift a pot half filled with water?

Undoubtedly he used this assumption to 'help you' or more so at times tease you. He loves seeing your reactions and most definitely not because you're so small and kind to him, pfff of course not.

He just absolutely loves lifting you up and over his shoulder and he's definitely an ass guy. He loves ogling and smacking your ass but he won't get to that level until many many months later on. But he's still going to stare.

“Oh Bo, I think there's a rabbit under the truck!” You exclaimed to Bo as you noticed something white and moving below.

"An animal? *sighs* hold on, I'll get rid of that p-" He suddenly loses his ability to formulate words as he witnesses you lift the goddamn fuckin truck with one arm, and indeed there was a rabbit underneath.

“*gasp* it's so cute!” Bo cannot believe what he just saw. Damn, he gotta stop smoking so much it's messing with his brain. He's just staring at you as you pet the timid rabbit with your 'scrawny' arm.

He must admit he does fantasize about you lifting him up and shit, or topping him in bed. Whatever he's feeling that day, and he would rather swallow sand than ever admit that last part.... But y'know if you're up for it-

His cocky and prideful attitude seemingly making an apparent change, he would hold a cup or item you need above your head with a shit eating grin watching you get frustrated with him. Or when he would make jabs about you being too weak to lift three chairs at a time and would offer to help you. (So he could walk beside you.) But now... He still fucking makes jabs at you being weak, just to fuck with you even though he knows it's far from the truth. He loves making you seem like the little helpless princess and him being the asshole shining knight in armor.

You wouldn't mind tho would you? It's a win-win, you get to spend more time with your boyfriend and he gets to spend time with his girlfriend.

Vincent

So gentle and caring with you. He's gentle and caring with whoever he is with but your size just makes him think one wrong move and he's accidentally breaking your arm. And cause of this he can't help but be a worry wart at times and way too protective. Not budging even if you reassure him you're perfectly capable of doing something that requires strength.

During one of the dark evenings you walk with your lover in the forest, the side of the forest where there isn't roadkill so that you can breathe without torturing your nostrils. And finding some fire wood to spend the next dark hours star gazing and ranting to him while the sound of the fire crinkling and burning the wood serves as a nice background music.

Every step you take you hear the crunch of the dead leaves get crushed under your foot, both of you holding your flashlights. You have the warm and slightly calloused hand of your Vincent holding yours affectionately as his thumb brushes against the back of your hand and knuckles, gently tracing over and feeling the ridges and bumps.

You notice some fallen bark and shine your flashlight on it. "Vinny, look there's some firewood over there!" You exclaimed and shined your flashlight elsewhere, looking around more until you had shined it directly on a tree right in front of you that was occupied by a scary looking arachnid, its front limbs moving in a sluggish and relaxed fashion.

You let out a startled yelp and out of instinct your fist went to swing at the spider who somehow successfully managed to not get hit in the nick of time. This also startled your boyfriend who looked worriedly at you, his eyes scanned over to see that you were.. Fine! But the tree you punched wasn't. It has a big dent in it while the flesh of wood was cracked and damaged severely around the impact along with many splinters.

"I'm so sorry Vincent! There was a spider and I got scared!"

He almost let out a breath of relief knowing it wasn't anything serious but he can't get his eyes and mind off the injured tree. Did you... seriously do that? He gently took your hand and examined it, it seemed perfectly fine except for redness, light bleeding and a couple splinters on your knuckles.

He slowly raised one of his hands, pointing towards the punched tree. 'Did you do that?' Is what's probably going through his head. You chuckled sheepishly and nodded in confirmation. He sighed. For now, he'll worry about your fist.

Does this interaction change how he treats you?... Kind of. He isn't too pushy as he was since he now knows how capable you are of handling yourself but there's still that feeling in him, something that gnaws at his inner core for him to help you. He wants to feel useful and to serve you in any way he can, so...please let him dote over you still..? (Of course you will, you can't say no to him.)

If you want to pick him up he'll entertain you, though he'll be extremely flustered and giddy about it. He likes this way more than he should (in his opinion). How comical is it? He's a large 6'1 grown man being carried princess style by his tiny s/o. Despite all this, he still hopes you need him as much as he needs you.

Thomas

Trust me when I saw it really took Thomas by surprise. He's a really big guy and you say this little thing is stronger than him? Oh please, humor him after dinner.

He's a busy man with a lot on his plate, and you seemingly looking like the most harmless person in the world doesn't help, he constantly feels like he has to tend to you and supervise you from a certain officer.

Will usually not allow you to help him when he's working, it depends. He feels guilty letting yourself get caught up with all this but if you insist he'll gladly accept the extra hand with honest gratitude. But generally- 'Back away honey, you might get dirty.' Is what he wishes he could say.

In his eyes you're a saint, an angel. Made perfectly to fit in the space between his thighs he's sitting down and there's no flaw in the way his large hands cups your cheeks with those pretty eyes of yours staring into his – no room for mistake or complain. You're adorable.

The first time he allowed you to help him you admire your handsome behemoth of a lover chopping wood. Appreciating the rolled up sleeved that gave you a good view of his arms, his muscles flexing as he brought the axe down – after he was done with the first small batch of logs you hurried to grab the others.

Tommy watched with amusement and adoration before shifting his weight to help you but stopped as you started walking towards him five logs resting effortlessly in your arms. It didn't even seem to faze you as if it was just you were only a bunch of baby ducks.

Tommy watched in silence as you laid them out on the table, still kind of processing it before nodding his head in gratitude and resuming to chopping them up. He'll bring this up later, maybe. For now he'll focus on getting his work done and spending more with you, and your soft words.

He doesn't really care if you're stronger than him or not, as long as you love him and don't try to run away it's all good. If you want he'll stop trying to do everything for you even though he knows you don't need any assistance – he's so used to working around the house he feels restless not doing anything at all.

If you want to carry him, do it. He's all yours but please do it in private he won't be able to handle the embarrassment if his family sees it. And although he prefers to be the dom he doesn't mind it if you wanna take charge every once in a while and throw him around.

Plus, it creates something pleasantly warm in his stomach.

Michael.

He thinks he's going insane. (He already has.)

He's Michael Myers, the most ruthless killer Illinois has ever seen for the past decades. And you're saying this small creature that he's inhabited has greater strength than him... Yeah, no.

And then he sees you picking up three bodies out of the house with your bare hands while cleaning up the evidence of his the murder he left, quietly observing you. He won't admit it but it kind of irks him. He's supposed to be the one with power in this relationship and quite frankly he doesn't know the true extent to your power.

He warms up to it eventually – although it's more of he doesn't give a fuck anymore. You're not completely weak and helpless? Great, he doesn't have to worry about you as much. Key word: as much. He still does worry a lot when you're out for long hours – he's not worried you're injured or in danger (not anymore) but more as in you're not leaving him, right? Or ratting him out to the police?

Do not ever attempt to pick him up or anything even remotely close to that unless you want a glare from those void, soul-less eye sockets of his mask Or if you want a love tap on the head and cheek. If you give him enough guilty smiles and let go of him he'll let you off the hook. if not, bear the consequences. (They don't even do anything anyways, lmao)

He feels so incredibly annoyed when you start treating him like a child, telling him to go sit down or lie down in bed after he pulled a few all nighters and the fact you successfully manage to pull him back into bed: God dammit, why the hell are you even so strong and you're so small!? Grumpily he does stay put but only if you're with him too.

A man feared by hundreds, if not thousands because of the sheer power and mercilessness he leaves in trails of every step he takes in public... And then there's you, you're half his size and you have more control over him than he'd like. He'd never kill you though, not intentionally, but that will also most likely not happen.

Speaking of killing, don't think he won't murder someone if they attempt to hurt you and gets their ass kicked by you anyways. You attack, he lands the finishing blow. Don't protest, he won't listen.

Billy n' Stu

They're both pretty lean so you can believe it, if not for your given figure. They both adore it, so who cares? Billy and Stu will, eventually.

It was in the heat of the moment, you tell yourself but you remember in vivid detail the day where you saw the bloody escaping victim running towards you – adrenaline pumping in your veins, your mind immediately went into fight mode and swung a fist at their skull. You remember the sickening crunch as blood slowly pooled from their fractured cranium when they lifelessly fell down to the floor.

They first helped you with the lingering guilt first before Stu started annoying you.

''Can you punch me like that next but with a bit less-''

"No!"

Alright, no worries but now he's asking you to lift him up to reach things that he does not need help on. Maybe even just carry him and run around the house. (Don't be fooled, he just wants to be carried around like a child again.) Fluttering his eyelids at you and holding up a jar of pickles. 'Y/n, I can't get this to open!' Yes he can.

Billy, although tries to act neutral but can't help but let his thoughts wander. 'Wow... Strong girl... Can choke me...' He thinks to himself as he watches you and Stu. Not as if he'd ever admit that. He pretends he's disinterested in getting in your arms - no, he just doesn't wanna embarrass himself. But if you persist he'll begrudgingly agree. He indeed liked it.

Stu obviously takes a positive reaction, he loves getting dominated. You can take that however you like. Billy on the other hand feels conflicted, if he's not stronger than you then how will he stop you if you try to leave them or plan to rat them out? Assuming this is during the beginning of your relationship. But overtime the more he takes a good look at your face those thoughts will slowly drown away, there's no way you would, right?

The slashers will probably swoon if you agree to help them place the bodies where they want them to, like hanging them in the trees or something.

Billy keeps it more lowkey. Preferring to keep you in his lap and rest his chin on top of your head. Stu takes your strength to his advantage. When he gets drunk he'll whine and ask you to carry him to bed, and take his socks off. Annoying fuck but you love him either way. And Billy too.

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heartsforvin · 1 year ago

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SILENT TREATMENT

this is for my girl @forevergirlposts LOVE YOU BAE 😫(bit of a continuation to pranks, but that can be read as a stand-alone, this just mentions them in the car as if the last bits of the imagine (when they’re stargazing) didn’t happen !!)

pairing; vinnie hacker x fem!reader

warnings; smut, oral (fem receiving), orgasm denial, use of toys, use of pet names (baby, princess, etc), praise kink, degradation kink, thigh riding, unprotected p in v, slapping, spitting, vinnie being his own warning + him kinda being a dick, cussing, if i missed anything lmk!

summary; you give vinnie the silent treatment after an argument, earning you your own kind of treatment in return

sitting at a red light, vinnie turns his gaze to you, wondering if you’re ever gonna speak up.

“you gonna tell me why you’re acting like this?” he asks you, you look over with your arms crossed, glaring at him.

not replying, you turn your gaze back to the window you were looking out at before vinnie spoke up.

the light turns green and you two are on your way across the intersection, still not speaking.

you thought apologizing to him would help, but clearly it just made him more angry.

it was a harmless prank, you thought. clearly not to vinnie, though.

coming to another stop a few miles up the road, vinnie glances in your direction again, you try not to look a him, keeping your eyes on the window as you wait for the light to change.

he mutters something under his breath, gaining your attention, you look over at him and his eyes are on the road.

“that seemed to get your attention.” he says while keeping his gaze fixated on the road in front of you.

you roll your eyes. “well hearing my boyfriend call me a bitch isn’t exactly what i wanna hear.” you reply.

vinnie smirks but quickly changes the expression to a blank stare. the light turns green again and soon the car is filled with silence.

the blonde had stopped at a gas station on the way back to his place. once in the lot, he parked the car and asked if you wanted anything.

you didn’t reply, not having anything else to say. vinnie rolled his eyes and stepped out of the car, slamming the door behind him which resulted you to jump, not expecting the sudden impact.

five minutes later he returns and the two of you are soon on your way back to vinnie’s house.

once again, the ride is silent, the only noise heard his some song vinnie had put on, you not caring what it was.

finally, you pulled in the driveway and vinnie had turned off the car. grabbing his things, he opened the door but faced you. “are you just gonna sit there and pout like a baby or are you gonna come inside?” he asked.

waiting a moment for a reply, he scoffed when you ignored him again. vinnie climbed out of the car and shut the door behind him.

standing in front of the car, he waited for you, since it was the respectful thing to do. even if he was extremely pissed off at you.

“whatever,” he muttered, walking inside the home. once inside, he closes the door behind him and was met with his roommates.

saying a quick ‘hello’ vinnie then made his way to his room, shutting the door behind him and then taking his shoes off.

he put his things down on his desk and then laid on his bed, wondering how long you’d stay out in his car pouting like a child.

twenty minutes later he heard his door quietly open. lifting his gaze from his phone to his bedroom door, he saw you walk in with a slight smile on your face.

“wipe that fucking smile off your face,” he said sternly, making you huff.

you ignored him and just walked to his bathroom. a few moments later you walked out in one of vinnie’s tee’s and some shorts. you made your way to sit at his gaming chair, not wanting to be near him.

“so, you gonna tell me why you decided to start an argument and then give me the silent treatment,” vinnie started, propping himself up on his bed by his elbows. “or am i gonna have to fuck it out of you?”

you couldn’t help but blush and clench your legs together at the thought of vinnie taking his aggression out on you. it wasn’t often he did it, so when he did, you knew you were in for it.

you heard your boyfriend chuckle lowly, noticing the blush on your cheeks and how you pushed your legs together.

“pretty girl likes that idea, huh?” he teases, knowing he’s getting you riled up.

vinnie gets up from his bed and walks over to you, grabbing you by the waist to lift you up. he sits on his gaming chair, making you now sit on his lap.

feeling the prominent boner in his grey sweats, you decide to tease him. why not, right? you already pissed him off, why not do it some more.

wiggling your ass against him, vinnie groans into your neck, gripping your hips roughly.

“killin’ me, princess.” he says, evident strain in his voice.

you smirk at him, leaning in to kiss him but he pulls away. “nuh-uh,” he says, placing his finger on your lips. “only good girls get kisses.” he tells you with a smile spread across his face.

pouting once again, you cross your arms, just wanting to kiss your boyfriend. you start to get off his lap but vinnie pulls you back down.

straddling his thigh now, you squirm around, trying to get rid of the ache in between your legs.

vinnie smiles as he tucks a strand of your hair behind your ear, kissing your temple softly.

that’s the most physical contact you’ve gotten tonight, besides the current situation you two are in.

“wanna be a good girl for me?” he whispers, leaving kisses along your neck, making you even more wet than you already are.

all you can reply with is an ‘mhm’ which sounded more than a moan than an actual response.

smirking, vinnie wraps his arms around you so his hands are on your as, he squeezes gently, making you move a bit on his thigh.

“you were such a brat today, don’t know if you deserve it.” he says, making you whine.

“i’ll be good, swear.” you tell him, giving him the innocent look he loves so much.

grinding against his thigh, you can’t help but let a noise slip, making you bite your lip, not wanting vinnie to hear.

he had, though, and that lead to a smack against your ass. “get off on my thigh, baby,” he says lowly.

whining, you move against him, loving the pleasure it’s giving you. “such a dirty girl, getting herself off by just my thigh. you want it so bad, don’t you, huh?”

you grip at his shoulders to steady yourself, vinnie smiles at you as he grips your hips, helping you relive the ache.

that soon ends though. he abruptly stops you and removes you from his leg, walking you backwards to his bed and pushing you onto it.

“you thought i’d go easy on you? let you get your way?” he laughs, pulling his sweats down and throwing them in the room somewhere.

you nod your head, kind of hoping he would. vinnie chuckles as he smiles at you. you whine as you look at his boner wanting to be free of his boxers.

meanwhile, you find it extremely unfair since your still in his baggy t-shirt and shorts. he sees you lift your hips and pull the shorts off, a smirk plastered on his face.

once your shorts are off you hear vinnie audibly gasp at the sight in front of him.

this wasn’t your guys’ first time, not in the slightest. every time he saw you like this though, he couldn’t help but be mesmerized.

“so gorgeous, princess.” he compliments you, making you blush and hide your face in your shoulder.

vinnie goes soft on you for a moment, his once aggressive demeanor now a more calm one.

hooking his index finger under your chin, he lifts up your chin so you can look at him. he smiles and gives you what you’ve been waiting for.

the kiss isn’t rough nor fast paced, it’s slow and passionate.

once the two of you are separated, it’s like that kiss never happened and he wasn’t just giving you the most loving touches in the world.

“lay on your back,” is all he says before crawling up on the bed and being mere inches away from where you’ve been needing him most.

looking up at you, he stares at you coldly before asking, “can i take these off, sweetheart?” tugging at the waistband of your panties.

nodding, you have the biggest grin on your face, finally getting what you’ve been wanting. vinnie slowly pulls your panties down your legs and tosses them somewhere in his room.

lowering himself, he lays with his chest on the bed while his mouth his oh so close to your dripping core.

before giving you exactly what you want, vinnie rubs your clit ever so slowly, teasing you and making you squirm away from him.

he roughly pulls you back by your ankles, not even giving you another second to process anything before his mouth is on you.

another whine escapes your lips the second you feel his mouth on you. you grip at the sheets, loving the feeling.

“mhm, vin.” you moan out, the feeling of him sucking on your clit becoming too much to handle.

you feel like you can cum any second, squeezing your legs around his head, you hear vinnie moan into you, causing vibrations all over.

letting go with a loud sound, vinnie looks up at you with pure lust, you can see the wetness on his chin and that just makes you more needy.

“such a pretty pussy,” he says, smacking you gently which only makes you whimper in response. “you like that? like it when i smack your pussy like that, baby?”

biting your lip, you let out a loud moan when he does it again, making vinnie chuckle in return. “doin’ so good for me, sweetheart.” he praises, only making it worse for you.

you know the ‘innocent’ act from him won’t last long. well, however innocent he can get while eating you out.

you were cut off from your thoughts when you felt vinnies middle finger enter you, a groan erupting from him.

sucking on your clit again, he pumps his finger in and out of you at a fast pace, making you arch your back slightly as you grip the sheets.

“f-fuck, vin, feels so good.” you moan out, looking down at him with lust filled eyes.

detaching his lips from you, he adds another finger, circling your clit with his thumb to help you get close to the edge.

“mm close,” you whine out, gripping the boys hair below you.

right before you’re about to let go, vinnie pulls away from you, smirking as he licks his fingers clean.

“what the fuck?” you ask, lifting yourself up on your elbows to look at him. “why’d you stop?”

standing up, you can clearly see the visible boner in his boxers, making you close your legs.

he looks at you for a moment with his arms crossed, almost as if he’s studying you. feeling small under his gaze, you bring your arms up to cover yourself.

vinnie doesn’t answer, instead, he goes over to one of the bedside tables and pulls it open.

pulling out the toy, you immediately shake your head. “no, no, no.” you say, tears brimming your eyes.

vinnie climbs back on the bed and pushes you on your back again, he smiles at you as he brings the vibrator to your clit, turning it on to the second highest setting.

“mm, vinnie,” you moan out, trying your best to not close your legs in on him.

the pleasure soon gets to be too much, seeing as he’s upped the vibration to the second to last setting.

you grip the sheets and bite your lip, knowing if you didn’t, everyone would be able to hear you.

vinnie knew you were close and took the toy away from you, making you roll your eyes.

he chuckles as he tosses the toy to the side, forgetting all about it. vinnie moves his hands up your body and stops once he reaches your tits, squeezing them roughly through your shirt.

“fuck, baby,” he says, rubbing your nipples through your shirt. “so sensitive, are we?”

lifting your shirt, he can clearly see just how sensitive you are, one little movement from him and you’re squirming.

vinnie leans down to suck on your tits, leaving evident marks on them as he does. he moves his mouth to your left one, taking your nipple in his mouth as he massages the right.

“mm, more,” you say, loving the feeling of his mouth on your chest.

vinnie hums in response, not giving you what you want in the slightest.

moving down your body, he leaves kisses all down your stomach to your thighs.

vinnie looks up at you and you can’t help but smile, even if you aren’t going to be able to walk tomorrow morning.

“get that fuckin’ smile off your face,” he growls at you. “you know what’s gonna happen?” he asks.

you shake your head as you look up at him with puppy dog eyes. “i’m gonna fuck this pretty pussy of yours, and you’re gonna take it like a good girl.” the blonde explains.

this expression towards you was blank. he said the most filthy words to you with such a serious tone and an almost blank stare.

“can you say it for me, pretty?” vinnie asks as he kisses the inside of your thigh.

you squirm at the feeling of his lips on your skin. “i’m your good girl, vin.” you tell him.

he smiles and kisses your lips the second those words leave your mouth. the next thing you know his boxers are off and he’s pulling you closer to him.

“can i take this off?” he asks, tugging on your (his) shirt.

you nod your head frantically, wanting nothing more than the shirt off and for him to be inside of you.

vinnie finally pulls your shirt off and tosses it to the ground, leaving you both completely naked to each other.

he can’t help put kiss you, you just look too irresistible for him not too. although he is mad at you for the silent treatment you’ve given him all night, he can’t help but go soft on you and treat you as if you’re something so fragile.

“scoot up on the bed for me, baby.” vinnie whispers against your lips.

you pull away from the boy and move up to the headboard, laying your head against a pillow. you smile and bite your lip as you watch your boyfriend crawl on the bed closer to you.

once he reaches you, he gives you a quick kiss before placing his hands on either side of you to steady himself.

without a warning, he pushes himself into you with a groan, setting a steady pace. as his thrusts become deeper, so does the physical contact from him.

“yeah you like that, princess?” he asks, you can’t help but moan at the feeling. “like it when i fuck this pretty pussy, baby?”

vinnie smirks as you moan out his name, he watches as your eyes roll back in pleasure. “eyes on me, princess.” he tells you as he smacks your tits roughly.

grabbing onto vinnie’s hair, you pull it when he hits a particularly good spot, moaning as you do so. “vin, please.”

you open your eyes but soon close them once again when you feel the harsh smack on your chest.

vinnie grabs your face and makes you look at him as he keeps his pace fast. “open your mouth for me, sweetheart.”

opening your mouth, vinnie leans in closer and let’s a string of spit enter. “swallow.” is all he says. you do, and he smiles.

“good girl.” he praises. you grip his shoulders and buck your hips, meeting his thrusts.

“that’s it, baby. fuck yourself on my cock,” vinnie says with a moan followed after. “that’s it, doing so good.”

you feel that knot in your stomach tighten as vinnie’s thrusts become deeper. he could tell you were close, wanting to tease you, he thought about stopping, but he decided not to.

“come on baby, cum on my cock,” he grunts, his pace becoming faster. “ be a good girl for me.”

with a few more harsh thrusts from him, you’re moaning out his name as you come down from your high.

vinnie follows soon after, kissing you on the forehead once he catches his breath.

he stays inside of you for a minute, loving the feeling. laying down on your chest, you wrap your arm around him.

“maybe i should give you the silent treatment more often.” you tell your boyfriend.

he brushes some hair out of your face and kisses you passionately. “if i get to fuck you like that, then be my guest.” he replies with a smile.

kissing you one last time, he pulls out of you and the two of you get dressed, walking downstairs and acting as if your boyfriend didn’t just fuck you so good.

although everyone knew the minute you made your way into the living room, getting an earful from vinnie’s roommates.

vinnie comes up behind you and leans into you, kissing your neck. “don’t listen to them, they’re just jealous i get to have you.”

lil surprise (: i hope you all enjoyed, everyone say thank you to dakota ( @forevergirlposts) for commenting under my most recent imagine n puttin this idea in my head , ILY <333 and i hope you loved it 🩷

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musevinnie · 3 months ago

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ᴄᴀʙɪɴ ɴɪɢʜᴛꜱ - ᴠɪɴɴɪᴇ ʜᴀᴄᴋᴇʀ

Description : You and Vinnie have been best friends for a long time. The friend group decided to plan a little getaway to a cabin. And after a little game of truth or dare things come to light.

Warning: smut. p in v. unprotected sex. breeding kink. dirty talk. finishing inside. fingering

a/n- haven't proofread it

Okay Vinnie your turn, truth or dare. One of the friends, Justin called out to him. He thought for a moment and took a swing of his beer.

"You know what, hit me with it. I pick Truth." he said taking another chug of the beer.

Justin smirked to himself known what exactly he was doing. He knows Vinnie has feelings for you. So he just wants Vinnie to finally confess because he's tired of hearing; "isn't y/n so pretty", "do you think we will make a good couple", "what would our kids look like".

It was sickening.

"Okay Vinnie Boy. Name the person of the you are in love with."

Vinnie eyes widen! And you quickly turned your head and look at Vinnie.

"WHAT! You are in love with someone and haven't told me anything. I thought we told each other everything?"

Vinnie face was turning bright red and got up. "Im done playing this stupid game"

And with that Vinnie went into his room he was staying at in the cabin. Everything got quiet and the vibes went down. You quickly got up and followed Vinnie into the room where he vanished into.

You saw him sitting on the edge of the bed, You closed the door and sat down next to him. "Hey what was that about?"

Vinnie was not looking at you. "Nothing it was a stupid game and a stupid question."

He runs a hand through is hair. "I just didn't expect Justin to call me out like that okay. It's embarrassing, he knows that I love-"

You took a deep breath, you've always loved Vinnie ever since you both were in high school. You know you should be happy for him but the thought of him loving someone else breaks your heart.

You move a few curls outta his face. "Who is she?" you smiled. Still wanting to support him over anything.

Vinnie took a deep breath and looked at you. "She the girl I been in love with since high school. The same girl I think about before going to sleep and the girl I think about waking up. My best friend. The girl I see myself marrying and having kids with."

Happy tears fill your eyes and Vinnie captures your lips on his. "I love you y/n, I love you so much."

You tackled him and kissed him back making you both fall back on the bed. Vinnie smiled into the kiss. You prepped little kisses all over his face.

"I love you too Vinnie"

Vinnie moved on top of you not breaking the kiss. It started slow and passionate. Both of you feeling a rush of emotion after hiding how you both feel for each other only for you both to have the same feelings for each other.

Vinnie's hands start to roam your body. Without a second thought vinnie pulls down your skirt. You let out a moan. Vinnie lets out a chuckle and kisses you again.

"Baby you gotta be quite wouldn't want others to know how desperate you are for my cock"

You try to hold in a moan. Vinnie is just admiring and worshiping your body. In one swift move he hooks his fingers to your panties pulling them off.

He starts kissing your thighs, you letting out another moan.

"Baby, I will stop if you cant keep quiet." he teased

You bit into the sheet, getting frustrated with his teasing.

Vinnie takes off the last of your remaining clothing and kisses your stomach.

"Don't be impatient baby I'm want to worship this sexy little body of yours until you're screaming my name."

Vinnie was about to continue until he realized something.

"Shit babe I don't have a condom maybe Justin-"

You pulled him into a kiss. "And who says we need one?"

He starts attacking your neck leaving love bites and hickeys.

"Baby girl once we cross this line we wont be coming back. This means you are mine and mine alone."

In the blink of an eyes Vinnie was now fully nude too.

He starts kissing down your stomach stoping at your inner thigh. "Can't wait to taste every inch of you" Without a warning he enters to fingers into you.

"This sweet little cunt is all mine" He removes his finger and put them in your mouth.

"Vinnie stop teasing I need you now." you moan

"Such an impatient little thing aren't we? But only because you are my good girl you can have this dick now."

He positioned himself at your entrance and started rubbing the tip of his thick cock against your folds. At this point you both didn't care if the others heard you were a moaning mess.

"That's it princess take my cock like a good girl let everyone hear your pretty little moans." He praised you as he kept thrusting. He groan as he felt you clenching around him.

Your moan kept getting louder. "Baby I wont be able to hold in it any longer."

"Come for me baby girl, show me how much you love this big dick stretching out your tight little cunt."

That was your breaking point and you felt your orgasm rip through you making Vinnie follow right after.

You thought that was the end but it wasn't at least not for Vinnie. He kept going. "So pretty baby, letting me come in you. Is the thought of carrying my child getting you off?"

He picked up his pace. "Yes Vinnie, omg yes." You felt your next orgasm not too far behind.

"That's it babygirl. My good pretty girl" His thrusts were getting deeper. "Soon you'll be carrying my child no baby you will be carrying OUR child."

One final thrust and he releases his hot seed deep in you. Vinnie falls back on the bed and pulls you closer and kissing your head. Both of you feeling content and happy with what went down.

After a few minutes of coming back to earth you both are giggling and stealing a few kisses. Vinnie picking you up bride style to take you to the bathroom for a much needed bubble bath.

Until you hear a knock on the door. Only to hear Justin's voice from the other side. "Ya so can I be god father of mini vinnie or mini y/n?" he laughed.

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visualbutterflysworld · 11 months ago

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Forgive me? | Vhackerr

When reader and Vinnie get into a bad argument things seem to take a turn for the worse when vinnie says something he shouldn’t. Could this be the end or could this just become the beginning of a true relationship?

I low key had a dream about this type of scenario like years ago and randomly thought of it so :P also probably sloppy writing

“That’s so fucking stupid!” Vinnie screams at me. Vinnie and I had been dating for about 5 months now. We usually don’t fight. I mean not like this. We were fighting about us and what we were. If I said me and him were just friends he’d flip but if I’d ask to post about us he’d deflect.

“It’s not! You should understand about how I feel! I just want the world to know about us! That’s it!” I scream. “Yeah, because you want your fifteen minutes of fame! Such a fucking leach like everyone else!” Vinnie yelled back. I stand there with disbelief. He for real just said that.

Vinnie huffs before he realizes what he has said. “Y/n-” “No, fuck you, Vincent! You think I’m with you because you’re some fucking celebrity?! I’m with you because I love you! Because I love you more than I love myself! More than life itself! I was willing to wait till you were ready but I’m sick of waiting! I’m sick of feeling like I’m some fucking monster that you have to keep hidden from the world but, you know what, since you think that poorly on my character then we shouldn’t let the world know! We shouldn’t let the world know that we had any sorta of connection because we’re fucking done!” I scream at him. I quickly grab the rest of my stuff before heading towards the door.

“I’ll have somebody come get the rest of my shit. Please fuck off you entitled dick!” Is the last thing I shout before slamming the door. The rest is a blur. One minute I’m in the hallway of his building and next I’m sitting on my bathroom floor crying my heart out to my mom.

“Honey, I’m sure he didn’t mean it. I’ve seen the way he looks at you. I’m sure right then and there he would’ve said I love you too.” My mother says as I sob quietly. I told that asshole I loved him. Can you believe that? I’m not sure I meant it but my heart is telling me I did. I told him we were over but, I don’t want it to be over. I get a notification from my phone.

Instagram

Vinnie Hacker has posted on their story

“Yeah, I got to go mom. I’ll talk to you later.” I said and quickly hang up. It takes all my will power not to click on it immediately but my hands seem to have a mind of its own. I click on his story.

My hand instantly goes to my mouth. He posted me. He called me his girl. That asshole. I hear my doorbell ring and I know who it is. I quickly get onto my feet and go to my door. I open it and there he is. My favorite flowers and food in hand. I look up at him and he seems like he can’t maintain eye contact but he does anyways.

“I’m so so so sorry that I hurt you. I’m sorry that I called you that. That was wrong. Very wrong of me. I don’t assume that you’re with me because I’m well me. I know that. I’ve been known that..just I fucked up because that’s what I do. I fuck up anything good in my life because I’m afraid of being hurt. You’re too good for me and I honestly don’t deserve you but, I posted you on my story so now you’re like kinda force to be with me anyways. I mean I’ll grovel if you want but, fuck I can’t let you go! I’m sorry and I love you! I mean…I think I love you more than you love me but-”

“Vincent!”

He blinks for the first time in 3 minutes. “Yeah?” “You should probably come inside before my food gets cold.” I smile softly at him. He lights up instantly and quickly makes his way inside. He sets the flowers and food down before turning to me. “I’m really sorry! We can go slow! We can start over and pretend this fight never happened like now we’re officially dating or something!” I run up and hug him. “Vinnie, we’re okay.” I kiss him quickly and his face follows mine as I lean away. “I mean…you’re gonna have to do some major groveling if you want to be my boyfriend again but I think we’re still dating.”

He smirks, “that’s fine by me.”

This was so trash but I’m sick and wanted to post something so :P

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shittyassffblog · 1 month ago

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Streamer Games

Vinnie Hacker x afab!reader

Warnings: p in v sex, vinnie is a munch obvi, cursing, minors dni please!

A/N: honestly i'm just horny, if there are any facts that aren't true it's artistic expression ok enjoy

You had been invited to the Streamer Games a few weeks ago and said yes. Ludwig was a good friend of yours, and you wanted to support any way you could.

But then you found out Vinnie Hacker would be joining too. And you were shitting your pants.

You had had a crush on him for a while, but never actually spoken to him. And you were so scared you would make a fool of yourself if you did talk to him, so all throughout the event you tried ignoring him as best you could, while still stealing glances from afar.

That's until it came time to do the dunk tank. Your team mates knew of your crush and without your knowledge had planned it so you were the one to try and get Vinnie in the water. And you hated them for it.

He was sat shirtless on the seat in the tank, swinging his legs back and forth and you had a hard time not looking at him. The other team shot the first shot and missed, so now it was your turn.

You took a deep breath and fiddled with the ball in your hands, then focused deeply on the target. You put in all your strength and shot the ball, hitting he target straight on, making Vinnie fall in the water.

He came up from the water, drenched completely, using his hands to push his wet hair out of his face and he had a huge smiled plastered on his face and you were pretty sure you fell in love right there.

The game went back and forth and you had successfully gotten Vinnie in the water three times, each time he seemed to get more and more attractive to look at and you had to fight every urge to stare at his muscly body.

The round was over and your team won, so you turned around and cheered with your team, but suddenly felt a presence next to you.

"I know you did that for your own gain." Vinnie said lowly in your ear, with a wicked smile on his lips. You turned to look at him, maybe to protest, but he was gone before you could rebuttle his claim. He rubbed the towel in his hands into his hair and went to put on his t-shirt again.

You were frozen solid in your spot, because not only did Vinnie Hacker talk to you, he suggested you only won because you wanted to see him wet. And you kind of hated him for that. It was true, but why did he have to say it?

A few hours later, when the even was over and the afterparty commenced, and you were a few drinks in, you eyed the crowd and found Vinnie talking to Ludwig. You waited a bit nearby to see how long the conversation between them would last, and when Vinnie walked away from the group, you hurried over to him.

"Excuse me, but what exactly were you implying earlier when you said i dunked you for my own gain? I was on a team and we were playing to win!" You exclaimed in the loud club, and he smirked. He grabbed your arm and dragged you into the bathrooms.

"I know what sports determination is, and that was not it. You were hungry." He said and it took you by surpirse. He leaned in closer.

"You wanted to see me in that water, you didn't give two shits about winning." He leaned in even closer, backing you up against the wall, and you felt like you were being cornered.

"Why don't you just admit it? You think i'm hot, don't you?" He asked, that damned smirk returning. He placed a hand on the wall above your head and you looked up at him. He cocked an eyebrow questioningly and you looked down, nodding shamefully. He placed a finger under your chin and lifted you head so you were looking at him again.

"See? That wasn't so hard now, was it?" He asked, eyes fixated on your lips. You shook your head slowly and he smiled again.

"What do you suppose we do about it?" He asked, now looking in your eyes. You got incredibly shy, but the finger on your chin prevented you from looking down so you opted to close your eyes and exhale nervously.

"Awhh, are you shy pretty girl?" He asked and you nodded slightly, face turning impossibly red.

"Don't worry, i'll take the lead." He said, grabbing your hand and dragging you out of the bathroom, through the club, saying hi to a few people on the way out the door and once you were out he wrapped his big arm around you and walked you to his hotel not long from the club.

As you stepped inside, you looked around the room. It was big, with a balcony out to a little courtyard filled with flowers and green plants, the bed was huge and had black linen on it. He closed the door behind you and then walked in front of you, and you looked up at him.

"I need to know, do you want to do this?" He asked and you paused, not really knowing what to say. He hadn't explicitly said what he wanted to do, yeah you could guess, but that's impossible. Why would he sleep with you? Before you could spiral any further, he leant down and kissed your cheek.

"Is something wrong?" He asked, eyes filled with worry that he had mistaken the signals.

"No, i think i'm just a little in disbelief." You said and he cocked his head confused.

"Disbelief of what?" He asked, one hand running up and down your arm.

"Why would you wanna do this with me? I'm nobody." You said, laughing awkwardly. He closed his eyes and sighed.

"I don't think you're a nobody. I think you're the most beautiful woman i've ever seen." He said matter-of-factly and your lips began to smile. You had never thought this would actually happen and now that it was he was also saying all the right things. You looked up at him, big smile on your face.

"Then I'd say yes." You said, studying his features. His eyes were questioning.

"Yes what?" He asked and you chuckled.

"Yes i wanna do this." You said, tucking a little on his tank top, a bit more of his chest tattoo showing. He smiled and leant down, capturing your lips in a small kiss. He broke apart again, looking at your face and cradling it in his hands, before going in for a nother kiss. You ran a hand down his chest, feeling every single muscle on your way down. You inched your hand under the shirt and felt his warm skin, the kiss growing deeper and deeper until you were just a miss of hands and wet kisses, not being able to get enough of each other. He pulled off the shirt he was wearing over the tank top and you helped him get off his tanktop, briefly disconnecting and you let yourself marvel over the beauty of his chest.

"Like what you see?" He asked, that cocky smile on his face again and you hummed a yes before connecting your lips again, this time with determination. He felt on the back of your dress for the zipper and pulled it down, letting the dress fall to the ground and was surprised when he found that you were not wearing a bra.

"Wow you are going to be the death of me." He said, and you laughed as you stepped out of the dress. He grabbed your waist and lifted you with ease, placing you on the kitchen counter, his hands squeezing you. You giggled at the feeling and he used the opportunity to kiss down your neck. Your giggles quickly were replaced with moans as he bit small love bites all the way down your chest, lowering your body down along the counter as he went further south. He stopped at the edge of your panties, looking up at you.

"Can i take these off please?" he asked and you muttered a quick 'please', which he happily obliged. He hooked his fingers into the waistband and tugged them down, the fabric getting a little stuck on the wet patch that had formed in them and he groaned, quickly tossing them aside and grabbing your thighs to throw them over his shoulder.

"Fuck you smell so good, can't wait to taste you." He said and you moaned. He spread your legs and ran a thumb down your slit, eliciting another moan from your lips. He used his thumb to massage your clit softly, then ran his tongue along your slit a few times.

"Fuck, even better than i imagined." He said and you gribbed on to the edge of the counter, bracing for more. He was licking you so good you barely knew your own name, and you definitely didn't hear how loud you were being.

His tongue started to enter your hole and he fucked you with it so soft and slow you couldn't contain yourself. You ran your hands along your face, laughing almost at how good it felt.

"Fuck Vinnie, please don't stop doing that." You exclaimed and you could feel him smiling into your pussy. He started moving his tongue around, keeping the fluid movements up and his thump on your clit relentless. Before you even knew it, you were coming on his tongue. He had a vice grip on your thighs, making sure he tongue-fucked you through your orgasm completely, him licking up everything you were giving him.

"Come on baby, i need you now." He said, helping you up. Before you could hop down from the counter, he wrapped your legs around his waist and grabbed you, swinging you around and making you squeal. He smiled as he kissed you, throwing you on the bed. You landed in the soft bed, looking up at Vinnie taking off his belt and the unbuttoning his jeans. He pushed them down slowly, agonisingly so.

"Vinnie please, hurry up!" You said has you kicked off your heels. He laughed maliciously.

"Patience babygirl. I'm gonna take my time with you, show you exactly what you've been dreaming of on that pitch these last two days." He said as he crawled up your body, leaving small kisses on his way.

"Well take your time faster, you're not even naked yet." You said and he laughed as he plopped down beside you.

"Well then do something about it." He said, his hands behind his neck. You wasted no time, pulling his underwear off and letting his hard cock spring free. Your eyes buldged a bit at the size, making you stop in your tracks.

"Something wrong?" He asked and you shook your head.

"I don't know how that's gonna fit in me." You said and he chuckled lightly. He pulled you up so you were laying against his body.

"I'll make it fit." He whispered, and kissed you. He grabbed your hips and hoisted you over him, you you were stradling his thighs. You kissed for a while like that, but soon you were feeling ballsy and decided to grab a hold of his cock, giving it a few pumps. He groaned into the kiss, grabbing your ass and pushing you further up his body. You broke the kiss and slid the head of his cock along your slit a few times, before pushing it in slowly, getting used to his size. You let go of his member and leaned down, lips almost touching as you sat yourself down further. You both moaned lowly at the feeling, your feeling of fullness satisfying you to your very core. As you bottomed out, Vinnie let out a small 'fuck' and you smiled, wiggling a little to tease him. His hands on your ass tightened.

"I'm doing everything i can to let you get used to it but you're making that very hard." He said and you smiled devilishly.

"I know something else that's hard." You said and he laughed. He hugged you tightly, and when the laughter died down, you nodded sloghtly, giving him the go ahead to start moving. He used the hug to move your body up and down, small moans escaping you. You steadied yourself with a hand next to his face and the other on his chest.

"Faster Vinnie." You whined and he obliged immediately. His hands moved down to your ass again, lifting you and slamming you back down, which elicited a load moan from your throat. He kept the pace up and you moans were just as steady.

"Fuck Vinnie that feels so good." You said and he smiled.

"Say my name again." He said, not even sounding out of breath.

"Vinnie, Vinnie, Vinnie oh my god, yes!" You chanted and his thrusts gained in both speed and velocity. He moved slightly and suddenly he was hammering into your sweetspot, making your moans raise and octave. The hand that was on his chest move slightly to his neck and he raised his chin to let you get a good grip.

"Fuck yeah you like it when choke you huh?" You said and he smiled, giving you a small 'uh huh' which in turn made you smile wider too. He kept hammering into you, over and over and soon you were on the brink of your second orgasm.

"Fuck i'm gonna cum Vinnie." You said between moans and he smiled again.

"Show don't tell sweetheart." He said and slapped your ass, speeding up his thrusts and soon you were a writhing mess on top of him. You barely heard him, but he was talking you through it, making sure he never faltered his movements in your not even for a second, until he was absolutely sure that your orgasm was over. He paused for a second, letting you breathe for a moment, before rolling you over and grabbing you, getting up from the bed. He walked you over to the glass door of the balcony, the gold sensation making you squeal.

"I'm not quite done with you yet." He said as he kissed you, keeping a tight grip on your hips so he could thrust into you again, the pace slow and unforgiving. You barely remembered who you were, all you knew was pleasure and Vinnie. Your hands wrapped around him, nails digging into his back as he pushed into your sweet spot.

"Touch yourself." He grunted, and you happily obliged.

"Oh Vinnie, fuck, oh it feels so good." You said and groaned in response, too focused on chasing his own orgasm to really hear what you were saying. Your other hand squeezed around his throat and he looked into your eyes.

"Fuck, baby i'm gonna cum." He said and you nodded feverishly.

"Me too Vin, me too." You moaned and you locked eyes. He kept thrusting faster and faster, your hand repeating the pattern on your clit. Vinnie had a hard time keeping his eyes open and you kissed him quickly, intent on looking him in the eyes as you came. Loud moans were escaping you both as you reached your climaxes, his thrusts become sloppy and harsh, your legs aching from being spread for so long. As you came down, he pulled out of you, your mixed juices splattering on the floor as spun you around and placed you on the bed.

"i'm gonna be right back." He said and you nodded, almost falling asleep instantly. Vinnie soon returned with a warm washcloth and a bottle of water. You took a huge sip, your throat feeling dry. He cleaned you up carefully, making sure he got everything, before throwing the cloth in the hamper in the corner of the room and laying down with you.

"Thank you." You said sleepily and he laughed.

"Are you thanking me for sex?" He asked and you laughed.

"No i'm thanking you for being good at it." You said and you both laughed. He pulled you close and you placed your head on his chest, hearing his heartbeat return to normal. You laid in silence feeling his chest rise and fall softly.

You couldn't imagine a more perfect way to end a day.

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ilovemesomevincentprice · 11 months ago

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They said he could be anything...so he became...

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presleyslilbaby · 24 days ago

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~Did You Take My Advice?~

(Vince Everett X Reader)

(Huge thanks to @atleastpleasetelephone for taking the time to proof read this for me!)

(TW: P in V sex, hair pulling, name calling, rough sex, Daddy used in a sexual way, breeding kink, spanking, slight angst?)

Vince is so caught up in making money, he fails to take Reader’s advice on loving her better.

Money. It was all about the money, to Vince. Nothing really mattered that much, not even his Girl. All that was relevant was the cold hard cash that he earned. Y/n watched on as he counted this week’s earnings, a frown tugging at her lips as he muttered to himself. “…I bought a new dress today.” She says, hoping to gain his attention. “Uh-huh…How much was it?” He asks, only interested in price. Of course. Shaking her head, she pulls her knees up to her chest on the bed, resting her cheek on her arm. “…I thought you would like it on me.” She tries again. “Mhm…” Vince merely hums. ’This is hopeless…’ Y/n thought to herself, feeling the rift between the two of them. It was such a shame. “If you want my advice, Vince,” She started, looking over at him again. “You should stop loving your money more than me.” “That’s nice…” Finally deciding that there was no point in trying to converse with him, she laid herself down, drawing the blanket over her form as she turned her back to face towards him, giving up.

A few minutes had passed by in relative silence, the only sound in the room being that of Vince’s cash shuffling in his hands. “There,” He sighed happily, setting down the last bill. “All done. A nice, couple hundred bucks’s all I need to make me happy. What were you sayin’, Darlin’?” Seeing that she was facing away from him, and so silently no less, his brows knitted together in confusion. “Darlin’? Y/n…?” He reached a hand out to graze his fingers along her arm, softly frowning as he realised the mistake he’s made. “Baby, I’m sorry I wasn’t really paying attention to ya’. Truly…I know you ain’t sleepin’.” But Y/n didn’t want to face him. She was hurt, disappointed. She always figured that having a relationship with someone like Vince would be complicated, but the bouts of loneliness she felt were too much at times for her to properly handle. Making an important decision, he cast his money aside, lowering himself to lay behind her, draping an arm over her waist. “C’mon, Honey…I’m tryin’ now…You’re really gonna ignore me…?” “Why shouldn’t I…? You ignore me…” She muttered beneath her breath, still deeply hurt by his behaviour. “I know…I said I was sorry, Y/n. Don’t you believe me?” He softly inquired, slowly rubbing her side up and down, squeezing her hip lightly. It’s silent on her end. She didn’t even know how to answer his question.

Vince hummed quietly, pressing closer against her back, moving her hair aside to begin urging his lips all over her neck in gentle, loving kisses. “I know I’m not the best,” He admitted. “But I really do love you. So very much, Baby.” As she lay there, he continued to pepper kisses over the sensitive skin of her neck, his large hand beginning to wander over her body. “I love you…Mmm…I fuckin’ love you…” He murmured sweetly against her neck, dragging his hand up her stomach, further still until he was cupping her breast, giving it a squeeze. “Love your personality…Your beauty…The way your body feels beneath mine…” Hearing his whispers grow passionate and husky, Y/n couldn’t help but to draw her lower lip between her teeth, unable to resist the way he spoke of her. “Do you want to be touched?”

That was it. She just couldn’t take it anymore.

“Yeah…Touch me, Vinnie…” She whispered in return, pressing back against his body, grinding her ass against his crotch. “Good Girl.” He nipped at her earlobe, his breath grazing her skin, fanning across her hair. His hand worked her nightgown upwards, pulling it over her head with a grunt of appreciation, pulling her atop his body, back against his chest. “Whose tits are these?” Vince questioned, cupping her perfect globes, thumbing at her hardening nipples. “Yours…” She replied, biting her lip yet again in want. “Mhm. And look at this,” He removed a hand to trail down her body, using a finger to lift the thin little string of her thong, letting it go to snap against her hip. “Don’t you know any better? Going out all day wearin’ this skimpy li’l thing. Someone could’ve seen it. That would’ve pissed Daddy off. Do you know why?” He nipped at her earlobe once more, this time just that little bit harder. “Because this pretty li’l pussy is mine, Y/n. You’re mine. I should punish you.” “Oh, don’t punish me, Daddy-“ Y/n tried to plead, though really, she wanted him to. “Shush. I get to say what goes. And because of this little stunt you pulled without me knowing, you’re gettin’ punished.” He growled, pushing her off his body and onto her stomach, though gently.

“Ass up in the air.” Vince demanded sternly, watching as she obeyed without any hesitation nor complaint. Without warning, he allowed his hand to come down hard on her ass, the slap echoing in the room, paired with the sound of her yelp. “Naughty li’l thing. Didn’t even tell me what you were wearin’ ‘neath your clothes today.” He spanked her again, rubbing over the stinging mark of his handprint. “‘M sorry, Daddy…Should’a told you…” Y/n apologised. “Damn right you should be sorry.” He growled yet again, whipping his hand down on her ass for a third time. “Ya’ could’a taken care of me like a good li’l slut earlier. But you went and decided not to tell me, and now I have to get rough with you. Ya’ gonna do it again?” “No…” “I can’t hear you.” He hissed, grabbing a handful of her hair and pulling it back to expose her throat. “No, Daddy. I won’t do it again. “Mhm. Now, are you going to take my cock?” “Yes, Daddy.” The sound of his belt buckle unhooking from the leather filled the room, his hands deftly working to remove his trousers, unbuttoning and unzipping the fabric. He pulled his shirt overhead, tossing it away with a swish of the material, landing on the floor soon to be joined by his trousers. Having been wearing no underwear, Vince’s cock eagerly sprung out, already with pre-cum beading at the reddening tip. Resting on his knees behind Y/n, he lined himself up at her entrance after ripping off her thong, one hand pressing against her back.

“Fuck…You’re so goddamn tight…” He groaned out in appreciation as he sunk deep into her wet depths, bottoming out in what seemed like no time. She buries her face into her pillow, gripping the sheets beneath her tightly. It wasn’t too long after that he began to steadily thrust into her, taking his time working her just right. Reaching up to grab her hair once again, he pulled it all back as he sped up his pace, all before he was pounding into her. “Take it…Fuck, you better take it good…” Grunted Vince, angling her hips just right to be able to find that sweet spot of hers, taking a few sloppy tries until finally finding it. “Oh, Vince!” Y/n cries out in pleasure, arching her back. He swatted her ass in punishment, using that free hand to then grasp her hip in a bruising hold. “I thought I told you to call me Daddy, slut.” He gruffly reminded her, pounding harder into her pussy, feeling her clench desperately around his thick shaft. “Y-Yes, Daddy! Oohhhh, yes! R-Right there! Harder!” With her desperate plea, Vince had tilted his head back, letting out a low groan. “Ya’ want it harder?” He echoed. “You always want it hard…And I always give it to you…” He let go of her hair, instead, practically hugging her hips to push her as far back as he possibly could, wanting to keep inside her at all costs. “Mmm, you feel so goddamn good, squeezin’ my cock like that- Shit-“ Y/n continued to moan and writhe beneath him, just barely registering the words that he had been speaking. Sweat poured out of every crevice of her body, hair sticking to her forehead and stuck in the corners of her mouth by the slight drool that had been collecting.

“Gonna breed you, Y/n…Gonna give you a baby…You like that?” He grunted in her ear, panting all the while. She nodded her head rapidly, arching her back for what seemed like the millionth time that night. “Yeah? You want Daddy to breed you?” He emphasised his words with a deep, hard thrust, hearing the erotic sounds of her pleasured cries. “Fuck, Daddy-!” Y/n gasps out, feeling her insides twisting in a white hot coil, her orgasm rapidly approaching. “Oh, yeah…Gonna cum, Baby…Gonna fill you up…” Vince panted, feeling his own release building. She had came, her climax messy and fulfilling, her body convulsing with the force. He followed not long after, his hips stuttering as his cum spilled deep into her. “There-! There…Hahh…” Vince rested himself against her sweaty back, pressing a tired kiss to her shoulder. “…Did you take my advice, Vinnie…?” Y/n asks with a slight smile, feeling a lot better than she had earlier. He chuckled, kissing her shoulder tenderly yet again. “I did…I’m so sorry for what I’ve done…I know I shouldn’t ignore you like that…” “That’s okay…You made it up to me.” She assured. "You feeling okay? Not hurt, are you...?" He worried over her, running his fingers through her damp hair. "Mhm, I'm fine. I'll probably be a bit sore tomorrow, but...It's all worth it." "That's good. You looked like you were really enjoying your punishment." Vince grinned teasingly, rubbing her back in slow, comforting circles. "Oh, hush." Y/n playfully rolled her eyes, giggling softly. "Maybe I did enjoy it, Vinnie. But did you enjoy paying attention to me for once?" She asked. "More than anything." He replied without hesitation, nuzzling his face in the crook of her neck. "I shouldn't ever ignore you...Never...And as much as I love my money, I could never love it as much as I love you, Y/n." "I love you too..." And that was enough for her.

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Am I Fuckable?

my gif, please give credit if you use it. thank you!

pairing: vinny mauro x reader

warnings: lots of teasing. vinny being an annoying fuck (affectionate). unprotected p in v sex. hair pulling. vocal vinny for the win!! lots of love bites and hickeys. if i missed anything please let me know! 18+ only MDNI or i’ll block you.

a/n: this is heavily inspired and based on Photoshoot BTS 2019 from ricky’s youtube channel hehe

tags: @concretenoah @circle-with-me @smokeynaomi @popppylove @somebodyels3 @rottingfern @monotoniscreaming @bngurngheart @agravemisstake

New York City is insane.

Simply trying to find a parking spot in the middle of the night is difficult, and that alone is reason enough for you to never move here.

Ryan had been driving around the same couple blocks for what felt like hours searching for somewhere to park. You could hear AJ talking to, what you assume is, Ricky and his video camera. However you can’t tell what’s being said, everyone’s voices having melded together in your brain a long while ago.

You have your head resting on Vinny’s shoulder, the same position you’ve been in long before arriving in NYC. You had been attempting to sleep, and was successful at one point! Then the frustration and exhaustion permeating throughout the van was stifling and forced you awake.

The only place you know you’ll be able to properly fall asleep is the hotel bed that’s waiting for you.

It feels like an eternity before Vinny moves his hand from your thigh to your hand that had been resting limply in your lap. His fingers slot between yours, followed by a gentle squeeze.

“Hey, mama.” His voice is quiet in your ear. “We we can go up to the hotel now. Come on.”

You groan into Vinny’s shoulder but lift your head anyways. The interior lights of the van are on, and everyone is filing out. Vinny gives you a loving smile as he hops out as well, then turns to take your hand. You graciously but tiredly accept and allow him to help you exit the van to get your bags from the trunk.

With bags in hand and the vehicle locked, Ryan leads everyone back towards the parking garage entrance. You’re holding onto Vinny’s hand and attempting to lean your head on his shoulder once more as you walk. It’s proving to be a bit difficult, but you manage just well enough as you walk inside the hotel.

Your friends go a different direction as you, Vinny, and Ricky walk another way. You struggle to move your legs as exhaustion is settling into your limbs. But then Ricky’s unlocking one of the room doors and leading you and Vinny in.

Once in the hotel room, you blearily watch Ricky set his bags down before heading to the bathroom. While he’s in there Vinny helps you get undressed and into your pajamas, which consists of one of his t-shirts and a pair of leggings. The feeling of his warm hands against your skin is making you even sleepier.

He’s got you situated under the covers and your pillow is so soft and you’re just so tired…

What seems like only a second later Vinny is sliding in to bed next to you. In your half awake state you inch closer to him until he’s curling one of his arms around your body and pulling you into his chest. With your face buried in his neck you comfortably fall asleep.

In the morning, you’re rudely awoken by Vinny jostling around. Without opening your eyes you can tell he’s trying to get out of bed, but you still have your body wrapped around him, much like a koala bear.

“Baby, baby.” You feel Vinny’s hand running up and down your back. “You gotta let go of me so we can get ready.”

You mumble a bout of nonsense without releasing him from your grip. He chuckles softly. Then he’s kissing your head and proceeds to gently pry you off of him. You grumble and groan as your hands and arms are dislodged from your boyfriend, thus freeing him from the bed and you.

Vinny maneuvers you back in to a comfy position, and plants a trio of light kisses to your cheek.

“You can sleep for a few more minutes,” he murmurs in your ear. “Then you gotta get up, okay, babe?”

His voice is gentle as he talks to you, but you don’t want to listen to him. You want to stay in bed all day with him and cuddle until you’re set to leave New York. But you know you’ll have to get up eventually. So you grunt in response and listen to Vinny make his way to the bathroom.

A couple minutes later the hotel door opens and you lift your head at the smell of coffee. Ricky enters your line of sight and you see that he holds a tray of various drinks. He smiles when he notices you peeking out of the covers.

“Morning. Vin told me your order,” Ricky tells you as he approaches the bedside. He takes one of the drinks from the tray and holds it out for you. He waits until you’re shoving yourself out of the hotel blankets, and you go to take it from him.

“Thank you, Rick,” you say in a sleepy voice.

You go to take a sip of the drink he got. And as soon as the liquid meets your tongue you sigh in satisfaction. Vinny knew exactly what you would have wanted, and that has your heart swelling. You continue to drink the beverage as you watch Ricky set his and Vinny’s drinks down and go to pick up his camera. He does a quick little update while walking around the hotel room, appearing to be mindful to keep you out of shot because he knows you don’t like being on camera all that much.

Once you’ve downed most of your drink you decide it’s probably time for you to get ready. With the remainder of your drink on the nightstand and your feet on the floor, you gather the clothes you’ll need for the day and your toiletries before knocking on the bathroom door. You find it unlocked and go in.

From behind the shower curtain Vinny calls out your name.

“Yeah, it’s me,” you answer back, setting down your things on the countertop and on the lid of the toilet. “Hope it’s okay if I’m in here getting ready.”

“Totally okay, babe,” Vinny replies over the sound of the water. “Almost done anyways.”

You pay no mind to his words whilst changing out of your pajamas, letting them settle in a pool of fabric off to the side on the tile. You’re slipping on a fresh pair of undergarments just as the shower water turns off. Then the curtain is pushed open and you watch Vinny step out through the condensation that’s accumulated on the surface of the mirror. He pauses when he sees you standing there. Then he’s stepping up behind you, the heat of his body radiating at your back. The smell of his shampoo is suddenly overwhelming. And his hands are resting tentatively on your hips.

The small space is steadily growing more and more suffocating. Your stomach is tightening at the feeling of Vinny’s hands on your skin, now firmly holding onto you. The buzzing hum of the fan is the only sound, and it has your head spinning. Or it’s because Vinny is now pressed up right against you.

“Vin.”

There's a slight warning in your voice, but you’re quiet when you say it. You can feel Vinny’s breath on your shoulder and neck. You then meet his gaze through the mirror’s fog. His eyes are dark and there is a very specific emotion nestled in their depths that ignites a dull fire deep down in your gut.

“Vinny.”

This time, you force your voice to be firmer. Your heart is racing, your ears are ringing, and you can feel slivers of water running down your backside from wherever Vinny’s own body has made contact with yours. He blinks slowly, humming his acknowledgement.

“You need to dry off,” you remind him, your voice undoubtedly wavering.

Vinny doesn’t say anything. All he does is lean in and presses his lips to you, his breath scalding hot against your bare skin. Neither of you speak while he’s leaving prolonged, open-mouthed kisses from one shoulder to the base of your neck, and then all the way across to the other shoulder.

With each touch of his lips a wave of goosebumps flutters down your body. Your spine is tingling and you’re struggling to repress a shudder. Vinny’s hands are ascending slowly, his fingers grazing roughly along your stomach and ribcage.

You aren’t quite sure what’s gotten into him, but you’re enjoying it. He nips gently at your flesh and it has you leaning your head back.

At one particular spot on your shoulder, Vinny takes his time. He’s gnawing and sucking at your skin. His tongue meets the hickey before he’s biting at it, and you’re seeing stars.

But then he’s pulling away. The warmth of his body suddenly disappears, and your head is forced back up. You whip around to see Vinny casually drying himself off, to which he proceeds to wrap the towel around his frame and then exits the bathroom with a soft click of the door.

And now, you are incredibly confused while simultaneously craving Vinny’s touch once more.

What the fuck was that for?

With confusion encasing your veins, you manage to finish getting ready in the confines of the tiny bathroom. Your breathing is slightly labored and you have been muttering to yourself for the past few minutes, cursing Vinny’s name.

When you’re done in the bathroom, you gather your things and walk out into the room. Sitting down on the bed you’re sharing with Vinny you pull on your shoes and throw your hair up with the hair-tie on your wrist, then proceed to scroll through your phone.

Ricky has his camera out and you’re only half listening to the conversation at hand. You had seen Vinny fiddling with the buttons of the suit jacket he had on, but you rightfully ignored him.

“Are you not supposed to button the top one or the bottom one?” Vinny asks.

“Uh, I don’t think you’re supposed to button the bottom one,” Ricky answers him hesitantly.

Vinny continues messing with his suit as he faces the large mirror on the opposite side of the room, the one hanging on the wall behind you. You look up from your phone to see him looking at himself in the mirror, then turning your attention back to the screen with an inaudible scoff.

“Dang, I’m fuckin’ hot,” he says. And it’s almost embarrassing how quick you are to glance back up at him.

God, you have no idea, you asshole.

You bite down on your tongue, and say nothing.

“What do you think, camera? Am I fuckable?” You’re beginning to taste copper on your tastebuds. “I think I’m not.”

Vinny laughs softly, and it has your pulse thumping even harder. You barely hear his exchange with Ricky because the blood roaring in your ears is far too loud.

He steps past you and gives you a sweet smile. You aren’t able to properly process the gesture until he’s already out of sight.

You’re hoping Ricky doesn’t notice how your demeanor has changed now that Vinny isn’t present. You can feel your face reddening with blush, and you know your overall vibe has shifted. If Ricky does notice, that’s a disaster just waiting to happen.

Once Vinny is done in the bathroom, after having changed his clothes, the three of you gather all of your things before leaving the room. You were the one to grab the keycards so you hung back to stuff them into your bag while Ricky and Vinny headed towards the elevators.

And with this moment to yourself you take a very deep, grounding breath. Then you’re walking away from your little bubble of quiet, trying to ignore the simmering heat at the base of your stomach.

Vinny is talking to the camera when you walk up. You choose to remain at Ricky’s back.

“We’re about to go to the photography studio.” The elevator dings and the doors slide open. You watch Ricky walk in backwards as he keeps the camera on Vinny. You hesitate before stepping in. “And wait a really long time to get our pictures taken. And then once our pictures are taken, they’ll be added to publications, posters, tour ad, MADS. Just anything you can think of.”

Through the floor to ceiling mirrors of the elevator you can clearly see Vinny smile at the camera just as the doors are opening. Vinny reaches back to grab your hand and pull you after him, with Ricky following close behind.

Ryan, Justin, and AJ are waiting for you when you step out of the hotel proper. Their voices bounce off the concrete walls of the parking garage and accumulate just to harshly harmonize in your ears. You grind your teeth as everyone finally gets in to the van.

In the van you choose to sit beside Ricky in the second row, leaving Vinny and Justin alone in the back. Vinny had pouted when he saw you slide into the seat next to Ricky, but thankfully hadn’t said anything. You’re not sure what you would have done if he had, indeed, said something.

Ryan is pulling out of the parking garage and AJ is addressing the camera in Ricky’s hands; meanwhile, Vinny has shifted forward in his seat to press a kiss to your head. It has your potent anxiety easing its death grip on your heart. Until he’s pressing another kiss to the exposed skin just behind your ear. Your anxiety immediately spikes as he rests his head to the back of your skull for a few more moments.

“I love you,” he murmurs. With one more kiss to that exposed skin he finally leans back in his seat.

You mumble the three words back to him, though you know he couldn’t hear. You loose a light sigh and internally prepare for a long day.

Because of your position as Motionless In White’s MUA, the only reason you came on this trip was to help with makeup. Well, that, and because Vinny wanted you to come with so badly.

So, having arrived at the photography studio, you began setting up the things you would need at one of the vanities provided.

And you know the guys would have been just fine doing their own makeup without you there. However, Vinny is ever persistent and slightly annoying when it comes to these things. So you had agreed to come with, despite having told Chris it wouldn’t be a big deal if you couldn’t tag along.

But Chris being Chris, he had been more than happy to have you be there.

Yay.

Now, here you are, helping Ryan with his makeup as you watch Vinny and Ricky mess around with Ricky’s camera. You keep them in your periphery as to not get distracted and mess up what you’re doing. But that duo is severely distracting, and you nearly mess up what your current task when you catch yourself watching Vinny for a moment too long.

(Actually, it was Ryan asking if you were okay, thus snapping you out of your daze.)

As you’re finishing up helping Ryan, Vinny waltzes over to you. He casually grabs at your waist when he halts beside you. You’re surprised you don’t implode at the contact.

“Okay, you’re all good to go,” you rush out to Ryan.

Ryan gives you a small smile. “Thanks,” he says as he looks into the vanity’s mirror. “You always make me look so much cooler than I actually am.”

“Pfft, shut the fuck up, you’re always cool,” you tell him, as you’re desperately trying to ignore Vinny’s presence.

Ryan thanks you again whilst getting up from the seat you’d had him sitting in, and he walks over to where Chris is currently getting his photos taken. Which leaves you alone with Vinny for the time being. You can feel the heat radiating off his body, and it’s causing your head to spin like a top.

Vinny pulls you closer to him, until you’re falling into his chest. He has himself propped up against the vanity and had simply tugged you towards him until gravity took over, and had you almost toppling over onto him. But the arm now around your waist is tight and firm as he keeps his hold on you.

“Hi,” he greets you in a soft voice.

“Hi,” you say back, and you hate how breathless you sound.

“You okay?” he asks. He takes his free hand and plays with a piece of hair that had come loose. His fingers keep brushing your heated cheek, and you are almost at your limit.

You don’t respond right away. Instead, you flick your gaze all over Vinny’s face for a few moments, just taking in his features and the makeup that is painting his skin. That burning hot knot is sizzling in your stomach, and sinking lower and lower as the seconds go by. It’s honestly remarkable you haven’t dragged Vinny off to a secluded corner yet.

You breathe in deeply.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” you tell him.

Vinny locks eyes with you and smiles softly; you’re sure you could even call it innocent with the way his eyes are crinkling just slightly.

“Just wanted to make sure,” he says.

Someone calls his name and you both know it’s his turn to get his individual photos taken. He leans in to kiss you, and you think you may be hallucinating when you feel his tongue shoving its way into your mouth.

But you don’t have time to process that before he’s stepping away and heading over to the photographer. You’re left even more confused than this morning. And you definitely do not like whatever game Vinny is playing.

Now that you have nothing to do, you step off to the side and watch Vinny get his photos done, despite the anger and frustration rippling through you. Seeing him be so nonchalant and unbothered has your blood boiling and your head pounding.

“Yeah, fuckable, my ass,” you mutter under your breath.

“Sorry, what?”

“Holy shit!”

The jumpscare’s origin comes from your right, to which you turn and see Chris looking at you. He has a concerned look on his face, despite the bemused quirk of his lips, and almost seems sheepish as you brace a hand on your chest. Your heart is racing from beneath your palm as you face him. With your other hand you swat at him.

“Don’t fucking do that, Chris!” you scold him. “You could’ve given me a heart attack, you dick.”

Chris chuckles. “Jesus, sorry,” he says through the small smile he wears. “I won’t do it again.”

You roll your eyes. You know he’ll do it again.

“Okay, but I’m curious now. What were you talking to yourself about that had you saying ‘fuckable, my ass’?” he asks. “And don’t say nothing.”

You sigh heavily, dropping your arms to hang limply at your sides. You glance over at Vinny for only a moment. But Chris is not very discreet as he follows your gaze.

“Ohhhh,” he muses. He looks back at you. “Yeah, that’ll do it, I’m sure.”

“Shut the fuck up,” you mutter as you whack Chris in the chest once more. “He’s an asshole. And it would make me feel better if you just agreed with me.”

Chris gives you a small smile. “Oh, yeah, of course. Vinny is an asshole for reasons unknown.”

“I hate you.”

The smile on Chris’ face grows as he says, “Love you too.”

You glare up at him before he walks away. You’re beginning to nibble on your lip when you see him approach Ricky, and the two men immediately fall in to conversation.

But they’re both glancing over at you from time to time. And your blood is uncomfortably hot.

Throughout the rest of the time you’re at the photography studio you keep to yourself. Vinny is still pissing you off and seems to have noticed your mood. And whether or not he knows he is the sole cause and primary aggravator, well, that is still up for debate. He hasn’t tried to touch you or talk to you since you had finished Ryan’s makeup, however long ago that was. But it’s honestly quite alright; if Vinny had tried to even step towards you, you probably would have done something you’d regret in the end.

Once the photoshoot is complete, you begin packing up your things as everyone else changes and removes their makeup. The studio staff are taking down the lights and the backdrop the band had been posed in front of. You tune out all the noise as you continue putting all of your makeup supplies back into your bag, hoping you can finish your task without anyone acknowledging you.

But god forbid you have any peace.

Justin comes up to you, his face clean and wearing his normal attire. The sight of him does, however, release a minute amount of tension from your chest.

“Hey, we’re gonna head to a bar for some drinks and food,” he informs you. “You wanna come with? It’s, like, a block from the hotel so you could leave whenever you want.”

You could not be any more thankful for Justin than you are in this present moment. He is unknowingly giving you an out so you could rot alone in the hotel room until everyone gets back from the bar. You could fucking kiss him right now.

You’re about to give Justin your answer when Vinny sidles up next to you. He immediately throws an arm around your torso, and he slips his hand beneath your shirt before he is subtly digging his fingers into the flesh of your hip. Your pulse is positively erratic at the contact; it would be a miracle if Vinny couldn’t hear your heartbeat.

“You comin’ out with us?” he asks you as he shoots Justin a glance. You watch Justin scowl at Vinny for a split second before they’re both looking at you.

And the way Vinny is staring at you has you burning all over.

His soft brown eyes are tracing your features, but there is a heat to them that you have seen countless times today alone. The blood coursing through your veins no longer feels like a raging, untamable fire. Instead, it burns like an acid eating away at your nervous system and sheer will. And god fucking dammit, you can’t say no to Vinny.

“Uh, y-yeah, I’ll go,” you tell the two men. You look back at Justin. “I’ll go for a couple hours, I guess.”

“Awesome. Let’s go,” Vinny says with a smile.

Justin turns and walks away, thus abandoning you in your time of need. Your heart is beating out of your chest. You need Vinny to back away, or you’re going to burst into flames.

Vinny pecks your cheek but his lips linger on your skin. He squeezes your side, and you can feel the gentle stroke of his thumb on your hip bone. His mouth shifts to yours, but he doesn’t kiss you. No, instead of kissing you, he just lets his lips rest against your own. You’re dizzy as you breathe him in and your eyes have slipped closed and you need him so badly—

“Mama,” Vinny breathes into your mouth. “We gotta go.”

He’s moving back before you find the strength to speak. But he’s already pulling away when you manage to blink away the haze over your eyes. Frustration encases your heart and mind when he sticks out his hand, wordlessly asking you to take it and follow him. Well, good thing you would follow him to the ends of the earth, or else you would be feeling very differently right now. You say nothing as you thread your fingers through his, letting him lead you out of the studio.

On the drive back in the direction of the hotel, you were able to convince AJ to let you have shotgun, so he could be stuck in the back and you could theoretically be miles away from Vinny. You were quiet as Ryan drove, once again blocking out the conversation in the van and watching New York pass by in a blur.

Ryan parks back in the hotel’s parking garage. Everyone hops out and then makes their outside in the direction of the bar. Vinny hurries to your side to hold your hand, and doesn’t try anything on the short walk. It honestly has you infuriated.

The bar is small and cozy. It’s got a comforting rustic vibe to it, and there are already a handful patrons scattered around. There’s a few sitting at the bar itself and a couple others seated at the tables throughout the space. You notice that no one is over at the pool table playing a game. You almost walk over there before Vinny is detaching himself from you just to do the same with AJ, Justin, and Chris.

Grumbling under your breath you step towards the bar instead. You sit down on one of the stools and patiently wait for the bartender. The music playing through a series of speakers is distracting you, at least.

The bartender, a large man with a short bushy beard and tattoos crawling up his exposed neck and arms, approaches you. He has a kind smile on his face as he stands in front of you on the other side of the counter.

“Evenin’. What can I get for ya, darlin’?” he asks, a slight twang to his voice. There’s a kind gleam in his eyes as he watches you.

You hesitate for a moment before you say, “Gin and coke, please.”

“Comin’ right up.”

He steps away to make your drink, and your eyes immediately trail back to the pool table on the opposite end of the room. Vinny is clearly taking his turn in the game happening right now. He’s bent over the table with the pool cue angled at one of the scattered balls atop the green felt. Then he jerks his arm and the white ball strikes into a cluster of solids and stripes. You hear him groan in frustration.

His hair bounces on his shoulders as he steps back for the next person’s turn. There’s still that ache all the way down in your center, and you cannot possibly stand it any longer. You slot your tongue between your teeth and bite down as hard as you can.

Just then, the bartender walks back over to you and sets down your gin and coke on the wooden surface of the bar with a napkin beneath it.

“There you go, darlin’,” he says.

“God, thank you so much,” you tell him with a slight smile. You reach into your bag and hand him your card.

The man takes your card to pay for your drink and you’re left alone once more. You sip at your beverage, relishing in the feeling of the alcohol on your tastebuds. You’re wanting to get some sleep tonight so you are only planning on the one drink, so you’re going to savor the taste.

But then your card is back with you and your eyes are darting around the bar. And there is Vinny, that motherfucker. It doesn’t seem to be his turn yet, so he’s leaning up against the wall and watching Justin play. Vinny’s face lights up when he smiles at his friend’s obvious failure. His laugh carries across the room, the sound ten times louder than the music to your ringing ears.

It’s difficult, but you manage to finally look away from Vinny, purposefully ignoring his presence in your peripheries. You need to distract yourself from the image of him laughing and talking with his friends.

That’s how you end up making eye contact with Ricky, who had definitely already been watching you. He’s sitting at the bar closest to the pool table. There’s a barely-there smirk on his face. You pinch your eyebrows together in confusion and tilt your head a bit in a silent question of what’s up. All he does is raise his own brow in reply.

Then he’s flicking his gaze off to the side, and you don’t have to guess in order to know what he’s referring to. Ricky meets your eyes once more and you send him a mean glare with your middle finger aimed in his direction. You see him chuckle a bit before you’re turning away.

You’re trying your best to keep both Vinny and Ricky out of your sights, which results in you playing with the hair-tie encircling your wrist. But then your phone buzzes from its position on the bar before you.

Ricky Whore-or: Chris said I can bunk with him tonight btw. We’re gonna leave in a few minutes to grab my stuff from our hotel room

You’re going to kill that man.

You look up from your phone to see Ricky looking at his own phone as he talks to Chris. Then he sets the device down and you receive another text.

Ricky Whore-or: P.S. you’re not very subtle, so don’t ever say I’ve never done anything for you ;)

Yeah, you’re gonna fucking kill him.

You don’t bother replying to his texts or acknowledging his existence any more. The alcohol settling in your stomach suddenly feels like lead.

A few minutes later you’re joined at the bar by Ryan. He has a beer in his hand and he strikes up a conversation with you. He may not know it, but he is doing you a great service by distracting you. Because you aren’t sure how long you two had been talking and laughing for before you notice your glass is empty and his is gone as well, another opened bottle sitting next to it.

Before you know it, you see Ricky, Chris, and AJ waving goodbye and leaving the bar. Ricky sends you a smug smile that you flip him off for. He just laughs and disappears from view.

Maybe another twenty minutes later is when Vinny finally comes over to you. Justin is on his heels, and sits down on the stool on the other side of Ryan. Vinny chooses to stand right behind you with an arm curling around you. You notice his grip is much tighter than what it has been previously today.

“You guys staying?” Vinny’s question is directed at his bandmates. There’s a vague hardness to his voice that has your eyebrows scrunching with confusion.

“Yeah, we’ll catch up in a few minutes,” Ryan says as Justin nods.

Vinny is then immediately tugging you to your feet and dragging you towards the door. You quickly say goodnight to Ryan and Justin before you’re outside of the bar.

The short walk back to the hotel is fast paced, with Vinny gripping your hand and essentially dragging you after him. You consider saying something to ease the apparent tension mingling in between you. But Vinny doesn’t appear to be interested in conversing so you keep quiet.

When you make it to the hotel and go for the elevator, Vinny keeps an arm around you, like you would float away if he let go. And then you’re stepping out of the elevator then down the hall to your room. You fish out the keycard and unlock the door.

The moment the door shuts behind you and you hear the indicating click of it being locked once more Vinny’s hands are on you. He turns you around to face him, and his lips are immediately on yours.

Your hands cup either side of his face while his are grabbing at your waist. Your lips are moving against each other haphazardly, with little to no grace in the act. He’s licking into your mouth and you whine as he shuffles you backwards.

The backs of your legs make contact with the bed, then Vinny is lowering you onto the mattress. He leans down with you, careful not to break the heated kiss.

Vinny’s hands are roving all over your body; he can’t seem to make up his mind and touch you in a singular place. One of his hands snakes up your shirt and the other moves to rest on your neck. You shudder slightly at the sudden sting of his cold rings on your skin.

But then he’s pulling away. Disappointment flashes in your chest as you watch him sit up through hooded eyes, although he keeps the one hand gently gripping your neck. You’re caged in by his legs, and you can’t help but wonder if he’s going to continue this stupid game of his.

You grab at his shirt and tightly bunch the fabric up in your fists.

“Vin, what the fuck?” you snap.

He looks down you with a weird look on his face.

“What?” he pants above you. “What do you mean what the fuck?”

“First, the bathroom this morning—“ His thumb brushing at the center of your throat has you faltering for a moment. “A-And then constantly touching me and teasing me. I have needed you all day. God, you’re a fucking asshole.”

Vinny’s lips stretch into a grin in realization.

“I love teasing you and getting you all worked up,” he admits. He leans back into your space and begins pressing kisses to your jawline. “It’s just.. so much fun.”

Your eyes are threatening to roll back in your head as Vinny makes his way down your jaw to your pulse point. He stops his kisses and proceeds to nip and suck at your skin, carelessly giving you a hickey that will definitely be hard to cover up in the morning.

“But at the bar…” His voice vibrates against your throat. “Maybe I’d teased you a little too much. Maybe I was being an asshole … But you were too close to Ryan and he was making you laugh—“

“Oh, my god.” You laugh at Vinny’s halfhearted admission. He bites your skin in retaliation. “Y-You were jealous of Ryan? Jesus christ, Vin. I love Ryan, but is he the one on top of me right now?”

Vinny mumbles into your neck before he’s pulling away and looking down at you. His face is flushed and his lips are swollen and red. You speak again before he has a chance to.

“Maybe I should flirt with your bandmates more often if it means you’ll take me to bed afterwards,” you remark casually with a smile.

You were trying to be joking and playful, but Vinny doesn’t look amused. He’s glaring down at you with his mouth in a tight line. You then prop yourself up on your elbows so your face is closer to his.

“Hey. I love you, okay?” you tell him. You see his eyes catch on your lips as you talk. “I’m in love with you, not anyone else. I’m sorry, baby. I love you.”

Vinny stays quiet for a moment. Then his hand is back at your throat, a very light pressure being applied by his fingertips. You gasp sharply at the suddenness of the act, but you can see Vinny’s eyes gradually softening at he continues to look down at you.

“I love you, too,” he murmurs.

You offer him a smile, to which he returns.

“Now, can you do something, please?” you ask.

“Yeah? Like what?” Vinny leans back in to kiss you. But this is slow and steady, an agonizing pace compared to a few minutes ago.

You hum into the kiss without bothering to attempt at replying. Vinny is languidly kissing you, taking his sweet time and savoring every touch of your lips. He pries your mouth open with his tongue and there’s a sliver of your being that believes he may be trying to devour you whole.

You’re growing restless, however. As much as you love the slow make outs, right now, you need more.

So you’re fisting Vinny’s shirt and trying to push it up his body, but he stops you before you’re able to achieve your goal. He wordlessly sits up and pulls off his shirt and jacket. You reach out to touch him, but again, he’s stopping you before that can happen. Because his hands are dragging your own shirt off of you and his mouth is all over your stomach and chest.

His teeth sink into your flesh at random intervals. You know there are going to be countless hickeys and love bites from your navel all the way up to your neck, and you are totally fine with that.

Vinny works his way down your torso until he reaches the waistband of your pants. He looks up at you and grins when he sees how flustered and red you are. The sight of him smiling between your legs should not be that hot, but you love it too much to stop it.

As he’s working on getting your pants off, you slip out of your bra and toss it away blindly. The way he looks back up at you once your legs are free of your bottoms (and underwear) and your chest is bare has you biting back a moan.

“Sit up,” Vinny says. His voice is low and rough, and you do not hesitate to sit on the bed with your legs bent beneath you.

Vinny takes off the rest of his clothes at the foot of the bed. Your bottom lip is trapped between your teeth as you watch him undress, until he is completely naked. You think you taste blood, but it’s a little too late to check or care with Vinny crawling back towards you.

He grabs the back of your head and pushes you into him, your hands grabbing at the roots of his hair. He’s kissing you with much more aggression and hunger, and there’s nothing you can do from moaning against his lips. And the sound of Vinny also humming and moaning into your mouth has a persistent pulse throbbing in your cunt.

With his other hand, Vinny gently shoves your legs open. The unexpected cool air against your pussy has your grip in his hair tightening. Then his fingers are gliding through your wet folds and you keen against him at the sensation.

A high pitched moan escapes you when one of his fingers presses its way inside you. The feeling has you breaking the kiss and throwing your head back as Vinny slowly works you open.

“Doing so good, baby,” Vinny murmurs into your collarbone. His teeth scrape against your skin just as he’s shoving another digit inside of you.

Your walls seize around his fingers when he begins to pick up his pace. You cry out in pleasure and relish in the strained noises Vinny’s making against the column of your throat.

That white hot coil that has been plaguing you all day is finally going to meet its end. You can feel your orgasm approaching, and you grind down into Vinny’s hand to make it come sooner. And he obliges, by pressing his thumb into your clit, adding just enough pressure and extra movement to have you coming undone.

You moan loudly at your much needed release, and Vinny continues to fuck his fingers in and out of you until you’re relaxing against him.

It didn’t take much for you to come, but Vinny doesn’t seem bothered. With hazy eyes you watch him take those same fingers that had just been inside you and lick them clean. You moan lightly at the sight.

Vinny doesn’t wait for you to recover before he’s pulling you into his lap. His hard cock is pressing against your folds, and that stupid heated knot is finding its way back to its original place deep down in your belly.

“Vin,” you whine at him. “Vin, please—“

But he’s reconnecting your mouths and you taste yourself on his tongue. It makes your head spin and you’re humming into him again.

And you’re so lost in the kiss that you don’t notice right away how Vinny is working his cock into you. With one arm around your waist and the other carefully guiding you down onto him. The feeling of finally being filled by him is nearly overwhelming.

When he’s bottomed out he pulls away from you by a few inches. His eyes are blown with desire and you think you can see your own reflected back at you.

Vinny begins moving and you tug harshly at his hair. He hisses at the sharp pain that splices through his scalp, but keeps thrusting up into you. You push back down against him, and you work out a steady rhythm that has the head of Vinny’s cock hitting that one spot inside you that makes you see stars.

An entire galaxy flashes across your vision. There are now two arms around your torso, and the tightness of them is comforting as you continue rocking against Vinny.

In the space between you there are the sounds of shared panting and moaning and you swear you hear a muttered “Feel so good, mama.” Even if you had imagined it, it still makes you move your hips faster.

You can feel your second orgasm approaching rapidly. Your body is clenching around Vinny, his thrusts growing more uncoordinated. You’re both so close.

“Vin— Ah, ah—“ He’s biting your neck again. “Vinny baby, ‘m so—“

“I know. Come on, baby.” His breath is scorching hot on your neck and shoulder. “Ah— Come for me, baby.”

A moment later you’re coming with Vinny’s name on your lips, another brilliant series of stars and nebulas dotting your vision. His continued thrusts helps you through your high, especially when his arms tense around you as you feel him stiffen then he’s coming in you.

Everything feels amplified — every breath, every inch of skin being on fire, every bead of sweat that drips down your body.

All you feel is Vinny.

Vinny, Vinny, Vinny.

And god, the friction of skin on skin as he’s pulling out makes you dizzy.

Vinny lays you back on the bed and you blearily watch him enter the bathroom then return a few moments later. He hovers above you as he gently wipes your legs and pelvis clean with a damp washcloth, his touch comforting and light. He’s cautious in his work.

Your fingers are aching from how hard you had been clutching at the strands of hair on Vinny’s head, much like a vise. As he gets you both under the covers, he sees you flexing your hands lazily. He begins to massage at the joints of each individual finger and you let him.

You shift closer to him so your head is resting in the crook of his neck. He absentmindedly tangles your legs together as he keeps on with his task.

“I love you,” you murmur, pressing a soft kiss to his jaw.

“I love you, too,” Vinny says back. And you can hear the smile in his voice.

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neonsbian · 1 year ago

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this person included his high notes from turn back time, moonwalk, and kick back and wayv was the only group to be mentioned 3 times and they said that xiaojun was too talented to not mention him multiple times like they get me 😭😭😭

saw a video that was like fave high notes in kpop and the thumbnail was xiaojun in the regular mv......his impact

#was kinda -_- watching this vid bc im p sure this person is a 4th gen stan bc thats basically all the groups they mentioned in their video #127 and dream being exceptions but i was like man idgaf abt any of these songs #especially fuckass 2 baddies #but they were so real abt xiaojun THE singer of the 4th gen no one will ever compare #that being said i dont think those are even his best high notes #kinda crazy how talented he is like those are all objectively good and impressive notes to hit and theyre not even his best #love him my main slayer <3 #vinnie talks

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elsiewritesss · 5 months ago

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ommggg you should write a bday smut where you please him for his bday (any way possible) and then he takes control afterwards 🙈

i may or may not have just ruined my sleep schedule to rush to write this...

Birthday Present

pairing: vinnie hacker x gf!reader

warnings: smut, p in v, oral (f! receiving and m! receivng, fingering, swearing, praise, overstim, slight aftercare) *i think that's everything if i forgot please comment!

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“Happy Birthday to Vinnie. Happy Birthday to you.” Y/N sang as she slowly walked from the kitchen to the couch where her boyfriend sat, a cupcake in hand with a 22 candle lit on top.

“Make a wish my love.” She smiled, as Vinnie closed his eyes for a second before blowing out the candle. Y/N grabbed the candle from the too, handing the vanilla cupcake to her boyfriend as she threw the candle out.

It had just hit midnight a few minutes ago, Y/N and Vinnie had come back a few hours ago from having dinner with some of Vinnie’s family and friends.

“Want a bite babe?” Vinnie asked, holding the half eaten cupcake towards her as she sat back down on the couch.

“No thanks I’m okay.” She responded, giving him a reassuring smile once he eyed her.

“Okay wait right here. I have a present for you.” Y/N spoke softly, Vinnie’s head turning towards her as he eyed her.

“Y/N, I told you no presents.” Vinnie spoke and Y/N shook her head.

“I promise you’re going to love it.” She assured, leaning over to plant a kiss on his cheek before standing up and heading into their shared bedroom.

Y/N reached into the bag she tucked away in the closet, pulling out a light blue floral lingerie set that Vinnie had one time told her she should get.

She rushed to take her clothes off and change into it, eyeing herself in the mirror as she tossed her hair over her shoulders. The small flowy skirt of it barely covered her ass, the bottom of it showing the slightest bit of the blue lacy thong that came with it when she raised her arms.

The floral top held her breasts just right making them look full and pushed together nicely. Y/N let out a small breath walking to the door and peeking her head out, seeing Vinnie scrolling through his phone as he waited.

“Okay, close your eyes and trust me.” Vinnie glanced up at her, obeying as he turned his phone off and placed it next to him as his beautiful brown eyes fluttered shut.

Y/N walked out of the room, moving to stand right in front of him as her heart began to beat from anticipation.

“Okay…open.” Y/N watched as his eyes opened, widening at the sight in front of him.

“Holy shit baby.” Vinnie breathed out, taking in the sight of his girlfriend as she stood there slightly nervous as she chewed on her bottom lip, wringing her hands together.

“Do you like it?” She asked softly as Vinnie grabbed her hands.

“Do I like it psh…” He answered, pulling her towards him as she placed each leg on either side of his, settling herself on his lap.

“I love it.” He whispered against her lips as he leaned forward and connected both their lips.

“So this is my present I take it?” Vinnie spoke as he disconnected their lips, moving his head back to get another look of how beautiful and sexy she looked at the same time.

“Part of it.” Y/N spoke, running a hand through Vinnie’s messy hair as she clasped her hands around his neck. Vinnie raised an eyebrow in confusion as his thumbs rubbed up and down her sides soothingly.

“It’s your day so I think you deserve me on my knees for you.” She spoke in a low tone, watching as Vinnie’s eyes became clouded with lust, feeling the bulge in his sweatpants begin to grow at the sentence.

“Fuck baby.” Vinnie groaned out as his hands traveled down to rest above her ass.

Y/N wasted no time in pressing her lips against his, Vinnie responding to the action in the blink of an eye as their lips moved in sync.

Vinnie placed his hands under Y/N’s ass, pulling her up with him as he walked to their room, kicking the door shut behind them as he took a seat on their bed.

Y/N moved back, placing her hands at the hem of his plain white t-shirt as she pulled it up and over his head. She then leaned forward, connecting her lips to his jawline as she peppered open-mouthed kisses down his neck as Vinnie let out a shaky breath.

She stood up from his lap as she placed her hands on his thighs, slowly sinking down to her knees as she told him before. Vinnie leaned back on his hands slightly, taking in the sight.

“Fuck baby. This is an incredible view.” Vinnie breathed out, reaching forward with one of his hands to caress the side of her face.

Y/N didn’t respond, instead grabbing the waistband of his sweats, pulling them down at an agonizing pace as Vinnie bucked his hips up to make it easier for her.

Y/N took in the way his cock hit right against him, precum leaking out of the tip as she felt herself get aroused at the sight.

She leaned up on her knees and forward as she placed a small kiss in the head of his cock, Vinnie letting out a small moan at the feeling.

“Don’t tease me baby.” He warned, eyes gleaming down at her in a warning as hers peered up at him.

Without warning, Y/N grabbed him at the base, opened her mouth and closed it around his shaft.

“Fuck-” Vinnie moaned out, eyes closing at the feeling of her lips around him, moving up and down as her tongue stayed flat against the underside of his dick.

Y/N looked up at him through her mascara clad lashes, taking in his reaction as she hollowed her cheeks, taking him deeper down her throat as Vinnie reached down and grabbed her hair in a makeshift ponytail.

“Oh baby that’s it.” He breathed out, his mouth letting out pants of air as he saw her lips curl slightly around him at the praise.

“Shit Y/N you’re sucking me off so fucking good.” Y/N couldn’t help but moan at his choice of words as she quickened her pace, settling herself by placing her hands on his thighs again. Her thighs clenched together as she felt the wetness between her folds gather, more than likely leaving a spot on her underwear.

“Y/N, I’m, fuck, gonna cum.” Vinnie moaned out as he felt his orgasm come quicker than he expected. Y/N looked back up at him, her eyes a silent response as Vinnie grasped her hair tighter, bucking his hips slightly into her mouth as he came in her mouth.

Y/N slowly eased him out of her mouth, swallowing the salty substance as she looked at Vinnie leaned back on the bed, chest rising up and down as he worked to catch his breath.

“Man baby that was so fucking hot.” He breathed out, leaning forward to wrap his arms around Y/N’s upper torso to help her up from her knees.

Y/N smiled at him, placing both her hands on his cheeks as he stared up at her.

“You know what I want now?” He spoke, hands running down her sides.

“Hm?”

“I want you to sit that sweet pussy on my face.” Vinnie spoke, his voice deep as Y/N felt her cheeks turn red, more wetness pooling from her.

Vinnie easily pulled her up onto the bed, scooting back as he helped Y/N position her legs on either side of his head as the skirt of the lingerie she wore pulled around his head. Vinnie’s eyes looking up, looking at the wet spot on her blue lacy thong.

“Damn baby, so soaked for me.” Vinnie couldn’t help but moan at the sight as he leaned up and kissed her clit through the fabric, making Y/N gasp at the feeling.

Vinnie smirked to himself as he grabbed the hem of her underwear, pulling it down as Y/N moved her legs to help take them off.

Vinnie wasted no time, grabbing her hips and sitting her all the way down on his face.

Y/N let out a yelp, feeling his tongue run up and down her slit as she let out a moan while grabbing onto the headboard.

Vinnie ran his tongue up and down her slit, slightly hitting her swollen clit a few times to tease before fully placing his tongue on the bundle of nerves.

“Oh fuck-” Y/N moaned out, her eyes closing at the feeling of Vinnie’s tongue hitting every spot with his tongue as she felt the warmth begin to pool in the bottom of her stomach.

She felt one of Vinnie’s hands leave her hips and watch it disappear before feeling two of his fingers slowly push into her. Her eyes rolled back as she leaned her head against the headboard, unable to form words as profanities left her mouth in pants.

Vinnie worked his fingers into her at a steady pace as his tongue and lips focused on her clit.

“Vin, ah! I’m gonna cum!” He heard Y/N above him, her thighs slightly clenching around his head as he thrusted his fingers in more, curling them slightly to hit that spot inside of her. He circled his lips around her clit, sucking harshly as he felt her walls clench against his fingers.

“Fuck-” Y/N whined as her orgasm crashed into her, Vinnie not stopping his actions and her hips wiggled from the sensitivity.

“Too much!” She shrieked and Vinnie carefully lifted her up from her hips and off his face.

Y/N breathed heavily, chest rising and falling as her thighs shook slightly. She looked up at Vinnie as he sat up, chin glistening with her orgasm as he smugly smiled at her.

“As much as I love this on you baby, I think it’s time to take it off.” Vinnie spoke, eyes traveling up and down the lingerie as he grabbed the skirt at the bottom, lifting it up and over Y/N’s head as he tossed it to the side.

“You okay sweetheart?” He asked as he saw Y/N still working on catching her breath.

“Mhm,” she replied, looking into his eyes.

“Good, cause I’m not done with you yet.” Y/N shook her head as Vinnie stood up from the bed, slightly pushing her back forward until her head was against the mattress and her ass was in the air.

“Vinnie I don’t- oh!” Y/N’s plea was cut off by a moan as she felt Vinnie’s tip tease her entrance.

“What was that baby?” Vinnie asked, faking concern as Y/N wiggled her hips, aching for more.

“Mmm that’s what I thought.” He said before thrusting into her, Y/N letting out a loud moan as she felt her body be thrusted forward at the impact.

“Fuck baby you feel so good.” Vinnie moaned out, his hips hitting her ass with every thrust.

Y/N moaned out her boyfriend’s name, the sensitivity from her previous orgasm still very much there as she felt Vinnie’s thrust into her at a rough pace, making her unable to form a coherent sentence as she could feel her second orgasm of the night forming.

“You’re taking me so well. Look at you giving me this pussy on my birthday.” Y/N felt herself clench around him, Vinnie’s words being all she needed for her to release around him.

“That’s it baby, give it to ms.” Vinnie whispered, not slowing his movements at all as he continued to thrust into her.

“Vi-Vinnie! Stop I-I can’t!” Y/N spoke from the bed, attempting to move away. Vinnie gripped her hips holding her in place as he slowed his thrusts, leaned forward over her.

“Yes you can. You can give me one more pretty girl.” He spoke, his voice deep with lust as Y/N shook her head the best she could with her head on the mattress.

“Come on take my cock like a good girl. One more and that’s it.” He cooed, picking the pace back up as Y/N whined out, her legs losing feeling to them as the inside of her thighs began to ache.

Vinnie looked down at where the two of them met, his length glistening from Y/N’s orgasm as he rocked his hips into her.

“Fuck baby I’m so close. Give it to me sweet girl. Make a mess on me.” Vinnie moaned out, thrusting faster as he chased his own orgasm.

Y/N gripped onto the sheets below her as she whimpered, her body betraying her as her third orgasm of the night hit her like a wave, her pussy clenching around Vinnie harder than before, which was all he needed to spill inside her.

Vinnie’s thrusts came to a stop, tilting his head back as his mouth opened to regulate his breathing.

Slowly, he pulled out of her, Y/N letting out a whine at the overstimulation feeling as her eyes squeezed shut.

“You’re okay baby.” He spoke softly, running his hand along her sides as he planted a kiss on her shoulder.

Vinnie quickly walked into the bathroom? grabbing a washcloth and running it under warm water before heading back to Y/N in the same position as before.

Vinnie looked down at her, watching the milky substance seep out of her before running the warm washcloth over her.

“I know, I know.” Vinnie spoke as Y/N whimpered, wiggling as the cloth hit her sensitive clit a few times.

Y/N listened as Vinnie slid on a pair of boxers before approaching her side.

“Ready to get dressed?” He asked, his brown eyes no longer filled with lust but replaced with adoration as he moved a strand of her hair out of her face.

“Mhm.” Y/N hummed, making Vinnie smile slightly as he gently laid her on her back, rubbing her thighs soothingly to help her get the feeling back to them as he slid a pair of underwear on her as well as the white t-shirt he was wearing earlier onto her as well.

Vinnie settled Y/N into her side of the bed as he walked into the kitchen to grab her white water bottle, setting it on the nightstand next to her before climbing into his side of the bed.

Y/N wasted no time scooting closer to him, laying her head on his chest and tossing her arm over his stomach.

“So did you like your present?” She asked, her voice slightly raspy.

Vinnie smiled, rubbing his hand up and down her back.

“I loved it. No better way to kick off my birthday than with my favorite girl.” Vinnie responded, his head tilting down to look at her.

Y/N smiled, moving her head so she can look up at him.

“Happy Birthday baby.” She spoke softly, Vinnie smiling down at her.

“Thank you my love. I love you.” He responded.

“I love you too.” Y/N spoke, her eyes closing at the feeling of his lips pressing into her forehead.

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happy birthday to our favorite boy!!! i know i'm late writing this but i HAD to fulfill the request!!! (also yes this is a photo from last year but i love this pic and it fits the vibe)

#vinnie hacker #vinnie hacker x reader #vinnie hacker imagines #vinniehacker #vinnie hacker smut #vhacker

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ciginatree · 8 months ago

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Pretty- Vinny Mauro x female!reader

Content Warnings: fluff, smut, unprotected p in v sex, language, teeny bit of angst. 18+ MDNI.

Word Count: 2k

Author's Note: Okay, this is my first one shot I have ever written so please give me feedback. Also it's unbetaed so... yeah. Enjoy!

This story is a complete work of fiction portraying the likeness of a real person or persons in a fictional situation.

“Seriously?! You expect me to believe that you think I’m pretty?” You yell at the man before you.

“Yes! Because you are pretty!” Vinny gestures wildly at you.

“Bull. Shit. I don’t believe you.”

Vinny groans in frustration as he drags his hands through his hair, pulling at the strands in annoyance. “Why? Why is it so hard for you to believe me?”

“Because I’ve seen the girls at the meet and greets! I’ve seen the girls you follow on Instagram! You’re more delusional than I am if you expect me to believe that I’m even half as pretty as any of them!”

Neither you, nor Vinny, could pinpoint exactly how long you two had been fighting in his hotel room, but it felt like hours. It might as well have been. At this point you were just chasing each other's tails, resorting back to the same points and reasoning. An unstoppable force versus an immovable object. You had been touring with the band for the past few weeks, working as an assistant sound tech. You had toured with them once before, and you and Vinny immediately hit it off. There was just something about him that you were instantly drawn to, but you immediately smashed and trashed any feelings that might develop. As much as your heart yearned to pursue him romantically, you knew logically it just wasn’t possible. You needed this job, you couldn’t risk losing it over a crush.

At times, you thought that maybe he could feel the same way about you. Instances where you caught him looking at you before quickly looking away, sometimes he would sit just close enough so you were touching knees or shoulders. But Vinny’s flirty with everyone, that’s just how he is. So you didn’t even dare to get your hopes up. You tried not to anyway.

Now, you bring your hands to your face, shrieking angrily into them briefly before holding them out in front of you. “I can’t deal with this right now. I’m going to get a drink or something.” You turn to walk out of the hotel room, but you only make it two steps before a strong, calloused hand grips your wrist. “Vinny, what the fuck-” He cuts you off by yanking you towards him. Placing a hand on each of your hips, he backs you up into the wall with a thud. He tilts his head so his lips brush the cusp of your ear, his warm breath puffing into your hairline.

“Why don’t I show you how pretty you are?” Your heart is pounding in your ears and you’re panting from the proximity. His body heat is radiating off of him and seeping into you. He brings his head back to look you in the eye. You glance at his lips before crashing yours into his. The kiss is fiery, passionate, and breathless. The lips you’d thought about kissing for months were parted and warm against your own. A soft whine of a noise escapes from the back of your throat and Vinny groans lowly in response. Finally, you both break apart, panting for air. Only a moment passes before Vinny dips his head down, attaching his kiss swollen lips to your neck. You gasp and tilt your head back against the wall as he caresses your pulse point with his lips, fingers flexing against your hip bones. The quiet noises you make are driving him crazy and he works faster leaving a wet trail of hickeys and love bites along your neck.

“Vinny…” you whimper quietly, bringing a hand up to tangle in his dark curls, tugging softly at the roots. His hair is still damp from his post show shower, a drop of water rolls from the base of his hair and down your arm. He leaves one more sloppy kiss below your jaw before drawing back to look at you again. His pupils are wider than you’ve ever seen them, and he’s breathing heavily. Vinny kisses you again, slower this time, but no less passionate. He swipes his tongue tentatively across your bottom lip and you part them, meeting his tongue with your own. There is no fight for dominance, just a slow movement against each other. Savoring the feeling.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this,” Vinny groans in between kisses. He presses in tighter against you and you can feel his erection digging in just above your core. The kiss becomes sloppy, a tangle of tongue, lips, and teeth as you start to grind against each other. Sultry moans and pants fill the space between you and a dull ache blossoms between your legs. Vinny breaks the kiss momentarily to catch his breath before he returns to your neck, not kissing, but simply nuzzling his lips and nose into the bruises he painted there.

“Here’s what I’m thinking,” he rasps into your skin, “I think I’m going to fuck you slowly and sweetly to show you just how pretty you are, and then I’m going to fucking ruin you.”

You pause for a moment, the lust filled fog breaking momentarily to bring a moment of clarity to your situation. What if he sees your body and changes his mind? What if this changes things between the two of you? Fuck, what if someone finds out and you lose your job? Vinny notices your hesitation, he furrows his brows slightly, hoping he didn’t do anything to make you uncomfortable. Gently, he pulls back, bringing a hand up to brush his fingertips along your cheek.

“You’re allowed to say no, sweetheart.” Your eyes snap back up to his, and any doubts are immediately blanketed. The look in his eyes is so sincere, so intense.

“I want this. I want you to fuck me Vinny.” The corner of his mouth twitches up and hunger sparks in his eyes.

“Jump.” Vinny quickly snakes his arms underneath you as you wrap your legs around his waist. He briskly walks you both to the queen bed in the corner of the hotel room, dropping you onto the mattress. He rips his shirt off, tossing it god knows where before grasping the hem of your top, lifting it over your head. He returns to you, devouring your lips like a starving man. Lifting one hand to cradle the back of your head, Vinny leans you both down onto the pillows, sinking down on top of you. As he kisses you he trails the fingertips of his free hand along your side, brushing the skin lightly, exploring it. He sweeps his hands up to your bra, kneading and cupping your covered breasts as he revels in the melody of your moans. “Can I take this off, baby?” His voice is low and breathless.

You nod in response, arching your chest to give him access to unhook the bra. His hands draw the straps down your arms and Vinny’s breath escapes him in a quick exhale at the sight of you. His hands draw subconsciously to your tits and his eyes don’t leave your chest for a second as he begins to work your nipples between his fingers, stiffening them to hard peaks. You gasp and arch your chest further into him. “Fuck,” Vinny whispers under his breath, barely audible. He slides his hands down and away from your breasts to unbutton your jeans and you slide down his pants along with his boxers in return. Now that you're both fully naked, Vinny leans back, absorbing every aspect of you. The city lights filter in through the gaps in the curtain, brushing your body with a kaleidoscope of colors, blending with the warm glow of the bedside lamp across your face. He groans, losing himself in the sight. “You’re better than anything I could’ve ever imagined.”

He returns his palms to your breasts, running the pads of his fingers over the very tips of your now almost painfully sensitive nipples, teasing you. You squirm and whine at the contact that was not nearly enough to satisfy you. He smiles, chuckling lightly to himself. “Mmm, you like that, baby?”

“Fuck, yes Vinny. Stop teasing I need you to fuck me.” You writhe under him, grinding your hips up in an attempt to gain some of friction. Any kind of relief. He shifts his hips back before you can make contact.

He smirks down at you. “Say you’re pretty.”

“What?”

“Say you’re pretty, then I’ll fuck you.”

“Vin seriously-” you cut off with a gasp as he pinches your nipples.

“I won’t fuck you until you say you’re pretty.”

You relent, dropping your head back onto the pillows with a huff. “Fine. I’m pretty.”

Vin smiles warmly down at you as he threads his fingers with yours, clutching your hand on the pillow beside your head. He places a soft, lingering peck on your lips and rests his forehead on your own. “You’re more gorgeous than you will ever know.”

He pulls back just enough to grab the root of his dick, lining it up with your entrance. Slowly, he pushes the tip in, moaning in unison with you. He waits a moment before pushing in further, then pulling back. Rocking back and forth, bit by bit pushing further until he’s completely inside you. He presses his head into your shoulder, moaning your name softly, pausing to allow you to adjust to the feeling. He then draws his hips back slowly, both of you relishing the pull of his cock along your walls. Vinny begins to find a steady rhythm, rocking in and out as you both moan, pant, and whimper against each other. You wrap your free hand around his shoulder while the other one remains grasped tightly with Vinny’s.

“Fuck you feel so good Vin,” you whimper, tilting your head back against the pillow as you rock your hips up to meet his thrusts.

“So- mnh- so tight babygirl. Fuck you’re so perfect, so perfect for me.” He speeds up, thrusting harder into you as you both start to glisten with beads of sweat. You slide your hand up from his shoulder to brush the hair out of his face, gripping the crimson and chocolate locks against his scalp. Vinny takes a moment to appreciate the sight of you; eyebrows furrowed together with your mouth dropped open in pleasure, chanting his name like a prayer. He shifts his weight onto the arm that’s holding your hand, bringing his now free hand down to your swollen clit. He rubs fast circles on the hard bud before repeatedly strumming it lightly with his fingertip. “Shit!” Vin gasps as your pussy clamps down harder around his cock.

You moan lewdly, a sultry noise escaping you as you arch further and buck your hips. Wrapping your legs around his back, your mind blanks and all you feel is overwhelming pleasure. The warm pressure building deep between your legs feels like it’s going to release at any moment. “Vin, fuck, I’m gonna- I’m gonna c-cum!” you pant desperately. You feel a heavy twitch of his dick inside you and you know he isn’t going to last much longer.

“Fuck, me too. Cum with- ahh- cum with me.” Vinny relentlessly pounds into you as you release. Your pussy clamping down on him as you convulse and cry out in an echo of Vinny’s name. Your back arches violently and your hand grips his hair like a vice. Vinny groans out a strangled shout of your name as he buries as deep into you as he can get, spreading his warmth into you. Dropping his head to pant into your shoulder, he clutches your hand like you’ll disappear at any moment.

Spent, you lie limp together, breathing shakily with Vinny still deep inside you. Slowly, he removes his head from your shoulder to capture your lips in a dizzying kiss. Fuzzy and fucked out, all you can feel is Vinny. A whine escapes you as he slowly pulls out, flipping you over gingerly so you’re resting on his chest. His heartbeat is thumping gently against your cheek, lulling you further into relaxation. Vinny strokes your hair as you doze off, holding you against him with his other arm. As you fade into sleep, you hear Vinny whisper into your ear: “You’re my pretty girl.”

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