#we got super fucked up and I got to wear my underwear to the underwear party

[deepcutbrotank]

I just got on the ferry to head home after an 8 day stint in PTown and omg my heart and hole are so full

[bro-atz]

bottle service

in which: all yunho wants to do is fuck the bottle girl's brains out.

pair: big dick!yunho/small!afab!reader

word count: 3.4k

content: smut, completely consensual!

rated: R | nsfw — minors do not interact

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Yunho didn’t have a type, per se, but he found himself always drawn to girls like you. His friends made fun of him, telling him that he had a lolita complex, but that was definitely, completely, 100% not true, especially because he was not at all attracted to underaged girls. No way. Absolutely not. He just liked dainty little women with soft facial features and short statures— what she could be wearing doesn’t matter to him at all (because, honestly, he would rather they wear nothing at all).

“Five bucks says he hits on her by the end of the night,” Yunho heard Mingi whisper to San.

“There’s no fucking way I’m taking that bet because we already fucking know he’s going to do it,” San, already completely wasted, conveyed his opinion along with his sailor mouth.

“Boo, you’re no fun,” Mingi frowned.

Yunho rolled his eyes. As Mingi and San continued to bicker in the background, Yunho’s eyes followed your every movement. He watched as your hair swayed gracefully while your short legs carried you around the room, making you seem like you were almost gliding. For someone so short, he was surprised to see you carrying multiple trays of beer, and his eyes flew wide open when he saw you effortlessly carry a huge bottle of champagne that could very well be three times your size— the bottle was bigger than your head for crying out loud.

“You know it’s going to be impossible to hit on a bottle girl of all people. Let’s be real, Yunho, she probably gets rich bastards hitting on her all the time, and she doesn’t even need that since she’s making so much in tips,” Seonghwa brought his voice down as he talked to the man.

“Yeah, just give up, dude,” Wooyoung added. “It ain’t never gonna happen.”

Clenching his jaw, Yunho was determined to prove them wrong. He walked away from the table and immediately up to you.

Now looking at you a little closer, Yunho didn’t realize that you were practically naked. You were wearing nothing but a cropped tank top and high-rise shorts, your red underwear peaking out whenever you bent down or moved your shoulder. Fuck, it just made the tall man want you even more.

“Hey,” he started, thinking that the line by itself would be enough.

“Hi, darling. Would your table like another round?” you, on the other hand, were in sales mode. You had no time to be flirting with this man.

“Actually, I—”

“Hey, Y/N! One more round for me and my boys!” another customer yelled from afar.

“You got it, darlin’!”

Yunho gaped as you immediately got back to work. He slunk back to his table and stood with a frown, the boys silent for a hot second before immediately bursting out into laughter.

“You’re an idiot, Yunho!” Hongjoong roared as he clapped the man on the back.

“San, you should’ve taken the bet,” Jongho pointed out.

“No, because the bet was on whether or not he would go and flirt, not whether or not he would be successful. If you said get her by the end of the night, I would’ve happily taken that bet,” San snickered.

“You guys suck,” Yunho grumbled as he crossed his arms over his chest.

Yunho wasn’t able to really focus on much after that. He wanted you even more.

You stepped out for a smoke. God knows you needed it. Yes, the tips were really fucking good, but dealing with sleazy businessmen and frat bros spending all of their daddy’s money was less than ideal. Truth be told, there was only one table there that night that you didn’t mind serving. They all seemed like a bunch of well off dudes with enough money to spend but none of the pretentiousness. Especially that one super tall guy who approached you. He didn’t seem so bad.

“Just get over it. It’s not going to happen.”

Your ears perked up when you heard a man with the lowest voice on Earth speak from around the corner. You peeked your head around to see the tall man and another one of his friends from that table.

“You really suck, Yeosang,” the tall man pouted— God, he looked so cute with a pout on his face.

“She’s working, Yunho. Don’t bother the poor thing. Let her pay her bills,” the other man, Yeosang, lectured Yunho.

A curious smile emerged on your face. Were they talking about you, perhaps?

“If we leave her a big enough tip, then she could leave work early, and everything would be fine!”

“At the risk of her losing her job! It’s one thing to just want to sleep with her, but another if you’re willing to sabotage her life just to get some pussy tonight. Also, knowing you, you’re going to fucking murder her because you’re so big and she’s so small.”

There was only one short girl on your team, and that was you. So, yes, they had to be talking about you. Killing the rest of your cigarette, you sprayed breath freshener in your mouth and smoothed out your hair before walking around the corner and sashaying back into the establishment, making sure you gave Yunho a good view. Right before you went back inside, you looked over your shoulder and smiled at him briefly, leaving him with a rock-hard boner.

“Fuck…” you barely heard Yunho groan as he desperately tried to calm himself down.

A smirk lingered on your face knowing that you got the man all sorts of hot and bothered. Good.

“So, Y/N, what’s it like to be a bottle girl?” Seonghwa asked you.

It calmed down in the establishment quite a lot after about an hour, allowing you to dedicate your time to the table that you were most excited to serve. You stood with them, the eight men towering over you. Originally, that would intimidate you, but given the information you knew about the tallest man of the group crushing hard on you, the height disparity didn’t bother you in the slightest.

“I mean, you can really see for yourself,” you responded with a smile. “It’s like being a stripper at times, but it definitely beats being a stripper since I don’t have to give lap dances to wasted men. I just serve them alcohol.”

“So you used to be a stripper?” San smirked— not at you, though; he was just trying to get a rise out of Yunho.

“Yeah, I did that for a couple of years before moving to the city and getting this job.”

“That’s so fucking sexy of you, Y/N,” Mingi, who was standing closest to you, stood the tiniest bit closer and ran his finger along your arm. You could see Yunho’s jaw clench when he saw what Mingi did to you.

With an exasperated smile, you grabbed Mingi’s hand and pushed it away while saying, “Buddy, you can look, but you can’t touch.”

“Not even if I tip you well?”

“She just said she’s not a stripper anymore, Mankgi,” Hongjoong swatted the back of the boy’s head. “Don’t do something stupid.”

You saw Yunho’s jaw relax, nearly making you laugh. Yunho was definitely subtle with his reactions, but you were keeping such a close eye on him that every single action and reaction of his did not go missed by you. He was such a cutie, and you were here for it.

“So, Y/N, what time do you have to stay and work until?” Yeosang, who seemed to be wingman-ing Yunho, asked you.

“We close at 3 AM, so 4 AM,” you sighed. “Gotta enter the tips and help the busboys clean up.”

“You would think as a sexy bottle girl, you wouldn’t have to do menial labor like that,” Wooyoung mused.

“We’re still employees,” you laughed. Then, bringing your voice down, you said, “But I like helping because sometimes we find loose bills around the venue. Free money.”

The place was practically empty by the time 3 AM rolled around. You realized that as you talked to the eight men, you talked to all of them except the man that you were actually interested in. Bummer. You couldn’t expect him to wait for you after work, so when they all left for the night, a light sigh left your lips, and you half-heartedly finished your work for the night.

Yet, at 4 AM, you left the building to see Yunho standing outside. It was a little chilly out, so you could see his breath in the air as he exhaled and looked up at the sky. He looked so sexy standing there with his hands in his pockets, his jawline and neck accentuated in the city lights as he held his head up high.

Of course Yunho was going to wait for you. You weren’t as subtle as you’d like to think— he noticed your sly looks in his direction when you were talking to his table, and he knew that you wanted him just as much as he wanted you. Fuck, you were so perfect for him, and he told himself he would do anything if he got to spend the rest of the night with you, even if that meant waiting outside for you for an hour. At least that gave him time to sober up slightly more (not that he had much to drink in the first place).

“Yunho, right?” you asked as you approached the man.

“Oh! Y/N,” Yunho, surprised, turned around to face you, a light blush appearing on his face. “H-hi…”

“Hey.”

Yunho was speechless for a split moment— you weren’t in your work clothes anymore, and you definitely had a lot more on than before, but your long coat just accentuated your short stature, making the man thirst for you even more. Your hair tumbled around lightly as the wind pushed it back, revealing the playful glimmer in your eyes. Yunho was smitten. Completely and utterly smitten.

“Sorry, I know it must be creepy for a man to be waiting for you after work— I’m sure it happens all the time, and I don’t mean to be one of those men, but I just—”

Yunho, rambling out of sheer nervousness, cut himself off when you approached him and placed a gentle hand on his arm. You gave him a half-flirty, half-appreciative smile as you looked at him. You didn’t need to utter a word for Yunho to feel reassured that the feelings were mutual. Thank God.

“Would you like to go somewhere with me?” you asked him, your voice barely audible over the rushing wind.

Yunho couldn’t keep his hands off you. In the car ride to the hotel, he had his large hand on your thigh, rubbing slowly and sensually, but not going further than that. And then, in the elevator, he pinned you against the wall and grabbed the back of your head, immediately pulling you in for a rough kiss. You clutched and grabbed at his forearms as he fully overtook you, his lips completely devouring yours. He only got more rough from there when he shoved his hand down the waistband of your pants and panties, his fingers stroking your dripping folds.

“Yun— Ah! Yunho, w-wait,” you moaned, your words muffled against his lips.

“What do you mean “wait”, doll? You’re so fucking wet for me,” Yunho teased as he murmured against your lips. “I think you’re just as impatient as I am.”

“M-my legs,” you whimpered before inhaling sharply. “If you don’t wait, I won’t be able to stand…”

“If that’s the case,” Yunho growled before withdrawing his hand so he could lift you, his large hands grabbing and squeezing your ass as he suspended you in the air.

You laced your fingers through his hair and held tightly as you brought your lips to his once more, his tongue diving deep into your mouth as he resumed eating you alive. The elevator doors opened, and you for sure thought he was going to let you down, but instead, he continued to carry you down the hall, his lips still locked in a frenzy with yours. Soft moans and sighs left the two of you as you got to the room. Yunho unlocked the room and immediately rushed inside so he could pin you on the bed and rip your clothes off you.

“Fuck, you’re so fucking wet,” Yunho murmured as he gazed at your slick, his tongue sensually running along his lower lip. “Gimme a taste, why don’t you?”

You nodded shyly. Yunho’s hands went under your thighs and pushed your legs up, his tongue meeting your cunt. You cried out in pleasure when you felt his tongue slither inside you, his nose brushing against your clit as he ate you out. It was when Yunho lifted you up while continuing lick and slurp up your arousal fluid did you yelp, the man holding you up in the air as his tongue violated you. You held onto the roots of his hair and gripped for dear life, the fear of you falling sending blood rushing through your body but also filling you with excitement.

Before you could cum, Yunho let you down. He wiped his mouth with the sleeve of his shirt and looked down at your tiny, helpless body, a smirk forming on his face as thought about you looking torn to shreds because of his monster cock. You watched him with trembling eyes as the man slowly stripped down for you, your eyes widening as you saw his firm cock trembling and waiting to burst forth from his underwear.

“Y-yunho… I— I don’t think you’re going to fit,” you said with slight fear.

“I’ll be the judge of that,” Yunho responded nonchalantly as he revealed his massive cock and tapped your waist lightly, his cock the literal length of your stomach.

Rolling on a condom that he had taken out from his wallet moments prior, Yunho got on the bed and rubbed the tip of his cock against your folds. You were terrified that he was going to just push his way right through you, but instead, Yunho merely pushed the head into your cunt, then pulled out. He did this several times, frustration starting to build inside you as he teased the everloving shit out of you.

“For someone who was so afraid, you seem to want me inside you,” Yunho chuckled.

“Fu-uck! Yunho, do something, please,” you begged him, the fire in your loins burning a hole within you.

“Alright. Just relax for me, okay?” Yunho said, his voice hushed and calm as he caressed your face.

You nodded and did your best to relax, your head pushing into his hand as he finally pushed more than just the tip into you. You felt him fill you up, and you felt like he was tearing you as his cock spread you wider than you had ever been spread. You reached for his arms and held on tightly as he pressed his hands onto the bed right above your shoulders, a groan rumbling in the back of his throat.

“Shit, you’re so tight,” Yunho grunted. “Loosen up.”

You inhaled and exhaled deeply, Yunho shoving his length all the way inside you when you exhaled. You flung your head back and cried loudly as you felt his cock throb uncontrollably inside you, his cock brushing against your cervix. Yunho remained in place as he let out an erotic sigh while you, on the other hand, were panting and trying desperately to blink the stars out of your vision.

“See,” Yunho told you, a cocky smile on his face. “I do fit.”

“Mmmhmmm,” you couldn’t even formulate words— all the man did was push his cock in you, and you already felt like you were fucked out simply because of how much he filled you up.

He only thrusted into you a singular time, but your entire body lurched and moved backwards with said thrust. The sound of his waist hitting your ass echoed loudly in the room, and the sound only got more repetitive as he began to properly move. His cock was so massive that you felt like he was going to pull out your insides.

“Doll, you feel so fucking good,” Yunho grunted out, his head dropping down to your neck. “So fucking good. You’re so tight and small— Fuck!”

Yunho flipped the two of you so that he was laying on the bed and you were straddling him. When you sat all the way down, you felt like his cock shot straight through you, hitting your cervix with such force that you came immediately. You cried loudly as you creamed and clenched, making the man flinch and nearly cum himself.

“Shit, don’t go squeezing me like that,” Yunho grunted with a little chuckle. “You nearly snapped my cock off.”

“Do-Don’t act like you— Hnngh— Didn’t like that,” you panted out, little groans leaving you as you continued to ride his fat cock.

Yunho smirked. He propped himself up on his elbows and thrust into you at an angle that made you completely fall apart, your hands resting on his abs to keep you steady. You could barely keep your hands in place, though, because he brought his lips to your breast and started sucking hard, his mouth completely overtaking your nipple. You entire body trembled when you felt his tongue flick and swirl around your nipple, and it certainly did not help that he sucked super hard on your breast as if he was trying to get something out of it. Your toes curled as he switched from one to the other, and his waist refused to let up as he thrust powerfully from underneath you.

“‘m c-cumming again!” you moaned loudly as your cunt convulsed, making you squirt all over Yunho’s waist.

He, however, refused to give you a break. Your head was still in the cloud when he sat up entirely and moved so that he was kneeling and you were still sitting on his cock, your legs wrapped around his waist as he thrust into you continuously. You clung to him and moaned loudly as his thrusts did not slow down in the slightest. He continued to drill into you over and over again, his force so immense that he ended up pinning you down on the bed again.

His cock kept rubbing along your G-spot and hitting your cervix, and the louder you cried, the more intense that feeling got. You could barely see through bleary, teary eyes that his eyes were dark and his jaw was tense as he fucked you into the mattress.

“You’re tightening up again, doll— are you gonna cum again?” Yunho could barely laugh as he groaned his question.

“Ye-es, I’m c-close,” you whined. “I’m gonna—”

Yunho interrupted you with a kiss, his grip on your waist tightening. You looked up at him through half-lidded eyes, the blood rushing to your ears as you barely heard him say, “Wait for me. I’m al-almost there— Shit!”

Suddenly pulling out, Yunho removed the condom and came all over you, his seed spreading from your chest all the way down to your convulsing pussy as you, too, came. Yunho sat back on his heels and jerked himself off as more of his hot cum spurt out and landed on your skin.

“Jesus Christ,” you hissed as you flung your head back into the sheets, your hands covering your face. “That was insane.”

“In a good or bad way?” Yunho asked with a slight laugh, his body hovering over yours as he brought himself to look at your fucked out face.

“Good— That was too fucking good, Yunho,” you sighed out. “Too fucking good…”

“I’d say let’s go again, but I’m afraid I’ve only got the one condom,” he whispered.

“…Are you clean?”

“Yes, are you?”

You nodded then reached for his neck, pulling him into your embrace. Your lips brushed against his ear as you whispered, “Then I don’t see why we can’t go again.”

Yunho shivered, and his cock firmed up almost immediately. He grabbed you and flipped you over so that you were on your hands and knees, his cock immediately rubbing along your ass crack.

“You’re going to regret saying that to me, doll.”

[babygorewhore]

I’m talking now.

You decide to push Rafe’s buttons. W. C less than 1k.

Warnings! Choking! Male masturbation! Spitting! Daddy kink! Brat taming! Dividers by @xxbimbobunnyxx

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“Yeah, okay!” You roll your eyes and return to typing away on your phone as you drown out Rafe. You knew it was a dangerous game, being a brat to him like this but you truly wanted to make him break.

He had just got home after work, still in his suit and tie, he looked at you with a bewildered expression. “Are you okay?” You look up from your mobile.

“Yup! Super!” You bite at him and look down. Your heart starts racing as silence fills the air but then finally you hear his footsteps retreat. Damn, you’d have to push even harder especially considering he had been trying to work on his temper lately to be a better boyfriend.

Minutes went by and Rafe returned, wearing a t- shirt and gray sweatpants and he settled on the couch next to you but you still remained on your phone aimlessly scrolling. It was hard to ignore him but you contained the urge to peer up at him.

“So…how was your day, baby girl?” He asks and you sigh.

“Fine. You?” Your short reply made him bristle but he told you about his day but you turned away from him, nestling your body against the cushion.

“Okay. What the hell is going on? Did I do something?” Rafe demands and you scoff, folding your arms. Your back is still facing him on the couch. “No, Rafe. What would make you think that?” You felt your body turn, his hand on your shoulder and he moves you so you’re sitting up. Facing him.

“Listen. We don’t do this. We don’t ignore each other. If something happens, you tell me.” He raises his eyebrows to make sure you hear him but you sigh and look at your nails. “Hey. Look at me,” he cups your chin and tilts your head up. “Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir!” You salute and stand, nudging him off. “Yes, father! Anything you say! God, you’re so bossy! You think because you’re Mr. Rafe Cameron you can say and do whatever you want to whoever you want. And it’s annoying! Like I GET it, Rafe. I’m your girlfriend, not a dog you can bark at!”

Rafe looks at you like you’ve lost your mind. “What in the fuck are you talking-“

But you plug your ears and interrupt. “Oh, god will you just stop being so dumb, Rafe? How many ways do I have to explain something to you?”

“STOP! STOP IT!” Rafe bellowed, causing your mouth to immediately close and your eyes to widen. Everything in your body froze as his face went red. “I’m talking now! And you do NOT speak to me like that.”

You had no idea what bravery or stupidity took over you but you gave him a slow and steady smile. “Or what?”

That was it. Rafe wrapped his hand around your throat, throwing you onto the couch and he mounted you. His fingers tightened as he leaned down, teeth gritted and his eyes burned. “You’re going to fucking regret this, sweetheart.” He promised as his other hand rips off your shorts, dragging off your panties along with it but instead of ripping them, he brings them to his mouth. “Not gonna cum in you. Only good girls get daddy’s cum in their desperate pussies.”

He licks the center of the lace, moaning at the taste coating his tongue as your hands try and bring him down but his strength overpowers you as he keeps you still. “Not so tough now, are you?” He mocks as you whimper around his grip as he moves to cover your mouth with his palm. Rafe licks another stripe up your underwear before he reaches down, shifting his sweatpants down and showing his hard on through his boxers. He wraps your panties around his hand, sticking them inside his underwear and takes his cock in his fist. He moves so your bare cunt is beneath.

“Daddy-“ You manage underneath his hand but he pushes down harder, stroking his dick faster and he moves your legs apart wider with his knee.

“Oh, no. You don’t get to beg now, pretty baby. You were a bad girl and bad girls get punished.” Rafe’s precum leaks and drips onto your pussy as you tremble watching him jerk himself off with your underwear, “such a fucking whore, huh? Needed my attention so bad you pissed me off?”

Rafe was close, jerking his hips into his hand as you whined underneath him and he let go of your mouth. Sliding his hand to your hair and he pulled your head back. “Open your fucking mouth, greedy little slut.” You do and he spits inside, “aw you do know how to listen.” He taps your cheek a few times before bursting into his palm and fingers.

He moans loudly and smashes his lips to yours in a searing kiss, a mash of teeth and tongue. Rafe slaps your cunt before shoving in his dripping cum inside your entrance before he yanks out his hand with your panties. Rafe shoves them back on your body, up your legs and you gasp at the wet sensation against your pussy.

“You’re gonna wear those as a reminder of what happens when you’re a brat.” Rafe pulls out his phone and snaps a picture of your cunt. “And this is gonna be my little porn when I’m gone. Do you understand?”

You nod with tears in your eyes. “Yes, daddy.”

Rafe smirks and climbs off. “Good. Maybe I’ll reward you later.”

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[oizysian]

09 // Hate fucking // Winner

Summary: What happens when sparring becomes something more?

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Super Solider!Y/N

Warnings: fighting, dirty talk, violence

Word count: 1k

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Before my fist could connect with her pretty little face, I was picked up by her magic and thrown across the room, smashing into the wall, nearly breaking it.

“I thought you were faster than that.” Her accent was thick as she spoke, a smug smirk on her lips that I just wanted to smack off of her face.

“It’s a bit cheating using your mind powers, witchy.”

She frowned, picking me up and slamming me against the wall again, the foundation barely hanging on at this point.

“Not all of us can be super soldiers.” She rolled her eyes and flung a ball of magic at me, which I just barely dodged after being so acquainted with the wall.

“And not all of us can be enhanced by a magic rock.”

Her eyes went red and I made my move to run and tackle her. We fell in a heap on the ground, her brown locks splayed across her face and the floor, her red eyes now green. When she wasn’t trying to kick my ass, she really was beautiful.

With a huff, she raised her hand to flick her magic fingers at me, but I grabbed her wrist and pinned her to the ground.

“You’re done here, witchy. I win.”

“I let you win.” She panted. “Otherwise I’d probably kill you.”

I laughed, resisting the urge to roll my eyes back at her. I brought my face close to hers, merely a hair's breadth away and spoke.

“You wish.”

Before I knew what was happening, we were kissing and wrestling for dominance over each other; hands grabbing at clothes, teeth clashing, and desperate caresses.

She pushed me off of her and got on top of me, grinding her hips into my own as she held me down with her magic.

“Oh, fuck.” I groaned, struggling to gain control again.

I bucked my hips upwards towards her and I caught her off guard, causing her to release me for just a moment - and a moment was all I needed.

I flipped us back over and pinned her hands down on either side of her head, our hips practically melding together. I brought my head down and kissed her again and she bit my lip, nearly drawing blood as we continued our violent make out session.

I let go of one of her hands and reached down between our bodies, rubbing her clit through her thin yoga pants which she was clearly not wearing underwear underneath. Her sports bra was showing from under her ripped t-shirt and I could only imagine what condition I was currently in.

Growing frustrated with the fabric, I ripped it easily, finding she was soaked. I was probably just as wet as she was, but all I could think about was being inside her.

“Are you going to fuck me or not?”

I smiled down at her and slipped two fingers into her heat. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she let out a loud moan as I pumped into her, my thumb rubbing tight circles on her clit.

“Y/N - fuck -”

“That’s right, baby, say my name.”

“Y/N, Y/N, Y/N!” She babbled mindlessly as I fucked her.

Her free hand gripped at what was left of my shirt while the other struggled in my grip, trying to free herself so she could touch me - or gain some control.

She bucked and thrust herself against me, her sounds of pleasure desperate and pathetic as she began to reach release.

“Y/N, faster - faster!” She cried and I obeyed, fucking her faster and harder, rubbing her clit with a fervor I couldn’t explain.

When she came, a gush of wetness spilled from her, soaking my hand and filling me with a depraved sense of satisfaction.

I pulled my fingers out of her and stared down at her flushed face, her emerald eyes hooded and dark with lust. Once she regained her strength, she looked up at me, eyes red.

Confusion washed over me as I felt myself being lifted off of her with her magic. She stood on shaky legs as she held me up and then she pushed me into the wall.

I grunted as I made contact with the wall, once again, and looked at her almost hurt. She walked up to me and flicked her hand at my sweatpants, which made them disintegrate before our very eyes. I inhaled sharply as she got on her knees before me and lifted my leg up on her shoulder before devouring me.

“Oh fuck, Wanda!” I whined softly as I felt her exploring me with her surprisingly skilled tongue.

She hummed against me, her nails digging into my thigh as she licked and sucked at my aching pussy. I couldn’t believe that this was actually happening; the woman that made it a point to publicly hate me was currently on her knees in front of me, eating me out. It made me wonder if I really did hate her myself.

She pulled away and looked up at me. We exchanged glances and she smiled.

“Your thoughts are so loud. Is there something you want to say to me?”

“I hate you.” I growled, my walls clenching around nothing as she left me hanging, quite literally.

“Do you now?” She ran a finger through my folds and I jerked towards her, needing her to keep touching me.

“Yes!”

“Say it again.”

“I hate you.” Her fingers found my clit and she began rubbing circles around it, to torture and tease me.

“Louder.”

“I hate you!” I yelled and she spread my folds with her fingers, then bent her head down and sucked on my clit. “Oh, fuck, I hate you, Wanda.”

My hips rutted against her face as she brought me to climax. She let me ride out my high on her tongue, flattening it against my clit so I could get off on her. As I began to relax, she hummed in satisfaction, releasing me from her magic and letting me land in front of her on a heap on the ground.

“I win.”

[heyhihellosworld]

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Lando Norris x reader

Word count: 2.7k

Warnings: Smut

Notes: This was really fun to write but something completely different from what I usually do and probs not as rough as the request maybe sounded but hope it's fine! Thank you for the request! Also I have cero knowledge about frat-life or anything like it but I tried! I literally had to google the term frat :) I'm on a Lando stint rn apparently, third fic in a row so I hope you all like Lando :D

Request: Could you do super cocky frat Lando? Y/N dosen't like him cuz of his attiude. But after lots & lots of flirting, she starts giving in to his charms (and hotness). He's a bit narcissistic, so when he knows she's in the palm of his hand, he has her undress him, asking her how much she likes his muscles, and then he has her get on her knees and kiss him through his underwear, and then he pushes his c*ock down her throat until she has tears in her eyes, and he's smirking and boasting non-stop. Ahhh!

The first time you laid eyes on him was in art class.

He had been sitting up front, dangling his feet in the air whilst playing with his pen on the tree-desk. Something you found so incredibly annoying as the thumping sound never seemed to stop.

His face held a cocky little smirk and despite his obvious good looks which you couldn't deny you disliked him from first sight.

His brown curls dripped into his eyes and his well shaped face eased into a grin as he talked with his friend. Fuck he was pretty.

As time went you saw him more and more often. It was like everywhere you were, he was. You learned his name was Lando, the same age as you and you also learned that your gut feeling had been completely right. Because Lando was not for the weak, he was cocky, bratty, straight forward and thought he was a celebrity along the halls. Arrogant was what he was.

For some reason though he had set his sights on you, why? You had no idea but at every party, every break, every art class, he was there. Trying to flirt his ways into your bed. Maybe it was just the fact that you weren't falling for your knees for him, maybe it was the need to get what he wanted or it was just pure arrogance, but he never gave up.

He was used to getting who he wanted and you couldn't judge, you guessed he was pretty attractive and also pretty charming when he tried but still. He was Lando, the arrogant, cocky guy who was known for sleeping around and getting his way. It was not qualities you were looking for in a man, not even one to only sleep with.

Lando was persistent though, you had to give him that and regardless of how much you hated to admit it he got under your skin. His sweet words of praise, compliments and small not so innocent touches made your heart stutter and heat crawling up your skin.

For every day that went the more you realized how fucking good he looked. His eyes and face so innocent in a way but still so not in other ways.

His body, fuck his body was perfect. Eyes not able to ignore the way his arms flexed or the times he was wearing that stupid t-shirt that made his abs show through the thin fabric. You hated him on those days.

This was one of those days and as every other day so far Lando threw himself down in the seat next to you. Eyes raking your tired outfit for the day.

"How are you beutiful"

"Hello Lando, I'm good thank you" you answered casually. It was weird how this had almost started to become like a routine now, you got used to his company.

"No how are you? Pft Y/n! I thought you were raised well!" Lando spoke teasingly, fingers softly tickling your waist as your eyes rolled. "My deepest apologies Lando, how are you my prince?" "Ohoo here we go, that's better. I'm good thank you very much my princess"

Your eyes rolled again but you couldn't help the heat you felt spreading up your face as a giggle left your lips. Fuck.

"Are you gonna come to the party at friday?" he asked then, looking you straight into the eyes telling you this was an honest question. "Yeah I think so, why?"

"No no, no reason just wanted to ask so I know where to have my focus"

"Oh how charming you are" you huffed but Lando only shrugged "You know I'm popular baby" he spoke teasingly, smirking as you turned your focus away from him.

"You are so pretty baby" he hummed, the line making you grumble to him but you couldn't helpt but to feel the pet-name stirring something deep within you.

You didn't want him to affect you the way he did, you loathed him. Had always done. The way he snapped his fingers and got the things he wanted. The way he acted around, like he was the king of the world and everyone had to adjust and accept his ways. You loathed him, you told yourself, repeating all the reasons over and over to not forget them.

"Sure Lando" you murmured, gently pushing him away from you with an eyeroll. He only sniggered, that smirk that made your skin prickle making it's way onto his face.

"Is that so darling?" he chuckled, placing a hot hand on your hip. By the looks of it to walk past you but you knew it was only another way for him to show his dominance to you, show how much he actually affeccted you despite your tries to hide it.

"How long are you going to deny it hm?" he said lowly, his head bowing to reach your ear-level and it only made him grow cockier, feel more dominance.

"Deny what exactly? That you are a jerk? A jackass?"

Lando chuckled, finding your words more amusing than hurtful as he found your eyes. The colour in them shining with delight and competition.

"Deny that you somewhat find me attractive" he said lowly, watching your eyes blink shut, trying to shut out the hot feeling developing in your core. "I will stop denying it when you stop being such a jerk" you countered, a smirk making it's way to your lips as well as you felt the confidence surge back to you.

At that you left him, blinking sweetly at him before rounding him with an hot hand on his shoulder.

-

It wasn't even an hour until he was next to you again, his hand snaking it's way to your waist as he leaned in to talk directly in your ear. Something that made you all hot and bothered, it had no right to be so hot.

"Why are you acting so hard to get baby? I know you think i'm attractive"

"Attractive sure but I still find you a jackass"

"Hmm I don't think so sweetie"

"You think you know what I want better than I know myself?" you spoke softly looking at him with an innocent flutter of your eyes.

"I know you want me baby, you can't hide how flustered you get when I call you baby or how your eyes grow all wide when I say something dirty to you"

When you said nothing he continued talking again. Voice an octavle lower than before, his breath fanning the side of your face making it even hotter.

"I can't stop thinking about you baby, I don't know why but I can't. I want you, so bad"

Cheesy, the line was cheesy but you still felt the words make you crumble. Slowly but surely giving into him, because afterall, he was so hot.

Lando saw it to, the grin on his face only getting bigger as he continued, knowing that you would soon be eating out of his palm, just like he wanted but at this stage you didn't care. The man was a fucking flirt and he could flirt his ways into people's bed, yours included.

"Yeah? You like this baby, don't you? Picture your cute little mouth stretched around my cock, your sweet sounds as I make you feel good after I've come down your throat"

You felt heat pour into your stomach, all the way through your veins, building up slowly but steadily until it was all-consuming.

Fuck he was good

"You like that hm? I'm gonna have you so lost for me baby, sucking my cock like the good girl you are. Gonna have you undress me and ask for it, would you do that for me?"

You could practically feel the shit eating grin on his lips as you let out a small huff, dangerously close to a moan as you grumbled on your breath.

"Fuck Lando, how are you so good at this? Have you practiced this before?"

Lando laughed at that, his hand on your waist squeezing slightly harder as he hummed. "No, you are my motivation" "Oh gosh that's so cheesy but it still makes me fucking wet" you groaned in his ear, the words making him hum.

"Bet you taste fucking amazing" he mumbled and that was it, you crumbled.

"You gonna do as I say hm?"

You swallowed thickly, he knew all to well how he made you feel, feeding of of it but you couldn't deny it either, couldn't deny him. So you nodded, giving in to your pride for this moment and giving him the power he knew he had over you.

"What was that? Need your words baby"

"Yes" you almost whispered out, his smile big and cocky regardless.

"Yeah? Then undress me sweetie"

It took a moment for you to register his words but when you did you immideately reached for his shoulders. You gently squeezed his shoulders before letting your hands trail down his chest to the zipper of his hoodie.

"Come on baby, get on with it" he smirked, voice rougher than usual as his eyes pinned you down, gleaming with cockiness and victory.

You gently pulled his sweater off before letting your hands run under his white t-shirt. Feeling his muscles tense under your palms as you pulled it over his head.

He was so stunning you couldn't stop staring at him. Everything was just.. yum.

You stood infront of him, eyes fleeting over his toned torso, only feeding his ego and smirk.

"You like what you see hm?" he teased, gently grabbing your hands to settle on his muscular arms. Saliva gathered up in your mouth, swallowing thickly you let your hands slide down his arms and then up again. Your hands moved on instinct, coming up to his shoulders before sliding down his stomach.

"Tell me how much you like them huh? Tell me how much you like my muscles"

"So much, look so good Lan" you hummed, not being able to resist to let your hands wander over his body once more before settling them on his waistband.

"Go on, take them off" he nodded, watching you as your shaky fingers unbottoned the button of his jeans before helping him out of them.

Lando looked at you for a moment, seeming to think over his next move.

"Get on your knees baby"

You fell to your knees before you could even think it through properly, why? You couldn't answer that but all you knew was that for Lando, you wanted to do whatever he said, wanted to please him and his desires.

"Good, come on baby, kiss it" he prompted you, strong hands finding the back of your head and gently nudging your face to his boxer clad cock, straining hard inside the fabric.

You did what he asked, gently leaning forward to kiss him over the material. Your lips softly touching over the visable print of his hard dick, looking up at the Brit's face which looked taken over with lust and cockiness

"Look at you baby, doing everything I ask hm?"

"So gone for me already pretty girl?"

You could only hum, kissing up and down his dick once more before he hooked his fingers under the band, pulling his boxers down swiftly.

"Gonna let me fuck your little mouth princess?" You could no longer find your words, nodding desperately. All the various nicknames making you feel all dizzy and wetter then ever.

You leaned in kissing his dick again but this time without the fabric in the way, basking in the sound he let out before his hands tangled in your hair, not letting you ease into it at all but coaxing your mouth open with one hand before pressing his cock into your open mouth.

You did your best to stop your gagging, breathing through your nose as he set a brutal pace.

"You like that huh?" he smirked at you, not bothering letting you answer, looking into your eyes was answer enough. "Like having my cock down your throat hm?"

"Fuck y/n, taking it so good" he groaned, eyes never leaving yours, loving the way they were tearing up.

You tried your best to keep your mouth open without choking on his dick, marveling in the sounds he let slip past his throat but it was a struggle when he kept his relentless pace up, not letting you paus unless you tapped out.

You blinked through the tears trying to focus on your breathing but it became too hard, instinctively you tried to pull your head back but his grip was strong, keeping you seated until you tapped his thigh, depserate for some air.

He let you up immideately, watching you closely as you panted hard, trying to get your lungs filled with air, calming down your breathing slowly

"You okay baby?" he asked softly, his hand gently rubbing your cheek as you nodded "Yes yes, sorrry"

He shook his head firmly "don't apologise", at that you hummed, locking eyes with him, feeling your insides melt as his sweet eyes looked at you with such care and lust.

When you felt fine you leant forward again, licking a bold stripe from the base up to the tip, letting your tongue lap up the small droplets of pre-cum before opening your mouth, inviting him in once again.

"Fuck, look at you baby" he groaned "Like being used like this hm?"

You couldn't asnwer coherently, just gagged on his cock in response but he seemed to like it enough by the long groan he let out. His head had tipped back and his arms flexed as he held your head steadily.

"Fuck Y/n"

You tried to be at your best behaviour, Lando pulling that out of you. Swallowing around his dick, breathing through your nose and letting him use your mouth. Focusing on the salty taste on your tongue and the proper fucked out look on his face. Arms flexing, face twisting and abs clenching as he got closer and closer to his release.

Fuck he was a sight.

You felt his hips stutter as he fucked into your mouth a few more times before letting your head up.

You looked up at him softly, eyes swam over with tears and saliva dripping down your chin, gasping a few moutfull's of air before you sank down on his dick again, feling his dick twitch in your throat. Apparently he liked your fucked out look.

You had never ever enjoyed giving head as much as you did now, watching his mouth hang open and thighs shaking slightly. His hands came back to the back of your head, holding you deep as he came with a long groan.

He fucked up a few more times grunting words you couldn't understand, voice holding a tinge of despearation as he emptied all he had in your open mouth.

His eyes that had drooped closed open slowly watching your lips as he pulled out of your mouth with a wet pop.

Eyes almost hazing over as you swallowed, licking your lips as you blinked up innocently at him, he was just as effected by you as you were by him.

A wry smile made it's way up your face at the realization, looking at his fucked out face before speaking up in a sweet soft voice that made his softening cock want to harden again.

"As good as you imagined then baby?"

[tikosblogg]

Best friends.

Summary: y/n and Noah are bestfriends/house mates and y/n is an INNOCENT virgin, but she has been so horny for days, but can’t seem to satisfy the urge. So Noah offers his help.

Warning: guided masturbation, fingering, oral (f receiving), soft dom Noah, praise. Nothing crazy, actually kind of sweet, talk about growing up religious.

A/N: I’ve had this thought for DAYS. I finally decided to write it all out. Kind of short, sorry about that. Please enjoy!

“FUCK THIS” I groaned, pulling my hand out of underwear. I’ve been at this for an hour and half now. Nothing is working. My fingers, my brand new vibrator, porn. NOTHING is getting me off. Probably because I haven’t really done this before a week ago.

I am a 25 year old woman…and virgin. Now before you judge, it’s not all my fault. I grew up in a super religious family. Church every Monday, Wednesday, and Sunday. My parents were so extremely strict, I never had freedom. I was never able to do anything, or go anywhere. I never had friends, unless they were from church. Then there was the number one rule “NO BOYS.”

As soon as I turned 18, I fled that house. I went to college. I never went back. I don’t have a great relationship with my parents because of that. So as a result of growing up the way I did..even at college I didn’t really have the social skills to make friends, or meet any guys…

I just stuck to studying, and eventually graduated. Then I started working as a full time producers assistant. That’s how I met Noah. He was in the studio one week, working on some tracks. I was there the whole time. We talked a lot, got to know each other. We became great friends. I met the rest of the band, we got a long really well.

Now here we are 2 years later, I moved in with Noah and the guys. I ended becoming Noah’s personal assistant, and the rest is history. I groaned rolling over to check the time on my phone. 11:30pm. I sat up kicking my comforter off, and sliding out of my soaked panties making my way to the kitchen. The whole house was dark, and quiet.

The boys just got done with the tour, so all the guys went home to see their families. It’s just me, and Noah. He’s definitely passed out in bed by now. I padded across the cold tile, grabbing a cup from the cabinet. I filled it up with water, and hopped onto the kitchen island. I chugged the water down, placing the empty glass beside me. Dropping my face into my hands, I let out another sigh.

I couldn’t stop the tears of frustration from falling down my cheeks. I have all this pent up frustration that I can’t do anything about it. Probably because I have no idea what I’m doing. I don’t know why I didn’t start trying to get to know myself sooner. Growing up the way I did, and then going without as long as I did…I just never had the urge.

Ever since I moved in with Noah, I’ve experienced all these different feelings. Im not blind, Noah is my best friend, but he’s hot. Probably the sexiest man to walk this earth. Like when he walks through the house without a shirt on? It feels like my entire body is on fire. When he calls me sweetheart? Instant butterflies. One time he hugged me, and his hands were just above the top of my ass and I almost lost my mind.

I continued to let silent tears escape, until a soft voice made me freeze. “Y/N?” My head shot up, looking towards the hallway. Noah stood there in his joggers, his hair a mess. He wore a concerned look on his face, as he walked over to me. “What’s going on sweetheart?” He cupped my cheeks in his hands, gently wiping my tears with his thumbs.

I shake my head, giving him a small smile. “It’s nothing. I’m fine, I promise.” There is no way I’m telling him. Oh you know, just can’t make myself cum. So I decided to come in here and cry about it. “You’re obviously not fine. Please, tell me.” He spoke so softly. He readjusted to stand between my thighs. He was so close, I could feel my heart speed up, and my face flush. Quickly remembering I’m not wearing panties. Noah and I have always been able to be honest with each other, but this is humiliating.

He knows I’m a virgin, but the idea of telling him I can’t even get myself off is next level embarrassment. “Everything is okay. I’m just…” the words caught in my throat. One of his hands left my cheek, landing high up on my thigh. “Just what?..” His hand felt hot to the touch. I could feel my pussy throbbing. He has no idea what he does to me. God I really need to stop thinking about him this way. It doesn’t help when he’s this close to me.

I closed my eyes, letting out a soft sigh. Nuzzling deeper into his hand, I continued. “I’m just frustrated.” He lifted my face up towards his, sliding his hand up and down my thigh, in a comforting way. Only it didn’t feel too comforting. “Frustrated about wha-“ he stopped mid sentence, as I tried squeezing my thighs together only to be stopped by his body still standing between them.

I quickly squeezed my eyes shut in embarrassment. His eyes moved from my thighs, back to my closed lids with a stern look. I was caught. He is about to laugh in my face, and walk out. I slowly opened my eyes, to Noah’s looking straight at me. They looked two shades darker. I decided to try and explain myself.

“I can’t….i tried to ..” I dropped my head in shame. I know I can trust him. I don’t know why this is so hard. He pulled me closer until my head was against his chest. “You tried to what?” His voice was just above a whisper, as he ran his fingers through the side of my hair. “I tried to..to touch myself and….” He nodded his head encouraging me to continue. “I’ve tried for a week straight, but it’s not working. I’m getting frustrated. I can’t take it anymore.”

I let out a loud sob shoving my face deeper in his chest, wishing I could shrink myself so small I’d disappear. I realize I’m probably being very dramatic, but I just don’t care anymore at this point. I’m going insane. After a few seconds of silence, Noah finally pulled away bringing us face to face. He wiped the rest of my tears before softly speaking. “What have you tried?”

I shook my head between his hands with a soft laugh. “Everything Noah. My toys, my hands. Nothing is working.” He stood silently, still watching me. Clearly battling himself with what he was gonna say next. “Y/n…I can help you…I mean if you me to.” My eyes widened into saucers. Help me? He wants to help me get myself off?

He noticed the panic on my face, quickly speaking up. “Only if you’re comfortable with it. I won’t do anything you don’t want me to. I just wanna help you.” Before I could even give it a second thought, my head was already nodding yes. He gave me a soft reassuring smile, before helping me off the counter. “C’mon we’ll go to your room so you’re comfortable.”

I grabbed his hand that he held out for me, and quietly followed him back to my room. When we walked in, he led me straight to my bed. He climbed onto it, and settled up against the headboard patting the spot between his thighs. I hesitated before finally crawling on to the bed, and situated myself in front of him. He pulled me back against his chest, before placing my legs over each of his. Spreading mine apart as far as they could go.

“Okay, just relax. Show me what you’ve been doing.” His hushed voice was right by my ear, sending shivers down my spine. He reached around me, slowly pulling my shirt up. I felt his breath hitch when he realized I wasn’t wearing anything underneath. I nodded my head, reaching down to play with my clit. After a few minutes some soft moans left my lips, but I still wasn’t getting anywhere with it.

I huffed, pulling my fingers away. “I can’t Noah…it doesn’t feel right.” He ran his hands down my thighs, putting his lips to shell of my ear. “You gotta focus on the feeling sweetheart.” I groaned at his gruff voice right in my ear. His hand was creeping closer, and closer to my soaked pussy. I bucked my hips up slightly, to finally get his fingers where I needed them most. But he kept them still.

I’m losing my patience, and I don’t care anymore. I need him to touch me. “You have to be turned on enough before touch yourself baby.” Baby….that did it. I finally grabbed his hand, sliding it a half an inch over to finally touch my poor neglected clit. “Please Noah…just please touch me…please make me cum.” I was a whining mess.

He groaned, when his fingers met my soaked cunt. “Fuck baby, you’re so fucking desperate for it huh?” I quickly nodded, letting out the most feral moan as he finally sunk a finger into me. “Oh my god Noah..” he pumped his finger a few more times, pulling out to softly rub my clit with the wetness leaking out of me. “You’re so fucking wet sweetgirl…what made you like this?”

He asked rubbing my clit with a little more pressure. I threw my head back onto his shoulder before moaning out. “You..fuck Noah you did.” He placed soft kisses against my neck, now shoving two fingers inside my pussy. “Yeah baby?” I whined at the slight stretch. I’ve never felt so good. He pumped them deep, crooking his fingers up, causing me to buck my hips at the amazing new feeling.

“You like when I do that baby?” He asked, doing it faster. I moaned nodding my head, not being able to get any words out. I jumped when a smack landed on the inside of my thigh. “Use your words baby.” I let out a breathy yes, as his other hand joined in rubbing my clit. “Oh fuck Noah please, don’t stop.” He pumped his fingers faster, while rubbing my clit, making me see stars.

“C’mon baby cum for me. Cum on my fingers.” That’s all it took, before I was screaming his name finally reaching my orgasm. His hand left my clit, before grabbing my jaw, and bringing my lips to his. We shared a heated, messy kiss while his fingers continued fucking me through my high. “Fuck you’re such a good girl y/n.”

He finally slid his fingers out of me, placing one more gentle kiss against my lips. “Fuck….thank you Noah.” He smiled, before shoving his fingers into his mouth. I watched in pure shock. That had to be the hottest thing I’ve ever witnessed. “You taste so sweet baby.” He gently pushed me forward, before turning me around shoving me down on my back.

“Noah what are you doing?” He hovered above me, before sliding down until he was face to face with my pussy. “You said you’ve been trying for a week…you can give me one more right?” I was speechless. He wants to eat me out? All I could do was nod my head, as he slowly lowered down until his tongue was on my now sensitive clit. “Oh fuck!” My hands went straight to hair, tugging it. He groaned against me, sending vibrations through my core.

He swirled his tongue in quick circles around my clit, before shoving it as deep inside me as he could fucking me with it. I bucked my hips, quite literally riding his face. He pulled it away, licking from my hole, back up to my clit. “Fuck Noah I’m gonna cum.” He pulled away replacing his tongue with his thumb, rubbing in achingly slow circles.

“Yeah? Are you gonna be good girl, and cum on my tongue this time?” I whined, nodding my head pulling his face back to my pussy. He ate me like a starved man, until I was coming apart for the second time tonight on his tongue. He pulled away, slumping down onto the bed beside me. We sat quietly, both breathing heavily. I looked over at Noah, and we both had goofy smiles on our faces.

I couldn’t help but notice the large bulge in his pants. Maybe I could learn another thing or two before the nights over, what are best friends for….right?

Part 2????

[starlightazriel]

bee 3

desc: (fem reader) modern au best friends to lovers, roommate az, angsty + smutty, multiple parts (not sure how many yet at least 5)

warnings: 18+, az being possessive, tiny foot fetish?? lol(don't look at me like that), sexual tension, readers a lil insecure, az not knowing his worth, drug/alcohol abuse/addiction, adolescent fluff

a/n: i'm frothing at the mouth can they fuck already

other parts can be found on my az masterlist

wc: 3.3k

three

The next couple of weeks got a little easier at least. The embarrassment of Azriel catching me was slowly fading away. But there was a new tension or awkwardness between us that I couldn't place my finger on. I had noticed though, that Azriel hadn't brought another women home since our little incident. Whether it was related or not I didn't know. He was drinking a lot, not that it was super out of the ordinary, but he was drinking more at home, not going out as much, and when he did, he didn't bring anyone home with him.

Kat was trying to tell me that Azriel was 'totally into me now,' that she could tell, I dismissed her, thinking there was no way that was possible. I avoided being in the house as much as I could, and avoided him, I could tell it was bothering him. But I just couldn't be around him normally after what had happened, I just felt too damn awkward.

He looked at me more now, and I couldn't help but squirm underneath his gaze. Our conversations were shorter, swift eye contact, my heart pounding in my chest, him noticing, his lips twitching with amusement. Even though Kat was relentlessly trying to get me to make a move, I had chalked all of Azriels behavior up to being nothing but amused by my embarrassment and new found clumsiness any time we were around each other.

I was getting ready for my tattoo appointment with Riley and my nerves were definitely getting to me. It wasn't just because I was about to have the back of my upper thighs tattooed, directly under my ass cheeks and Riley's hands would be all over me. It was mainly because I knew that Azriel would be there. Busy tattooing hopefully.

I chose my underwear carefully, knowing that I would be wearing them while getting tattooed, I went with a cheeky pair of cotton black undies, the edges trimmed with lace. I winced slightly at my reflection, wishing I looked just a little bit skinnier. I shook my head and pulled a white cropped tank top and a pair of low rise black shorts on. I slipped on my sandals and said one more silent prayer for me to be normal and not a socially awkward idiot before I left the house.

-

Azriel finished the tattoo he was doing, walked his client out, and headed straight to the bathroom for a fresh line. He sniffed deeply tipping his head back in relief and he rubbed his nose, checking his face before he exited the bathroom and approached Kats desk.

"What do I have next?" Azriel leans against the counter, trying to peer over at the computer screen to see what the rest of his day looked like, he squinted slightly when he saw Bees name written under Riley's for his next appointment.

"Let me see-" Kat starts but Azriel shakes his head and cuts her off.

"I don't care who it is, cancel my next appointment and reschedule them, I'm gonna do Bee's tat," he shrugs, Kats eyes flicked up to him, she raised her eyebrows, excitement twinkling in her eyes.

"Does Riley know?" she asked and bit her lip, her eyes moving back to the computer screen seeing where she could fit Azriels client in another day.

"He's about to find out," Azriel shrugged, leaning against the counter, Kat picks up the phone to dial Azriels client to cancel on him.

"Does Riley know what?" He strides into the main room from his tattooing room, Azriels eyes narrowed noticing the way he was dressed today. He had a tank top on, showing his arms, and lots of jewelry, he also had a fresh hair cut that he hadn't had yesterday. Had he done all that for Bee? Azriels jaw clenched at the thought.

"That you have at least a three hour break until your next appointment," Azriel said coolly, turning around to fully face him, leaning his back against the counter now.

"What? No I have y/n coming to-"

"I'm doing her tattoo," Azriel said, his tone serious and unwavering. Kat was biting her nails, practically jumping out of her seat as she watched them in anticipation.

Riley pulled his head back, giving Azriel a dirty look, "what? I did the stencil and everything she wants me to do it-"

"She's mine," Azriel growls, surprise showing on his own face as he realizes what he said, Kats jaw was practically on the floor. "I mean she's my friend, and I'm doing her tattoo," he swallows, fixing his words.

"Damn Azriel, at least grow the balls to fuck her if you won't let anyone else do it," Riley scoffs, his lip curling in distaste as he looks at him, Kats eyebrows raise in surprise and they flick back to Az waiting for his response.

"Watch your fucking mouth, little fuckin bitch anyway I'll mop the floor with your ass," Azriel said, standing up a little bit straighter. He knew that if he really wanted to, he could get Rhys to get rid of him entirely.

"I'd like to see you fucking try," Riley mutters back and after that exact moment, Bee came in, she could obviously sense the tension in the room, she opened her mouth, closed it, looked to Kat who was grinning and then back between Azriel and Riley.

"Oh- Um, sorry am I interrupting something?" She asks nervously, stopping in her tracks in the middle of the lobby.

"No, hey," Azriel says quickly, his eyes landing on her small frame, he started at her toes, freshly painted in a nude pink french tip, he swallowed, his eyes traveling up her legs, her exposed torso, her breasts, nipple rings poking against the fabric, and finally her eyes. Bee blushed under his gaze, shifted on her feet and folded her arms over her body.

"I was just leaving, your boyfriend won't let me tattoo you," Riley rolls his eyes and grabs his keys, pushing past Azriel and walking out the front door of the shop. Bee opened her mouth to say something but Azriel only shook his head.

"Don't ask," Azriel shrugged casually, trying to play it off. "You ready?" he asked and gestured toward his tattoo room.

"Good luck!" Kat practically squealed, Azriel didn't miss the wink that she gave to Bee before she pushed her toward Azriels tattoo room.

Azriel entered his tattoo room with her trailing behind him, he started to get it set up, and he could feel Bees eyes burning into him, watching every move that he made. "I know you said don't ask but um... Is there a reason you're doing it instead of Riley?" she finally asked, her voice sounded slightly strained, nervous. Azriel turned to look at her, one of his eyebrows arching slightly, she was biting her lip, his eyes settled there for a few too long seconds.

"Ah.. I just.." Azriel trailed off, trying to think of the best answer to give her. Because I can't stop thinking about watching your tits while you ride my face, and then bending you over the back of the couch and fucking you until you cum on me over and over again. Obviously he couldn't say that though. "I just don't like him," he finally settles with and it's Bees turn to raise her eyebrows. "I mean, did you see him today? He's a fucking douche, looked like he was on his way to 'gym, tan, laundry,'" Azriel smirked, earning a laugh from Bee, he knew she was remembering the days that they would sit in her parents living room and watch reruns of Jersey Shore to laugh at the sheer stupidity of it.

"I thought he was alright," she shrugged, but her eyes were twinkling with amusement, a small smile tugging at her lips. Azriel wanted to make a smart comment but this was the closest moment they'd had to normal in weeks.

"What are you getting? Can I see the reference? I'll have to draw it up again quick," Azriel turns, still finishing with his set up, figuring that changing the subject was the best option. Bee blushed before pulling it up on her phone to show Azriel, his lips parted in surprise and he looks back up at her, their eyes locked and he noticed her breath hitch slightly. "This is what you're getting?" he asks, his eyebrows risen in surprise. He looked back down at the example tattoo, two bows on the backs of her thighs.

"Are you judging me?" She asked, her cheeks bright red with embarrassment, Azriel quickly shook his head.

"No.. No never Bee. I would never judge you," he swallows hard, setting her phone down as he prepares his drawing materials. "I'm just realizing lately that there's a lot I don't know about you," his voice dropped slightly suggestively, as he glances back at her, she was nervously fidgeting, her cheeks and chest flushed red.

"Is that a bad thing?" She managed after a few minutes, taking a seat on the tattoo bed.

"No..." Azriel trailed off, it was hard to focus on drawing with her there. Just knowing she was so close... It made him almost uneasy now, it was insane how quickly things could change, weeks ago he had never been more comfortable than with Bee, she was practically family. "It's not a bad thing... It's just... New, I'm getting used to it..." He trailed off, and he couldn't stop the next question from leaving his lips. "You're a little freak aren't you?"

"Azriel!" She hissed, her mouth popping open in surprise, he looked to see her looking at him with a near horrified look of embarrassment on her face.

"I'm joking Bee, relax," Azriel chuckled softly as he continued with the stencils for her tattoos. "Put on some music or something, my phones over there, you can just hit play," he shrugged and looked back down to his drawing. He heard her walk over to his phone and speaker and his ears turned red and he winced slightly when she pressed play and the very song she had been touching herself to in his room that day blared through the speakers, right in the middle of the song.

"This is what you were listening to?" she choked out and he looked up at the ceiling before swiveling around in his chair to face her. She was blushing, clutching his phone in her hand as she stared back at him, curiosity behind her big pretty eyes.

He cleared his throat, "it's a good song, Bee," he shrugged, raising an eyebrow at her. "I think you'd agree, wouldn't you?" Azriels voice dropped again, he couldn't help himself, and he had listened to that song many times in the past couple of weeks. She opened her mouth to say something, but quickly shut it, he didn't miss the way that her legs squeezed slightly together.

Azriel knew that if he really wanted to he could have Bee in his bed later on tonight. Women were no mystery to him, they came easy, one of the things he had figured out earlier in life, he was just a natural. He was trying his best to reign in the insatiable desire to fuck her brains out right there in his tattoo room. He knew he shouldn't be thinking about Bee like that. She deserved so much more than his coke addiction and double digit body count, he was the exact type of man that he'd beat off with a bat if they tried to come near Bee. He had told himself weeks ago that he would fuck her, but every single time he had the opportunity, guilt started eating away at him. He knew they were both adults, and if she wanted to fuck him there was technically nothing wrong with it, but she was Bee, she deserved so much more.

"I- Yeah," she breathed out, her chest rising and falling deliciously, Azriel couldnt keep his eyes off of her for more than a few moments. As he drew his eyes kept drifting up to her.

"Alright, I'm done," he finally said and grabbed the stencils and waved them in the air slightly. "Shorts off and lay down on your stomach," he said and stood up, towering over her now, her throat bobbed and she bent down, slowly sliding her shorts off of her body, Azriel watched in the mirror, clearing his throat at the view of the underwear bunched up between her cheeks. He really had never noticed how slim thick she was until recently, how had he over looked her for so damn long?

He imagined telling her to lay on her stomach in a different setting, and he felt his pants tighten. Dangerous territory. "Like this?" she asked quietly, her voice almost a squeak as she lays her body over his tattoo bed. It wasn't like it was the first time he'd, tattooed her... But it felt like it was. He had certainly never tattooed her so close to her ass before.

"Just like that," he responds, his voice slightly husky as he rolls his chair over to the table, he couldn't take his eyes off of her ass. "When did that shit get so fat Bee?" the words are coming out before he could stop himself and she propped herself on her elbows, looking back at him surprise covering her face.

"You good Az?" she asked, biting her lip as she studied his face, he blinked and look back down, knowing she was trying to see if he was high or not.

"Yeah, I'm just trying to focus, you in underwear isn't helping," he nodded and swallowed before he cleaned his work area, she flinched at the coldness on her thigh, her mouth popping open in surprise at his words. His eyes raked down the back of her body from head to toe, he imagined licking the soles of her pretty, clean feet, licking his way up over her heels and her ankles, making her completely writhe underneath him. He imagined licking all the way up, over the backs of her knees and over where her new tattoos would be. Underneath where her ass met her thigh and then finally between-

"That's exactly why I was asking if you were good," she mumbled and turned her head back around, resting her face on her arms looking down, she could see him a little now, but barely.

"I'm good Bee," Azriel swallowed before placing the stencil on her clean skin, peeling it away to reveal the outline of her tattoo. "You wanna check the placement? I'm gonna have to do em seperate," he asked and stood up to check it himself, standing back as he tried to imagine both of them already inked into her skin, the thought made his gut tighten.

"No I trust you," she said softly, she looked comfortable yet slightly tense at the same time, her fingers balled up into small fists underneath her arms.

"Alright then, let's go," he chuckled and took a seat again, getting on his gloves and he turned the tattoo machine on, relishing the feel of the gentle buzz underneath his fingers. Her breath hitched as he placed his hand right on the bottom of her ass, pushing up to gently pull her skin on her thigh tight.

-

It was absolute torture. Azriels hands were so dangerously close to my pussy, the only thing keeping us apart were the thin gloves he wore, and my panties. I could feel his hot ragged breaths as he focused, the mix of the pain and the pleasure of knowing it was Azriel had me completely soaking after almost two hours of it. I was nervous he could tell, that he could see me soaking through my underwear, so fucking desperate to feel his touch. For more.

I squeezed my eyes shut, burying my face into my arms. I imagined Azriel ripping his gloves off, imagined him finger fucking me right there on the tattoo table, his mouth by my ear, whispering encouraging things into it. My toes curled involuntarily, my body feeling tense.

"Bee?" Azriel muttered, his voice sounding so smooth and husky and low... And turned on?

"Yeah?" I whispered, before holding my breath, the cotton of my panties felt so tight on my aching swollen pussy.

"You gotta stay still... You're.. Uh rocking a little," he swallowed and then cleared his throat. My face heated and I willed my body to still instantly. I had been rocking?

"Sorry," I muttered pressing the heel of my palms into my eyes. What the actual fuck was wrong with me when it came to Azriel? It was like I couldn't fucking control myself.

"You're good, almost done," he breathed out softly, but he had paused, I could feel his eyes on me, boring into me. It made me squirm in the slightest under his gaze. I knew exactly what I was going to do when I got home.

-

"Az, we are going to be so dead for this," Bee whispered, gripping the sleeve of Azriels hoodie tightly. It was Azriels seventeenth birthday, and they were currently hiding in the garden bushes of the old widow Mrs. Maccarthy.

"It will be worth it Bee, don't be pussy," Azriel chuckled quietly, his eyes shining with mischief in the dim light from the street lamps.

"Not if we get caught," she argued, shaking her head. "Azriel!" she repeated, whispering after him as he advanced toward the house, low to the ground.

"Come on chicken," he chuckles again, putting his finger to his lips as he slowly creaks open the back door to reveal Mrs. Maccarthys old blind dog standing on the other side sniffing.

"You are actually insane, Az," she responds as he pulls a piece of beef jerky from his pocket and tosses it to the dog who gets up, grabs it in his mouth, and retreats back to the bed that she had set up on the porch for him.

"All the best people are," he flashes her a lazy grin, under stoned, hooded lids and beckons her to come a little closer. "Besides, she's bout as deaf as her dumbass dog is blind," he snickers and Bee throws him a judgmental look for bringing the dog into it.

She knew the plan, it was easy. Keep watch, stay outside, call Azriel quietly if she saw anything, then help him carry as much liquor as they possibly could back to his birthday party. Azriel came with the first round for her to carry fairly quickly and disappeared again. Bees face pales when she sees an upstairs light go on. "Az!" she whispers, squinting, trying to see anything she could, the dog was still blissfully unaware of the intruders, gnawing away on his beef jerky. "Azriel," she repeats, her eyes widening in horror as he runs out of the house just in time.

"Hurry up Bee!" he scrambles to hold what he could, Bee doing the same as she chased after him into the woods.

"Az I fucking told you this was a bad-" she's cut off by her fall, she trips, Azriel turns at the last second trying to catch her. They collide, Bee landing on his chest, all of their bottles scattered on the woodsy ground beneath them. Her breath hitches, he can see his sparkling eyes and shiny white teeth grinning, contrasting with his tan skin in the moonlight. She wanted to lean forward and kiss him. "Sorry Az, but never again," she breathed out, her heart racing from their closeness, and their getaway.

"We'll see about that Bee,"

She swallowed, rising to her feet as she realized she was completely and totally in love with her best friend.

-

a/n: why are they so cutteeee but can they bone already wtfff comment if you would like to be tagged in the next part NOT PROOF READ LMK IF YOU SEE MISTAKES WILL GET THERE EVENTUALLY

[societalenemynumberone]

The Deadpool and Wolverine movie came out. I beg of you to do more quotes on Deadpool Reader. Ill sell you my soul.

For the price of Anon's soul, I give you Deadpool Reader: Deadpool & Wolverine edition

. . .

Alastor: Mind putting your mask back on?

Reader: Super hard to eat while I'm wearing it.

Alastor: It's super hard to eat when you're not

. . .

Vaggie: [Waking up with a second eye patch] I wish fire would find your body and finish the job Sera was too afraid to do

Reader: If you could hear the look on my face, you'd smell how sad I am

. . .

[Lucifer changes into his demon form]

Reader: Holy shit. You save the good stuff for special occasions?

Lucifer: Killing, mostly.

. . .

Angel Dust: Wanna do some cocaine?

Reader: Hey! Cocaine is the one thing that Charlie said is off limits.

Angel Dust: What about Bolivian marching powder?

Reader: She knows all the slang terms. She made a list.

Angel Dust: Even snowboarding?

Reader: Even disco dust.

Angel Dust: White Girl, Interrupted?

Reader: Even Forrest Bump.

Angel Dust: Do you want to build a snowman?

Reader: Yes! But I can't!

. . .

Reader: [Mimicking Angel's New York (?) Accent] Good 'ay toots. There's nothing that'll bring me back to life faster than a big bag of cocaine.

. . .

Reader: [Alastor threatens Reader with his radio cane for the first time] Is that supposed to be scary? Pegging isn't new for me, friendo. But it is for A24.

. . .

Reader: Ohhh, I love the smell of sunflowers!

[sniffs a dead rose Niffty gave them]

. . .

Reader: [In that one scene where Angel was showing them one of his pornos] I'm soaking wet right now

. . .

Reader: [Preparing for war against the exorcists] This is what I'm talking about: big slow-motion action sequence, who knows if you live or die? Let's fuckin' go!

Angel Dust: Let's fuck and go!

. . .

Reader: [sees the Adam's army for the first time, the army they basically trained] OH MY FUCK!

. . .

Niffty: [After Reader used her as a human shield to get through active gang territory] I think I'm hit.

Husk: No shit.

[to Reader]

Husk: You did that on purpose.

Reader: I did no such thing!

[to Niffty]

Reader: Listen to me, gorgeous. How long does it take for you to regenerate?

Niffty: [slow blink] Regenerate?

. . .

Vaggie: One more word. Please. Give me one.

Reader: Gubernatorial

[Reader immediately gets punched]

Reader: Worth it

. . .

Reader: [Getting stabbed by Vaggie's spear for the first time] You nicked it. Just got the tip with your little steak knife!

. . .

[Reader's way of getting people to come to the hotel]

Random demon: You don't want any of this.

[Reader pulls out a pistol and points it at the demon's forehead]

Reader: Unless you want to take a deep breath through your fucking forehead, I suggest you reconsider

. . .

Reader: [Staring at Lucifer as he talks] You really are God's Perfect Idiot, aren't you?

. . .

Reader: Want to talk about what's haunting you, or should we wait for a third season for you to open up to me?

Husk: Ah, go fuck yourself!

. . .

Reader: [Receptionist of the hotel, talking to any newcomer] Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel. You're joining at a bit of a low point.

. . .

Reader: Don't just stand there, you ape. Give me a hand up.

[Vaggie draws her spear]

Reader: Nope, I'm actually okay, thank you very much!

. . .

Random demon: That's Charlie Morningstar.

Reader: You damn straight it is. Amazon bought her. They're gonna make her do this till she's dying.

. . .

Reader: [Walking out in a new outfit Lucifer got them] Yes, your underwear's getting tighter

. . .

[Reader falls on Husk]

Reader: What'cha thinking about?

Husk: Get the fuck off me.

Reader: Shh! Shh! Almost done...

Husk: Almost done what!?

Reader: Getting my knife out of your buttocks, you pervert! Get your mind out of my pants!

. . .

Bonus quote from the first movie:

Husk: Reader, patron saint of the pitiful. What can I do for you?

Reader: I'd love to get a Blow Job

Husk: Oh, God, me too.

Reader: The drink, moose knuckle, But first...

Husk: All right, Kahlua, Bailey's and whipped cream. I give you a Blow Job. Why do you make me make that?

Reader: *Stops Niffty passing by and places the drink on her tray* Be a dear and send this over to Bright Red And Creepy over there and tell him "Angel, baby" sends his love.

*Reader and Husk proceed to drink whiskey watch as Alastor tries to kill Angel dust while he hides behind Charlie for protection*

[multifandomslxt]

YAY!!!! I AM SOOO HAPPY YOUR REQUESTS ARE OPEN AHHHHHHJRIOWRIWIER LETS FUCKIN GOOOOOOOOOO

Okay so I was wondering if you could write up a lil sum about reserved reader who keeps to herself yet finds herself in a poly relationship with Haechan and Yangyang. She isn't a loner by any means. She has her solid group of friends but she doesn't really go out besides to work, the gym or grab lunch with her friends. She's just super introverted. I wonder what that dynamic would look like among the three of them. Maybe you could write about a specific scenario like them encouraging her to dress up and go out with them to the club i guess BUT THEN OMG WHEN SHE FINALLY AGREES they think she looks soooooo fine and shit in her short ass skirt or dress WHATEVER and they bend that ass OVA

FUN GAMES

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

A/N": I'm so sorry this took so long anon. I wanted it to be good and I was having writer's block. I hope you enjoy<333 SORRY FOR ANY TYPOS :)

Pairing: Yangyang x Haechan x afab!Reader

Warning: SMUT!, slapping, mentions of spit and C*m, daddy, degradation... That is all I can remember.

"Just wear it," YangYang, your boyfriend of three years, pleaded.

His face was red, and his hands moved about in understandable frustration as he had been trying to convince you to wear a short dress for the last 10 minutes or so.

"But it's-" you began to protest, finding another excuse as to why you didn't think it's a good idea.

"C'mon, doll, don't be like that," Haechan, your other boyfriend of three years, interrupted. He leaned against the doorway of your shared bedroom, looking as good as always in his black t-shirt, grey sweatpants, and glasses perched on his nose.

"We picked it out specifically for tonight. I know it's a bit outside of your comfort zone, but that's how you break out of your shell, baby," he said as he entered the room, slowly going behind you and embracing you in a back hug.

"We just want our baby to shine," Yang Yang joined, placing a kiss on your cheek.

You thought for a moment before giving in. "Fine."

Three hours later, you were ready.

You stood in front of the bathroom mirror, giving yourself a once-over before heading downstairs to meet your boyfriends in the living room.

You got to the bottom of the stairs and saw both of their backs turned to you.

"I'm ready," you said timidly, already second-guessing your outfit choice.

Haechan was the first to turn around.

"Finally, I thought... fuck," he looked you up and down.

Yang Yang turned around and shared the same exclamation. "Fuck, baby."

"Let's go," you said in an attempt to cover up your shyness.

"I don't think we have to go anymore," Yang Yang said, his eyes never leaving you once.

"Doll, let's stay home. I guarantee you I won't make it 5 minutes in the car before I rip that dress off and fuck you raw," Haechan strained, now shamelessly palming his crotch.

"Funny, in my case, you wouldn't have even walked through the door," Yang Yang smirked.

"Come here," he beckoned to you.

You walked over to him, well aware of the mess being made between your legs.

"Do you want to go, or should we stay and have some fun?" he asked softly.

"It's your call, baby," Haechan finished.

You closed your eyes momentarily.

"I wanna stay."

You looked up at Yang Yang to see the hesitant grin.

A rip.

Another rip.

And another.

That's how you ended up standing in your living room before your boyfriends, dressed only in underwear.

"My pretty little slut," Yangyang teased, undoing his belt.

"Wanted to stay home to get your tight little hole fucked and filled, huh?" he gritted out.

His large hands grabbed you by the nape of your neck, pulling you into a heated kiss.

He bit your bottom lip and squeezed your neck a little harder, causing you to moan into the kiss.

You both pulled away from the kiss, leaving a string of spit connecting your lips.

Feeling a bit dizzy from the kiss and a bit overwhelmed by the dull ache between your legs, you let out a shaky breath.

Yang Yang's head was now buried in the crook of your neck as his fingers started to slowly trail down your abdomen, making their way to the heat pooling between your legs.

"I want to hear you," he whispered, his breath hitting your neck and somehow making you feel more heated than you already were.

Without further warning, he pulled your underwear to the side and started to play with your clit.

"A-ah Yang- wait," you whined, mindlessly grinding your hips desperate for more pleasure.

A sharp slap replaced the once-circular movement of his hand, causing you to jolt.

"I didn't tell you to fucking move. I just said I wanted to hear you," he gritted out.

"Yes, sir," you said, knowing just how rough he could get.

He was the soft one of the two of your boyfriends, but you knew exactly how harsh he could get when you guys were having sex.

"Good girl" he said as he inserted a finger, slowly fucking into you.

You knew he was delaying your orgasm for as long as he could.

You could feel the strength leaving your legs, causing them to buckle.

Yang Yang, in response, began to quicken the pace of his finger, causing you to be momentarily dizzy.

"Fuck! Oh God- I'm gonna cum, Yang!" you screamed out, feeling your orgasm fast approaching.

"You gonna cum on my fingers, slut?" Yang taunted, knowing that your jolts and shaky legs indicated that you were about to do exactly that.

"Ask me nicely," he taunted further. He always did this, and it always had that same pussy-clenching effect on you.

"Fucking beg me, and I just might let you," he held your gaze as his finger fucked into you.

Feeling your knees buckle and that familiar sinking feeling in your stomach, you put on your prettiest voice—your most submissive one—his favorite.

"Please, Daddy, please make me cum. I'll be good, I promise. P-please..." you cried out, tears already rolling down your cheeks.

"Atta girl," he snickered.

"Cum for me, pretty," and you did just that, the feeling so intense you lost consciousness of your surroundings for a bit.

Tuning back in, you heard Haechan's moans loud and oh so clear - as he jerked himself off to the sight of you and Yang Yang.

Yang Yang let you out of his grasp as he began to mirror Haechan's actions.

His grunts were softer and desperate, whereas Haechan's were animalistic and loud.

"Come here and suck this dick, baby," Haechan grunted out, his pretty fingers still wrapped around his shaft, glistening with precum.

You walked over to him and immediately dropped to your knees, opening your mouth widely.

Just the way he likes it.

"Remember to breathe through your nose, baby," is all he said before he took a handful of your hair and thrust his dick into your mouth.

You gagged as it hit the back of your throat.

He ruthlessly fucked your mouth, not caring that your eyes were watering or that spit bubbles and snot were covering his dick.

Eventually, he pulled his dick out of your mouth, and you gasped for air—throat raw and nipples so hard they stung.

You watched as he looked down at you, smiling menacingly before using his hand to spread your spit and his precum all over your face and giving you a harsh slap across your cheek when he was satisfied.

"Very good, doll," he praised before giving you a sloppy kiss.

"Now, stand up and spread your fucking legs."

Following his instructions, you stood up on shaky knees, well aware of what was about to happen.

"Yang, come play with her pussy," Haechan called out.

You felt Yang Yang behind you before he started to play with your clit.

"You know the rules, right, baby?" Yang Yang asked, already aware of what Haechan's intentions were.

"Y-yes, sir."

You had to stay in this position for as long as possible. If your legs went weak and you fell to your knees, they wouldn't make you cum

One fucked you from behind while the other ate you out...together.

It was a game the three of you played often.

You looked at Haechan and saw that he was already on his knees, looking up at you.

"Ready, doll?" he asked.

You squeezed your eyes shut. "Yes."

You felt Yang Yang first, his tip teasing you a bit before he thrust into you, stretching you out and causing you to scream.

"Oh, fuck," he muttered, his voice blissful before he bit into your shoulder.

A shiver ran down your spine.

You were going to lose.

Just when you started getting used to Yang Yang, you felt Haechan's tongue.

"Haechan," you whined out.

"Yes, baby?" he answered before he started to eat you out like he'd been starving, sucking on your clit and lapping up all of your juices so effortlessly.

You were going to lose.

"You're not screaming enough for me," Yang Yang whispered to you like a devil on your shoulder.

Soon, the sound of skins slapping together, along with the sound of sucking and slurps, filled the apartment.

Now, you were screaming.

So fucking loud.

You were definitely going to lose.

[milykins]

Halloween Hotness

Prompt – Wearing A Sexy Halloween Costume

This also would count for Kinktober I believe

Sorry for the corny title! I figured I should write something for spooky season. This also stems a little bit from the new Tales of the TMNT series on Paramount+. I thought it was adorable and sad how the guys all had these great Halloween costumes and never even got to enjoy the party.

This is the first time I've written a turtle x reader and I decided not to use (Y/N). It just feels out of place in my writing, writing ‘you’ is hard enough, I’m so not used it. Please be gentle, it was really difficult to get the tense right.

Thankfully, my lovely friend @danceingfae helped me edit this.

Michelangelo x Reader

Content Warning: Aged up characters, 18+, smut, female reader, penetrative sex and mild sexual harassment.

Bayverse Turtles but could easily be another iteration.

In this prompt you decide to surprise your SO turtle boyfriend (Mikey in this case) with a sexy costume on the way to a party on Halloween.

Mikey absolutely loved Halloween, if he had to choose, it’s his favourite holiday. He loved the whole scene: dressing up, feeling like a regular guy and free candy! What’s not to love? This year you both agreed on a couple’s costume. He was going to be dressed as Bat-Turtle and you were going as Catwoman.

“Almost ready, Babe?” He called, bouncing on the balls of his feet in anticipation. His brothers were all doing their own thing out and about and you two were about to head to April’s Penthouse Halloween Party.

Sticking out your tongue, you carefully swiped the black eyeliner along the lower eyelid and placed the finishing touches on the top lid. Your cat-eye liner just had to be perfect. “Almost!” You called back.

The costume you picked out consisted of black leather with matching lacy black underwear. Slipping it on, you turned this way and that noting the lines of your bra showing under the suit and frown not liking how obvious they were. Not needing a bra anyways, especially with the tight leather pushing the girls up, you discard it then zip the suit all the way up, rubbing your hands over the now smooth area. Last touch was your mask, ears, thigh-high boots and sexy cat tail. Smirking at your image you stick you tush out and give it a wiggle while thinking, Catwoman, eat your heart out.

All Mikey had asked is for you to find a costume. He didn’t know exactly what he was going to see when you emerged. He hummed ‘spooky scary skeletons’ while he waited.

“I’m ready!” You sang, skipping out to join him.

Mikey turned to look, a huge smile coming to his face. “Awesome, Babycakes! That means we can… go…” he trailed off, mesmerized at the sight of you. “Holy shit…” He breathed, taking a long look at you.

You gave him a twirl. “Do I look okay?” You asked innocently. You knew you were having an effect on him and you loved it.

When he finally found his voice there was a husky edge to it. “Y-yeah…” he cleared his throat, jumping around you to get a better look, his cape swirling as he moved. “You look AMAZING! You look super hot, Babe!”

Your cheeks turned a little pink as you smiled, very pleased with his reaction. “Thanks, you look great too.” You lightly fingered the soft fabric of his cape and traced your finger around the horns of the mask he wore. “Shall we go?”

“Yeah!!” He replies, still a little dazed by your beauty but excited to show you off at the party. “Just watch, you’re gonna be the hottest babe there!”

You giggled as you walked toward the exit, your tail swishing hypnotically along with your hips.

Mikey is once again distracted by the way the leather tightly accentuates your ass. “So fucking sexy…” He whispered before following you and putting his arm around your shoulders.

Mikey is somewhat of a celebrity, word had gotten around about how he and his brothers had saved New York City and videos had popped up all over YouTube describing their heroic efforts. Mikey had not been shy or that humble about it. He’d signed autographs, taken selfies… so when the two of you entered the room, the cheering erupted.

Mikey loved a good party, but he loved showing you off even more. Throughout the night he took every opportunity to introduce you, he kissed you, danced with you, He’d made it very obvious that you two were an item. He was so proud that his girlfriend was so gorgeous and wanted everyone to know.

Sometime during the party, April had dragged Mikey away to introduce him to a couple fans and promising it would be quick. As minutes ticked away though, you wandered to the balcony and stepped out into the crisp air, closing your eyes as a small shiver runs through you. It was quieter out here, most preferring to stay in the warmth of the penthouse. For you though it was a nice break from the noise since Mikey was busy elsewhere.

A moment later you hear the door open and you smile thinking Mikey had come out to bring you back in to the party. As you turned with a smile, it faltered to see that it was not Mikey, but two men dressed up in dark clothes. Not sure, or caring what their costumes were, you give them a small nod of hello then try to step between them to get back inside.

“Where you going, kitten?” One said staying next to his buddy so you couldn’t get through. The look in their eyes up close made your heart start to beat nervously and you cleared your throat to try and speak clearly.

“Inside, back to my boyfriend,” you say giving them a knowing look and trying not to let them see your hands tremble. Everyone knew who your boyfriend was, it was definitely not a secret.

“Come on, sexy kitten, come be with a real man, not like that freak could satisfy you anyway…” They said.

You were already uncomfortable the moment you tried to get past them but after that comment you were angry. “No, thank you.” You said firmly. “Not interested, get out of here before he kicks your asses.”

“I think you might want to reconsider.” The one guy said, caging you in against the wall. “What’s he gonna do? He don’t scare us.”

You attempt to push his chest to escape but find the other guy has blocked you. “Not so fast, kitten, give us a kiss before you go!”

“No!” you say firmly, and your training with Mikey kicks in. You suddenly strike upwards with the heel of your hand and attempt to kick him in the groin. Both hits actually made contact and he yelped in pain. “You little bitch!”

His friend rounded on you to retaliate and you go on the defensive, wincing slightly because you really don’t want to be hit. As anticipated, they rounded up on you and you keep your defenses up. There’s small shaking in your hands which the men grinned seeing. Hating that, you take a breath as they reach back ready to swing their arm towards your face.

The hit never lands as the man is suddenly is ripped away from you and a soft growl is heard. “These guys bothering you, baby?” Mikey sounded different, like he was trying to restrain himself from ripping them apart.

You nodded, crossing your arms. “Yeah… seems they forgot who I belong to.”

“Thought so. They were just leaving.” Mikey grinned. The words are said cheerfully though there’s an edge to them. In a moment he’d grabbed both of the guys by their shoulders and was practically dragging them to the exit.

He knew April wouldn’t mind if he acted as a bouncer for a couple of creeps and throws them through the door into the hallway. “Thank you! Don’t come again, assholes!”

He shut the door, taking a few deep breaths to calm himself. Then he went to make sure you’re okay.

You haven’t moved, still trying to calm your racing heart and hoping the evening wasn’t ruined. The feel of strong arms wrapping around startles you but in moments you recognize the feel of Mikey’s arms and lean back into him taking comfort in his touch.

“It’s just me, Babycakes… Are you okay?” he whispered against your neck.

You nodded and reach behind to caress his face. “I’m okay… I’m sorry… those guys…” You felt a little emotional and your breath hitched.

Mikey swiftly has you turned, in his arms and pulled tight against his chest. “No, no, no, no…” he said. “You did nothing wrong, it’s my fault, I’m the one who left you alone. I’m sorry…”

You melted into his embrace and wrapped your arms around his neck. “It isn’t your fault either.” Then kissed him.

Mikey’s arms tightened around you as he angles his mouth, deepening the kiss. Relief coursed through him as he felt your body melt against his. You were safe, you were real, and you were his. His kisses are soft but demanding as if he’s trying to drink you in, taking everything you have to give.

Willingly, you reciprocate, softly whimpering against his lips. A sound of wanting, an invitation for more. You need him now and you don’t want everyone staring as some are currently doing.

Mikey can scent the sweet smell of your arousal instantly, and breaks the kiss. He brings his forehead against yours, a silent question of your desire as you take in each other’s soft breaths.

You get lost for a moment in the bright, baby-blue hues of his eyes and your grip on his arm tightened as you whisper. “Let’s get out of here.”

Your adorable turtle boyfriend in a black, plastic Batman mask doesn’t need any more of an invitation than that. He scooped you up gallantly, like the knight in shining armor he is and you’re out of that party before you can even blink.

Mikey easily found somewhere private for the both of you. An alcove, tucked away from prying eyes. As soon as your feet hit the ground his lips are on yours again, hard and demanding. His arms pulling you in so tight and quick, you gasped into the kiss. You placed your hands on his well-formed, muscular plastron and rubbed. He quietly churred from the contact. You felt more than heard the sound rumbling through your hands bringing a smile to your lips. You loved it when he made that sound.

He brought his hand down to your perfectly round bottom and squeezed it before giving it a light swat. Your arousal spiked as you groan softly, showing your desire openly for him. Mikey never wanted you to hide how much you wanted or needed him.

Mikey began pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses on your neck, scenting you more as your need grew. “Damn, girl… you smell incredible, You know, I’ve been holding back all night from doing this… from wanting to touch you, feel you… Almost lost it when I saw those assholes harassing you.” His large hands move, exploring your body, sliding over your soft curves, squeezing and gently kneading the skin still tightly clad in the black leather. He suddenly slides the mask part of the costume over your head because he wants to see your face.

You do the same to him, easily removing the black mask and letting it fall where it may. He smiled, kissing you again deeply, his larger tongue exploring your mouth, pulling yet another moan from you.

His kisses are hot, demanding as he left your lips, sucking your pulse point. “Seeing those creeps bothering you…” he murmered, his thumb on the zipper, the only thing holding your costume together. “They knew… they knew you were mine…” He looked angry then, his focus off of you and away. Rarely he’d accidentally allow himself to go to a dark place regarding your safety.

To snap him out of it, you placed your hands on either side of his face. “I’m yours Mikey… all yours” You whispered. “I knew you would come for me.”

His gaze snapped back to yours and he breathed, coming back to himself. Looking into your eyes is like coming home, like finally getting air after holding his breath. “Mine…” he growled and claimed your mouth once again.

You encouraged him by reciprocating desperately, your thighs rubbing together as you feel much too constricted now with what you’re wearing. You reach and move his hand. The zipper click-click-clicked down a little before he realized what you were doing.

Mikey broke the kiss, smirking like a kid in a candy store. He can’t contain his excitement as he finished what you started, pulling that zipper down. Your breasts sprung free of their confines and were in his hands immediately.

“Ohh…” You breathed, shivering when your breasts found the open air then covered by his large, warm hands. “Oh, yes…”

He squeezed them gently, thumbing the tips in just the right way to make you gasp. “You have the most perfect tits, baby… so sexy…” His hot mouth is on them in an instant, his tongue tracing each pert nipple with ease.

Your body trembled and you felt the flood of heat and wetness go straight to your core. ”M-Mikey… ohh that feels good…”

“Hm…? You like that? I love the way you taste, babe…” He grinned, pushing the suit down one arm at a time and lower still. His hands splayed across your belly, relishing in the feel of your soft skin. “How wet is that sweet pussy of yours?” he husked.

You felt his fingers slide lower and arched toward him with a gasp. One of his thick fingers slid into your heat while is thumb carefully circled your very sensitive nub. You moaned low in your throat. “Fuck…”

Mikey groaned, hearing you swear was the best compliment, and a total turn on. He allowed himself to drop, groaning at the wetness he felt as he’s touching you. “Baby… you need me to fill you up?”

“Yes!” you gasped, grinding against his hand.

His fingers move achingly slow. “Say it, Baby…” he is so hard for you it’s almost painful.

You trembled, a desperate cry upon your lips but you gave him what he wanted to hear. “Mikey! Fuck… fuck me please!”

His costume’s gone, joined by yours in a hot second. You’re braced against the wall then with him poised at your entrance. “Can’t wait to make you scream…”

“Please…” you gasped out, knowing he loved it when you begged.

Mikey held your gaze, arms wrapped tightly around you. “I’ll give it to you, Baby…” he eased himself in, groaning at the way your hot, slick, channel stretched to accommodate him. “Fuck, you feel amazing… you always take me so good…”

You gasped at the initial but welcomed intrusion and arched your back with a soft cry. You felt so full, so incredible, you felt complete with him. “Mikey…” you breathed his name, full of passion and need. You caressed his face in the most gentle affectionate way. An unsaid declaration of the love you feel for him.

He felt it too. This connection you shared was like no other. “I know, Babe…” he said as he began to move within you. “I got you…”

His movements are slow at first, unhurried, he just wanted to feel you, hear the soft sounds of pleasure you made as he deeply thrust into you.

Your legs wrap around him more tightly, encouraging him to speed up his movements a little. “More… Yes… Faster…” You moaned.

Mikey absolutely obliged by moving his hands to your thighs. He thrust his hips harder, angling himself so he could hit that sweet spot deep inside of you. “Love this… love these sounds you’re making for me, Babe… love you so much…”

You can’t even answer him because he kissed you hard after those words. You whimpered against his mouth instead. You felt your body start to tremble and your inner walls clench all around him.

“You’re close…” His voice is ragged in your ear. “Scream for me… cum hard… just for me…” he redoubled his efforts fucking you harder into the wall, staving off his release because yours is that much more important. He needed to feel you first.

You do scream, a choked undulating cry as your body tenses up. You’re flooded with raw, unadulterated pleasure as you cum hard.

Mikey is not far behind. He jerked his hips, thrusting deeply a few more times with a ragged groan before filling you up completely with his release. He tries to make it last as he’s milked for all he’s worth, his essence is dripping down your thighs when he’s finished.

Catching his gaze again you breathed harshly as he huffed his own deep breaths. He reached to cradle your jaw, giving you the softest of smiles. “That was amazing Babe… you’re so awesome, I love you so much.”

Although Mikey wasn’t always the best with words, the true meaning was always here. He easily made you swoon with his heartfelt declaration. “I love you too, you always rock my world…”

“Always will.” He grinned and swiftly pulled out, forgetting about the gush of fluid that always followed when he did that. “Shit, um, oops? Actually, can’t be sorry, that’s always so, damn, hot.”

It was impossible for you not to laugh even more. “Yeah… I don’t think we’re going back to the party, Mikey…”

“Wasn’t planning on it. Still got our Monster Marathon to do, remember?” He looked so pleased and so excited, it was the cutest thing in the world.

“Right.” You managed to pull the suit back on over the mess and zip it up. “Take me home, Bat-Turtle.”

Mikey has his costume grabbed and you in his arms a second later. “With pleasure, my fine, feline.” He grinned, kissing you once more before leaping off into the night.

Most memorable Halloween you’ve ever had, it is quickly becoming your favourite holiday.

The End.

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One Long Weekend: - Clyde/YN One-Shot Series CH 03

"I'm not a serial killer he says.." "To be fair, I said I wasn't a stalker."

FRIDAY, 11:00PM (TW: Drug-use)

The place looked a little worse for wear but still very livable. A lot of decently priced places in the area were about the same. People hung outside, in the hallways and just sort of congregated from apartment to apartment like a college dorm.

"Welcome to my humble abode." Clyde left the door wide open for whoever to come and go. Y/n took in the general state of the apartment and chuckled catching his attention.

"Hey...no judgements. I'm a man. Men live like this." Clyde defended.

"Yeah? I didn't realize men didn't own a trashcan...or a laundry basket." Y/n held up some random boxers resting on the coffee table. Clyde had spun around with a shotgun pointed at her making her freeze.

"You were saying?" Clyde teased.

"I'm not a serial killer he says...and yet here he is holding me at gunpoint." Y/n carefully placed his underwear on the barrel of the gun.

"To be fair, I said I wasn't a stalker." Clyde corrected flicking the underwear off the gun.

"Damn...well you got me there." Y/n put her hands up sheepishly and Clyde smirked.

"Does that make you scared?" Clyde might be a lot of things but scary wasn't one of them.

"Is that what you're trying to do? Scare me?" Y/n stepped towards the end of the rifle and Clyde's eyebrow went up.

"Not particularly." Clyde shifted. Y/n took the end of the shotgun into her hand and appeared to be inspecting it.

"Good because I don't scare easy." Y/n turned back towards the couch and plopped down, taking her jacket off and tossing her bag on the floor. Clyde lowered the gun and laughed.

"Oh yeah? What does scare you then?" Clyde plopped down in a chair facing her.

"You first." Y/n challenged.

"Easy. Goats." Clyde's quick answer with his very serious face made y/n snort out a laugh.

"Goats? Why the hell are you afraid of goats?" She tried to say without crying laughing.

"They're aggressive little fuckers who like to head butt, scale fucking mountains and scream in your face. They're like kids on crack. They're the fucking worst." Clyde explained pulling his phone out and showing y/n a clip of a goat climbing on the side of a mountain awkwardly.

"That...that is pretty startling to say the least. Goats...cannot be trusted." Y/n shook her head trying to rationalize Clyde's fear but in all her years in Nevada, she's never even seen a goat.

"Your turn. What scares you? Clearly not guns." Clyde pointed out.

"This is Vegas. If you haven't been held at gunpoint, can you even call yourself a resident?" Y/n shrugged.

"That's actually super true. I've been shot at way too many times to count." Clyde admitted.

"That's...not shocking at all." Johnny cleared his throat and they looked up.

"Let me snag the keys, I'm going to get some food. The guys and I are starving." Clyde dug in his pocket for the keys and tossed them up to Johnny.

"Do you eat meat?" Clyde asked earning a nod.

"Grab us food too. I'll take it off your gas cash." Before Johnny could argue for money, Clyde was quick to make a food for gas trade. The others filled out after Johnny and shut the door leaving the two sitting in the middle of the room.

They sat in silence for a minute adjusting to being alone together.

"So do you live here alone or does everyone just kind of crash around?" Y/n took in her surroundings. There was only one bed, if you can call it that, that sat on the floor with a bunch of blankets, a big bean bag chair in the corner, the raggedy couch and an armchair that's seen better days. It was a lot more furniture than she would have expected for one person.

"Nah I kind of consider it a bit of a halfway house. Everyone's going somewhere but we all need to crash for a bit. The guys have a room at the end of the hallway and then one across the hall for any girls they bring home for-" Clyde made a hand gesture and y/n laughed.

"You guys have a fucking apartment? Yikes, the smells alone from that room would give me chills." Clyde shook his head.

"I honestly wouldn't know. I don't really frequent that room. It stays pretty occupied anyway." He laughed. Y/n took in a mental note that Clyde didn't seem like someone who brought a lot of girls back to his place for fucking but almost like he was providing sanctuary.

"Oh I have no doubts. Plus you look like a wine and dine kind of guy. Big activities, good music, decent food. A real gentlemen." Y/n turned her body towards him.

"Absolutely. I'm a real Casanova and you're in for a treat." Clyde walked over to his nightstand and rummaged around inside of it pulling out a tray and a lighter, shimming over to plop down next to y/n on the couch.

"The only activity of the evening is to get decently high...if you're cool with that." Clyde hadn't bothered asking but took in her face to make sure he hadn't offended.

"I mean it sounds more like a 3rd date but since you've been stalking me for a minute, I think this will work just fine." Clyde rolled his eyes at her, bringing the blunt to his lips to moisten. The two sat with their knees touching, Clyde rolling at least three blunts knowing that the moment the guys got back, they would want dibs and like clockwork the door swung open and a bag was tossed at y/n.

Clyde merely held up the two blunts and Johnny snatched them with a cheeky grin before bounding back out of the door. The fries in the bag were soggy and the burgers looked like they had been thrown against a wall but y/n wasn't picky. She held out a french fry to Clyde's mouth as held the blunt between his fingers unable to put it down yet.

Something familiar and comfortable settled between them like they had done this for years.

"Jesus what the fuck happened to that?" Clyde gestured to the burger y/n was trying to pick up.

"I'm going to assume it was run over but I'm honestly starving so I'm going to eat it anyway." Y/n didn't hesitate taking a bite and Clyde lit the blunt between his lips. He watched y/n look for a place she could find a napkin and he ran to the bathroom, retrieving a roll of toilet paper and putting it down on the table. She tried not to laugh as she unrolled some to wipe her hands.

Clyde passed the blunt to y/n who took a small hit making sure she didn't choke and embarrass herself, knowing she would deserve all the teasing from Clyde because of his cigarette disaster earlier.

"This is decent weed." Y/n commented.

"Are you surprised?" Clyde asked.

"Kind of. Do you work or do you come from money?" Y/n's question was genuine but Clyde seemed offended.

"What does that matter?" He scoffed.

"That wasn't meant as an insult. I'm just trying to figure out if you're crushing it as a hype man or if you're secretly the son of one of the current Strip residencies." Clyde seemed to simmer.

"I can assure you I am not the son of Vince Neil." She handed him the blunt back and pushed the hair from his face.

"No shit. You would not be this cute if your dad was Vince Neil." Y/n's compliment brought Clyde's mood right back up.

"Aw all I had to do was feed you and get you high and now you're back to trying to have my babies again." Clyde teased nudging her.

"I'm a simple girl. I like simple things." She gave a cheeky grin as his laugh turned into a cough.

"Oh so you like me because I'm simple? Should I be hurt by that or-"

"I'd hardly call you simple. You barrel rolled out of a club, tried to fight a bouncer that was three times your size and brought home a girl you've had a psychic connection with just to point a shotgun at her. Khakis are simple. Grilled cheese is simple." Y/n's explanation of her thoughts on Clyde thus far made a warmth grow in his stomach.

"Man you're really going to hold the whole shotgun thing against me huh? Would it help if I said it wasn't loaded?" Clyde offered.

"That would be so pointless. You literally keep your door open and unlocked with decent weed and at least a few hundred dollars worth of stuff. If it's not loaded, I'd say you're stupid." Clyde passed the blunt back nodding.

"You make a valid point." Y/n turned her body towards Clyde, holding the blunt in her hands but not bringing it to her lips.

"I could probably get over the whole shotgun thing if you let me give it right back." Clyde looked confused. He wasn't sure what she meant or if she was too high to make sense.

"I'm not up for being tasered while being high. I think that would definitely kill the high." Clyde whined weakly

"Open your lips." Y/n instructed. Clyde watched her put the blunt between her lips backwards and lean towards his face, putting her hands on his cheeks. Clyde almost forgot to breathe before she started exhaling the thick smoke between his lips, letting her bottom lip graze his. She was shotgunning the smoke so well, Clyde had to stop himself from super sucking the blunt into his mouth.

When she pulled away to pull the blunt out of her mouth, he laid back into the couch feeling the warmth that was in his stomach turn into a burn that was quickly spreading through his veins.

Y/n knew exactly what she was doing to Clyde and she had no regrets. This was the most relaxed fun she's had in a long time. Something about spending time with him made her feel free.

[beatrixstonehill2]

"Awww, my poor boy toy is growing his boobs back, what a pity. Although I bet he and his silly fem fantasies are getting off on it.... When I met 'Hannah' on Tinder, I knew right away he was a fakegirl. The way he flaunted his oversized breasts and wore super prissy clothes, all of his photos were male-gaze pandering goon bait. Nothing tasteful or remotely empowering. I got to talking with Hannah and could tell he transitioned young because his voice never dropped, gonna have to fix that!

We met at a nice restaurant and he seemed extremely horny, mentioned going back to my place, seductively eyeing me, licking and biting his lips like some porno girl, purposefully jiggling his estrogen-pumped 'breasts' to excite me. He even had to hide his cock, since he wasn't wearing underwear and kept getting erections. He and I used the restroom before we left and I stopped him at the women's room and made him use the men's room. He blushed and obeyed like a good boy. He apparently got groped using the urinal. A man grabbed his 'breasts' another jacked him off. He came out of the men's room panting, sweaty, telling me about it. I told him 'good', that's what boys get for playing dress up.

We got back to my place and I made him strip, donning some dominatrix-y gear I knew would turn him on because he's so clearly porn-brained. I lubed up a dildo and fucked his ass, jerking him off, smacking his 'breasts' with a paddle. He loved it. I called him a boy, and misgendered him, I told him he was a naughty fakegirl and needed severe punishment for infiltrating women's spaces. All of this didn't offend him at all, hence you can tell he wasn't really a girl. Just a perverted boy who begged too loud for blockers and hormones. I managed to make 'Hannah' cum so many times he passed out. The next morning he woke up to a needle getting injected straight into his cock. I shushed him as he woke up, and told him it was testosterone. He was blushing so badly, but he couldn't control his perverted brain. All he had to do was say no. But he stared at the needle, already piercing his rock-hard cock, and nodded for me to do it. To detransition him for being such a bad boy.

It's amazing how quickly Hank gave up being a girl. He made a hasty post on social media about detransitioning as he posted a vid of himself jerking off, telling his friends and family to stop calling him Hannah and to use he/him pronouns, that he's sorry he pretended to be a girl and promised to get his embarrassingly oversized 'breasts' removed asap. His family didn't seem the least bit surprised, several said they knew he was going to detrans sooner or later. Now Hank is my very own personal pig. He's only allowed to cum if I tell him, if he he has an accident I punish him and put him in a cock cage, and I don't let my piggy eat my pussy out for a whole week. You should watch him salivate when he sees what a real woman has. Instead when he's being punished I make him overeat for my amusement. My piggy is getting so fat, and so accustomed to my favorite forms of punishment I might have to think of things more extreme. I'm already having fun paddling and smacking his moobs, punishing him for daring to grow back a set of tits. He grovels and apologizes. I might have to take away his privilege of getting ass fucked by me every night before bed with the biggest strap on I can find if he goes up anymore cup sizes. He'd be so upset but I can't have my piggy getting off on growing back a pair of tits, it's simply unacceptable!"

[princessfarts31]

Heyy, 💨 here (this is the same gal from like the billion other asks)! Omg I remembered a little gassy incident I had a while ago that is even turning me on thinking about it and I thought I’d share, judging by how much you seem to love me talking about my farts and my love for them.

Anyways, so I went with some friends to the movies a while ago, and we got pizza before it as well as ice cream (I don’t know if you remember but I’m very lactose intolerant, but I drink/eat it anyways because I love how gassy it makes me and the farts that come with it ☺️) anyways, so we’re walking to the movie theaters after our meal and my stomach is already bubbling like crazy. And my god was I turned on, I did hide it tho.

So while we’re walking I let out a few and holy shit were these good. They were super wet and bubbly and almost sounded like they were boiling, and felt really warm and kinda spicy. Anyways, no one noticed luckily most likely because of the skin tight jeans I was wearing that hugged my ass and kinda muted the sound. So we get to the theater and I feel a brigade of farts pushing up against my asshole, and now I’m kinda worried because judging from how sour and eggy those last farts were, I knew it was only gonna get worse. So I hold it in and the second we get into the movie theater (which was packed) and get to our seats, I’m already squirming in my seat trying to hold this gas in. I was only able to hold it for about 5 minutes before I ripped this absolute MONSTER of a fart. And at the time I was embarrassed but thinking about it from what I remember turned me the fuck on. It was super bassy, very wet to the point where it sounded like it was literally just liquid shit that was boiling, and my god was it loud. The second this thing finishes and I look around, people are staring and I wanted to DIE. I could hear people around me gagging, and my friends laughing their asses off, while I, am sitting, turned on and embarrassed. So I run to the bathroom and when I pulled down my pants and sat down it was really bad diarrhea. Like BAD. And when I looked at the damage in my panties, it was super messy in there and I had a small wet stain on my jeans. And once I finished, I sniffed my underwear, satisfied my fetish, and went back to watch the movie. I did fart like 7 other times and had to go to the bathroom at lease 2 times after that, but my god was that fucking amazing. Anyways, as always have an amazing day, and I have WAY more fart stories if you want them. 🤭

also, your last ask response to the other anon talking about farting in public had me horny as hell girl. Love ya!

my gosh that’s soooooo hot. I totally would’ve comforted you, rubbed your belly to have helped you push it out. Then follow you to the bathroom 🤭

I love the bassy ones like they’re so hotttttt. I can just imagine the looks and stares you got from that monster of a fart. That’s so hot. I’m curious did anyone notice the wet stain in your jeans? How big was it?

Anyway you’re so hot and totally my tumblr crush

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Day 18 of Kinkmas: Being a Whore For Ponyboy

pairing: ponyboy curtis x fem!reader

warning: protected sex

Y/N's (sparkle) POV

Yes I live in a whore house, and some people HATE the fact that I live in one but all the girls are super sweet including the Head Mistress, Miss. Lola is the most dearest person I've ever met!

I had a hard life back when I was a child. Parents always fighting, brother being a abusive asshole, you know the ups and downs of a terrible household. I moved out at age 18 because my mom wanted me to go and I met Miss. Lola at a bar and she asked me to go to the whore house and I obviously said yes. Now I'm in the house with 9 girls always wear lingerie and stilettos.

It's a friday night and we got a call about 6 men are coming to the house which, I wonder who I'm gonna get.

"Alright ladies you know the drill right?" Miss Lola says.

"Yes Miss. Lola!" We said at the same time.

"Now go to your usual places!"

We go sit in our usual seats and we hear cars in the distance and the girls and I squealed but Miss. Lola shushed use but in a nice way. We hear the doorbell ring and Miss. Lola opens the door and holy, these men look attractive.

"Hello Miss. Lola, girls." A tall brunette says. He looks older than the other men.

The girls giggled including myself.

"Some of these girls know what they're doing and some, are new so make them comfortable alright?" Miss Lola whispers but I heard it.

The men nods and walks up to us and one of them went up to me and gave me a grin. I giggle.

"Girls." We look at Miss. Lola.

"Go up to your rooms and please be protective."

We nod and we took our men up to our rooms and closed the doors.

My guy sat on my bed and took his pants off and looked so handsome.

"What's your name sweetie?" He said.

"Sparkle."

"Your actual name." He smiles.

"Y/N."

"It suits you."

I chuckle and said, "What's yours, handsome?"

He looks down and chuckles and says, "Ponyboy."

"That's a original name."

"I get that a lot."

I walk up to him and I feel his hands wrapping around my waist and I put my hands on his shoulders.

"Well Ponyboy, I hope that you're ready for a long night."

"Are you on anything?"

"Yes Ponyboy."

"Then, I'm ready for you princess."

I smile and started kissing him. I feel him putting me on the bed and I giggle. He stops kissing me and takes his shirt off and starts making out with me. He starts to give me hickeys and I start to moan. It feels so good. I tug on his hair and I can feel him getting hard. I can tell he wants my lingerie off so I let him take it off, he's in awe. I get on top of him and straddles him and began to do a trial of kisses down to his underwear to take them off and his cock. Boy he's huge. I start blowing him, he starts to moan and says, "That's it, right there baby girl." I can feel his hand on my head to keep me steady.

"I'm about to cum baby."

I keep on bobbing but he stops me and says, "I need to be inside you." I go up to him and he flips me over and starts to fuck me. I moan I don't want him to stop.

"Ah, Pony!"

He came.

We hear a scream and we stop and looked at the wall where the screaming is coming from and it's coming from Valerie's (Angel) room.

"I think Dally is in the room."

"He's got Angel."

"Who's angel?”

"Her actual name is Valerie and I think Baby is in there to."

Pony gave me a look like he's never heard of that name before.

"Baby's actual name is Jessie."

"Well, I'm glad that I can have you all to myself." Ponyboy grins.

"Make love to me Ponyboy."

He grins again and starts fucking me again. God this boy, he feels good inside me. I scream and feels him kissing the valley of my breasts and I start feeling his hair and starts tugging on it a little. He stops fucking me and I whine.

"Pony?"

"Yes Sparkle?" Ponyboy says still under the sheets.

"Can we take a break, I feel sore."

Pony went up to me and laid down next to me and fixes a strand of hair of mine out of way and looks at smiles. "What Pony?"

"I just want to look at you." I giggled.

"Y/N?"

"Hmm."

"I have a weird question."

"What is it?"

“What was your life like before you became a, you know, this?" I look down and chuckle and says, "Well, I had a hard life and I had a abusive household, my dad and my brother would beat to shit out of me and my mom kicked me out at the age of 18. Now I live here with nice girls including a sweet head mistress."

"I'm sorry that you have to go through that. You seem like an innocent girl."

"Ms. Lola is like a mother to me, a sweet woman who thinks women can do what they like to do."

"Is this what you want to do your whole life?" "Well, not really, maybe marrying someone, having a actual job, or maybe having children one day." Pony smiles and touches my cheek and says, "We can get married." "Really?"

"Yeah, but not now, you're a sweet person and how can someone treat you like shit?"

"Ask my family." Ponyboy looks at me and kisses me on the lips and I kiss him back. He's a good kisser.

"I don't want to be just a hookup, I actually want to take this thing that we're doing to the next level."

"What do you mean Ponyboy?"

"Would you like to be my girlfriend?" He smiles. "Yes Pony!" I smile as well.

[hostilemuppet]

I know the reason why Branch never mentioned having brothers before was because the creators only thought them up for the third movie and then they had to find a storyline that would fit into the movie’s canon.

But I’m curious to know what’s your opinion on Branch’s brothers?

I mean, I know how you portray them in your AU, but I curious 👀 about your honest opinion of them based on what we learned from the movie.

I don’t know if anyone has asked this before and apologize if have and I couldn’t find it.

i like brozone! jd has been... soured for me after seeing how the fandom treats him but hes still funny when you dont have a bitch in your ear telling you he did nothing wrong

jd: i think jd was abusive. people get mad at me for saying this, but i dont care; he was in charge of his younger brothers and he worked them to the bone, he forced clay to wear underwear he hated and take photoshoots in them for gods sakes! thats freak behaviour! i think a lot about how he treated them, either directly stated by canon (the underwear thing) or inferred by canon + how theyd be treated irl (on top of the super strict workout routine bruce was probably kept on a super strict diet too, dehydrated to make his abs POP, he was MISERABLE). plus the fact he feels absolutely zero sympathy, he just says he "had a lot of responsibility", implying that his brothers should feel grateful for how he "took care of them" 🤮 ELECTRIC CHAIR! i do like how hes so full of himself though, i like how eric andre says he thinks hes the "alpha male" and thats something i feel like a lot of people are missing wrt his characterisation. hes not some cool, rugged, charming guy out in the forest; hes the guy who says he could TOTALLY survive a zombie apocalypse, guys!

bruce and clay: people have literally no reason to get mad at them for leaving the pod, im sorry. they were teenagers who moved out of the house, best case scenario because they hated their big brother, WORST case bc they were escaping ABUSE! yeah, they could have said bye to branch, yeah, they MIGHT have been able to keep in touch (for clay we dont know how long he was bumming around the tree before the last trollstice happened, i do think it was a few years though), but why are we acting like them MOVING OUT is some big crime? they werent gonna stay in the nest forever! BRANCH can be upset, he missed his brothers! we can sympathise with branch! that doesnt mean we need to DEMONISE them for not lying down and letting jd control their lives! bruce was a bit of a dick to branch though but its okay bc they made up. clay however did NOTHING wrong, put some respect on his name 😤

floyd: idk why both the fandom and the movie act like floyd is the only brother who didnt hurt branch, when hes the one who should have hurt him the MOST! he PROMISED hed come back, likely knowing he wouldnt, while the other three just said "sayonara, dont get your hopes up, see you never". floyd gave branch hope that theyd see each other again, and then fucked off for 20 years, not even TRYING to find branch! obviously floyd is my favourite, but most of that i freely admit is like... conjecture, and headcanon, and in the movie itself we really dont know anything about him other than "is gay" and "got branchs hopes up, only to let them get crushed". hes kinda an asshole! which could be fun, but everyone, including the writers ignore it! i kinda hope in the cartoon theres an episode that addresses how floyd never visited. i mean, even the movie says that jd TRIED to visit but found the empty troll tree and assumed everyone was dead! did the same happen to floyd? or did he just not care? without clarification you kinda gotta assume the latter, but im really excited to find out what secondary canon has to say about it!

[robinismywifee]

lust, not hatred || pt. 2

pairings dealer!ellie williams x fem!oc/reader

summary what happens after ellie and aime, enimies over the years at a college, hook up?

warnings NSFW, fingering (r receiving), dry scissoring?, dry humping, pet names (princess, babe, good girl), kinda kinky ellie?, slight choking, semi public sex?? (fingering while people r in the room), drinking, zaza, and WHIMPERING ELLIE.

a/n so nobody asked for a second part.. but i felt like it, so heres the last part, read part 1 if you havent already! sorry in advance this is super long, and PLEASE send me ellie requests!

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part 1

the sound of banging at the door caused me to wake up.

my eyes squinted at the light coming out of my curtains, the loud noise at the door, and the pounding headache i had

once i fully gain consciousness, i looked around to see that i was in bed, naked, the white blankets sticking to my skin, and the feeling of my skin sticking to someone elses skin..

i scrunched my eyebrows confused, lifting up my head, only to shot up from where i was, "what the fuck?" i grumbled, causing the girl in my bed to stir awake

"tell whoevers at the door to shut up" ellie mumbled, shoving her head to the pillows more and squeezing her eyes shut harder, i ignored the tickley feeling i got in my stomach as she spoke with her grouchy and raspy morning voice

i went to speak up, but the voice behind the door beat me to it, "aime! wake the fuck up! i left my key and you were supposed to keep the door unlocked!"

i recognized the voice immediately, it was dina, and ellie did too, with scrunched eyebrows pulling her head from the comfort, only to make eye contact with me

i probably looked like shit, smeared makeup, crazy hair, sweaty and gross.. i dont even remember what happened last night, and i didnt have time to think, but as panic shot through me as i tried to figure out what to do, i stilled stopped to just admire for a quick moment how beautiful ellie looked.

ellies eyes trailed down, causing me to look down too, i quickly grabbed the blanket and brought it to cover my chest, fuck i literally just had my goddamn tits out and she fucking saw.

ellie looked over to her body, probably relieved that she was still in her bra and underwear, but her cheeks blushed red slightly as she realized that we, very obviously, fucked, well, she was definitely the one doing the fucking..

the banging on the door only got harsher, bringing us both back to reality, "fuck- i- can you- fuck!" i whisper-rambled, trying to figure out how to go about this

"uh- just- go get dressed, ill hide somewhere" ellie whispered, getting out of the bed, i could feel my face on fire from seeing ellie in her underwear, how could i not? she wore a pair of white boxer briefs and a grey calvin klein sports bra, i could see her cleavage pouring out slightly at the top as she bent over grabbing clothes from the ground-

ellie tossed me my underwear, i only blushed harder once i remembered i chose to wear girly floral lace underwear with a bow.

i didnt have time to go somewhere to change, i stood up, completely naked, and slipped on my underwear, i noticed brusing marks all down my body and all in my inner thighs by my heat, i felt myself grow wetter- ellie came around, only in her jeans and with one sock on, with a shirt in hand, shit, i can't believe im getting this fucking wet from this- but the thought of us doing it- and the sight of her like this..

"arms up" she mumbled, and at that i could have melted, i did what i was told, and she put my shirt on for me- she put my shirt on for me. god, i was on fire.

"it covers most the marks- and you normally sleep like that so she wont think anything of it, im gonna hide in your closet, okay?" she whispered, hands on my shoulders, i nodded my head, but her eyes went behind me, "oh fuck" she mumbled, and walked behind me, i watched her confused as she opened my cabinet, but it made sense once she took the shot glasses and vodka, we had shared from last night, and shoved them in to hide it

she then hurriedly grabbed her shoes, shirt, and sock, and slid into my closet, i shut it behind her and took a deep breath before unlocking my door and opening it

"jesus goddamn christ! took you fucking ages! i was starting to think you died!" she said loudly, pushing past me to get inside our room, i shut the door behind her and turned around to face her as she set her purse down and slid off her shoes, rambling about something like 'i never answered my phone last night' i dont really know, i had a pounding headache and all i was thinking about was trying to remember how me and ellie ended up tangled together both naked like that- i mean, ellie? of all people? how is that possible? the last thing-

"aime!" dina yelled loudly, "jesus christ, could you speak any louder?" i groaned, rubbing my temple, "did you hear anything i just said?" she asked, i shrugged, "didnt answer my phone?" i replied, but in a questioning tone as i wasnt really sure

"oh my god, you really are hung over! is it true? did you actually get along with her?" she asked coming closer to me

"huh? who?" i hummed, "you and ellie? i heard those rumors that you guys were dancing together and then disappeared together, and- holy fucky! are those love bites from her-"

what?! rumors of us like that spread that fucking fast? i sort of remember us dancing together but disappear-

fuck.. when we went to smoke..

i remember it now, slight graphic scenes of the memory came through, how i got these marks.. but after that, it was completely blank, i guess we just went back here and kept going at it-

"hello? aime! are you not listening again?" dina called, "oh, sorry, i dont know whats up with those rumors, you know we despise each other, and obviously this shit isnt from ellie! what kinda of animal do you think i am! but what was the last thing you said?"

"have you seen her? shes not answering her phone, and shes not at her dorm, i thought she was gonna be here but i guess not- and who are they from then?" dina asked

"oh no, last ive seen her was about a half hour after i got home from my last class, she was already here on your bed but i made her leave, and.. theyre from jason.." i lied

"oh? didnt know you guys were gonna do it, looks like he went hard.. anyways did she say if she was gonna go somewhere?"

"i dont know, maybe, i was ignoring her" i shrugged, not knowing what else to say, "weird.. wait, so did you end up going to the party? you look pretty fucked up and everyone i ask said they saw you"

"uh, yeah, i stopped by, i was looking for you and jesse, but i couldnt find you and went home"

"you stopped by? and you're sleeping in to 1pm? and why were you looking for us?"

"what! its 1pm?" i said with my eyes going wide, dina took a quick second to look at her phone, "its 1:12"

"fuck"

"yeah, so can you please explain to me why you randomly decided to go out get fucked up drunk and probably high, get fucked by jason, crash asleep with the door locked knowing i wasnt home, and skip all your morning classes?" she had her hands on her hips

"uh.." i stuttered rubbing my eyes, "you know.." i mumbled, "what? speak up" she said, i shrugged, "you know" i repeated, not daring to make eye contact, "no, i dont know, please inform me"

"just cause" i said, voice barley above whisper, "just cause what?" she repeated, "jesus christ, dina, could you just leave me the fuck alone and stop asking me a shit ton of fucking questions first thing i wake up, i have a pounding ass headache and i had important classes that i missed, i dont even know how none of my alarms went off, and im literally about to kill

myself!" i yelled angerly, more stressed then anger

"im not gonna leave you alone, im fucking concerned, sure you party once a week give or take, but getting this fucked up on a wednesday night after you were so adamant of not going from being so tired? what happened?"

"oh my god, dude, i barley remember, i just, i had a shit day, and when i got home i decided to have a fun night and release stress, so i drank some and smoke some, not that big a deal, i dont know why the door was locked, i probably was paranoid from the weed, nothing to be concerned, can you just- fetch me pain killers, and water?"

i ranted, and in the middle of my rant, i heard something fall from my closet, obviously i knew it was ellie, but it wasnt too loud, and i just kept on going, praying dina didnt hear

"did you hear that?"

fuck.

"hear what?"

"there was something moving in your closet"

"dina, i dont have time for this, can you please just be a good roomie and help me get over this hangover?" i tried to change the subject

"no, i swear to god i heard something like, in there, like-" dina began to walk to my closet,

"dina!" i exclaimed, causing her to turn, "why werent you here anyways, and why didnt i find you at the party?"

"oh, me and jesse left early, we went to his"

i nodded, "hey can i give you money for you to go buy me breakfast at the cafeteria?" i asked, already walking over to my wallet, hoping she forgot about the whole closet thing

"yeah, thats cool, for some reason everyone at that party either got shit faced drunk or left super early, so there shouldnt be much people there since theyre all still asleep"

"you're a life saver, thanks deen" i said with a smile, handing her money,  "mhm, just drink water, take ibuprofen, and lay in bed"

"yeah, yeah, i know, thank you again" i said with a smile

she opened the door to leave, but turned around, "oh, aime?" she called, my heart raced, scared of what she had to say, i hummed for her to continue, "what do you want me to get you?" she said, gesturing to the money, i sighed, loud enough for her to hear the sigh, i didnt mean to, but it just came out, "oh, uh, just pancakes and sausage please" she nodded, shutting the door

i sighed again, running up to the door, looking through the peep hole, she was already gone, turning the corner, i locked the door again, before going over to the closet door, sliding it open

"what was that?" i exclaimed, watching as she, now fully clothed and with her shoes on, got up with the smuggest look ever, "what was what?" she questioned with a yawn

my eyes squinted in disbelief, why is she acting so casual? like nothing happen? like we didnt wake up arms squeezing each together, her half naked and me fully-

"the noise! she almost caught us!" i slightly shouted, ellie brought her hands up defending herself, "woah, woah, calm down, she didn't, so it doesnt matter"

"doesnt matter? could you imagine explaining that to her- or- or how humiliating it would have been for me? for us?"

ellie stared back at me blankly as i freaked out, "so what was the noise? what'd you break?" i crossed my arms waiting a response

"oh, right, my phone fell out of my pocket" she shrugged, the mention of phones caused me to look around the room, "looking for this?" she said, shoving my phone to my face, "what? how did yo- why do you have it?" i asked, looking up to her

"oh, i dunno, i guess you asked me to hold to it last night, it was in my pocket" she shrugged, licking her teeth with a small clicking noise after, to fill the awkward tension and silence

i stared blankly at her, trying to figure her out, why is she acting so normal? is this a common thing for her?

ellie dangles the phone in front of me, "so you gonna take it.. orrr?"

i slowly lifted my hand up and grabbed it from her, i broke the eye contact to look down at my phone, "its dead" she simple stated, i pressed the on button snd sure enough- the empty battery popped up, signaling for me to charge it

as i looked at the dead phone, my mind trained thoights, trying to figure out how to go about this and what to say next, i felt her eyes peircing me, the silence was painful, you would be able to hear an ant crawl.

"just gonna stare at your dead phone? cant even look at me?" her voice was just above a whisper, and god why was her voice so perfect- so soothing- her words went down to my core, i tried to ignore it, but instead ended up focusing on how close she was to me- which wasnt helping

as i still stared at the black screen- really i was looking out the corner of my eye to her- ellie brought her hand up, i didnt know what she was doing, my breathing got heavier as her hand went to my neck, forcefully pulling me closer to her, out of suprise, i low whimper slipped out my throat

i was immediately embarrassed, i tried to stay calm, but i knew my face was bright red, and i knew she noticed the way my chest rose up and down

her hand on my throat tightened, as she looked down at me, my head was pointed to her but my eyes were still to the ground, "look at me princess" she whispered, voice deep, my eyes slowly trailed up her body, and to her eyes, my eyebrows were furred from being so turned on- but also fear.

"good.." she whispered, her grip loosened, rubbing her thunb on my jawline, her head was tilted up, as she bit her buttom lip watching me- she knew i felt small, scared- but she also knew i wanted more.

"repeat after me-" she started, i felt my eyes water from lack of blinking, i didn't want to look away from her scared of what she would do.

"last night never happened" she said with a ruff voice, pressing her lips together in a line, waiting for me to repeat, i gulped, praying silently that when i spoke no moans came out.

"l-last night.." i stuttered, stopping myself to take a breath and contain myself, "never, happened" i felt proud that no noises came out, especially after ellie praised me— "good girl"

i stared at ellie as she still held me by the throat, i hummed a whine as her gripped went super tight on my neck- pulling me even closer to her, leaving about an inch in between us

ellie leaned in to my ear, her hot breath tickled, "i should probably get going" she whispered so quietly, but it was right in my ear drum that i heard every edge and crisp of her sentance

ellie slowly pulled away, a lopsided smirk on her face, knowing what she had just caused, as she let go of my neck, and walked to my door, not even glancing over her shoulder as she left, leaving me completely frozen- leaving me high and dry.

i had been trying my best to avoid ellie, it had been about 3 weeks since everything happened, and i still think about it every night.

it was super hard avoiding her, considering she was always in my dorm, so ive been camping out inside my friends dorm, her name was adriana, we've been close friends for awhile now and so ive just been sleeping over basically every night.

anytime i caught a glimpse of ellie, i prayed she didnt see me, and ran the other way

we also had a class together, history, and ive been skipping it everyday, but i needed to go to it monday, we had a test that day and i couldnt miss it, ive been trying to mentally prepare myself, its friday so i still had a few days

i layed next to adriana, in her bed, the walking dead playing in the background, when i got a call from dina

i picked up, obviously, "hey"

"hey aimeeeee" she stretched out my name, high pitched voice, i immediately knew she was gonna ask something

"oh god, what do you want?"

"well, its just, i know you said you aren't avoiding me, but it really feels like you are, i mean you've been glued to adriana for weeks! i never see you"

"just get the point please" i sighed

"can you come with me to a movie night at davies? its just gonna be the gang! and you can pick a movie, even if we have to pay for it, just pleaseeeee, i miss you so much, we all do!"

davey was jesses close friend, and 'the gang' usually meant, dina, jesse, me... and ellie.

i sighed, i felt super bad, guilty, i cant tell dina why i was being weird, so she assumed it was her.

"is-" i started, but stopped myself, should i ask? i hope she doesnt think anything of it, but i need to make sure so im prepared

"is?" dina questioned, pushing me to continue, "is ellie gonna be there?"

"uhh, yeah, i said the gang, did i not?" dina questioned herself

"yeah.. no, you did.."

"is there something going up with you two?"

"what? no! i just, wanted to make sure who was gonna be there! and- can i bring adri?" i asked, trying to change the subject

"yeah, of course, are you gonna come here to get ready or should i meet you at my car?"

"i have everything i need here, just meet at the car, what time?" i asked, everything poured out of my lips, i couldnt back down now

"is an hour good?"

"yeah, thats good"

"okay! thanks, i love you! see you soon!"

dinas bright voice cheered, and hung up before i could back down

i sighed, tossing my phone on the bed, looking over to adri, "so why are you avoiding dina? you ever gonna tell me?" she asked, "im not avoiding her! i just- shut up, and get ready"

"okay, weirdo, dont even ask me if i wanna go just force me" she mumbled jokingly, turning off the TV.

i know it was just a movie night, but i was silently stressing over what to wear. i had just gotten done with my light makeup and straightened hair, and was shuffling through my bag

i had already changed into a thin laced black thong..

"are you good?" adri asked, noticing my stress, "im fine" i said in a stern voice, "you sure?" she asked, i didnt answer, obviously i wasnt doing fine but she was annoying me by asking, "you know if you dont wanna go that badly, you dont have to" she said, concern laced her voice

"i would be a shit friend if i canceled! im fine!"

i yelled, quickly after, sighing, realizing i was being a shit friend from bursting out like that when she literally did nothing wrong, "im sorry adri, im just really stressed right now" i said quietly

"its okay, what are you stressed from?" she asked gently, "what should i wear?" i asked shyly, adri let out a small laugh, "wear? why are you worried about that, its just the gang, we're only watching movies in the dark, nobodies gonna see"

i looked up from the ground to her face with a 'seriously?' look displayed, "sorry, just uh, just wear something comfy and cozy, like pajama pants and any top, or pajama shorts and a hoodie, im gonna wear this" she said, looking down at her outfit, she wore leggings and a pink tied die shirt, adri had black leggings and a floral tanktop on, she was wearing the most basic outfit ever, but she looked so good. she was so effortlessly pretty. i bet ellies gonna want her over me.

i decided on black short shorts, they had hellokitty on the side with pink ties, i chose them because they're comfy.. definitely not because you can see my ass whenever i walk.. and i just wore a pink nike hoodie, adri helped me pick the outfit

i brushed my teeth, sprayed extra prefume and triple checked myself in the mirror, before we were out the door

we found dinas car in the parking lot, her headlights were on and in the same spot as always

once we got to the car, i realized ellie wasnt there, i smiled, relived, but quickly became concerned

"hey, wheres ellie?" i asked as dina started driving, "jeez, what's actually up with you guys" jesse laughed from the passenger seat, "i know thats what i was saying" dina mumbled

"what are both of you talking about? nothings changed, i just wanted to know if she was gonna be there, its not that deep" i said annoyed

"wheres aime? have you seen aime?" dina mocked in a lower pitch voice, "wheres ellie? is ellie gonna be there?" jesse mocked in a higher pitched voice

"you two are constantly asking about one another, you never did that before, and now you basically moved to adriannas dorm, and ellie said you dont show up for history? the only class you two share. somethings up, i mean i thought you were avoiding me, but now im starting to think youre avoiding her" dina explained

"im not avoiding her! i dont care about her enough to do that, im not avoiding anyone, i just, enjoy sleeping over adri's and the change of scenery was nice" i tried my best to come up with a lie, but they hummed "mhmm" clearly not believing it

"ugh, whatever, are you even gonna answer my question?"

"you arent answering ours truthfully! but what was your question?" dina peaked over her shoulder for a moment

i bit my lip, of course i have to repeat it. "where is she"

"where is who?" dina smirked, "you know who" i mumbled, "whats it to you anyway? if you dont care enough to avoid her why do you care enough to constantly ask about her?"

"just wanna know if this is gonna be a fun night, or a really annoying one!" i exclaimed, dina sighed, "shes already at davies"

"fuck" i whisper-mumbled, i didnt mean to say it out loud, but it slipped out, i felt everyone turn to look at me, "what?" i said annoyed, causing everyone to look away

i just wanna be home- well adrianas dorm, not home

the rest the ride was silent with light music playing in the back, "we're here"dina said, pulling into the driveway

jesse knocked at the door, a few seconds later, davey opened up, we all greeted him and he greeted us with quick hugs

"ellies already in the living room" davey said, pointing his thumb behind him, he lead us to the living room, me and adri were the last people to follow in line, there were two couches, dina, jesse, and davey sat at the big one.. leaving one more seat open, and ellie sat at the small one that only had one seat on that, leaving me and adri to look at eachother

ellie seemed to not pay any attention, smoking a blunt and scrolling on her phone, her legs spread, she wore a grey wife beater, and dark navy blue pajama plants, her boxers poking out.. and god did she look hot

"aime, can i please sit next to davey?" adri whispered with puppy eyes, "i mean, you said nothing was up with you and ellie, its not that bad" she added, i sighed, i literally have been such an ass lately, and have been sleeping over her dorm every single day, and she had a crush on davey, i couldnt just tell her no

"yeah its fine, i dont really care" i said with a nod, "oh, are you sure?" she asked "go ahead, im sure" i nodded, with a small smile she jumped up a little bit in excitement, joining on the big couch with davey

i suddenly felt cold, wishing i wore sweatpants, i grabbed blanket and sat down next to ellie

the room was filled with everyone talking and laughing, catching up, and trying to figure out what to watch, while me and ellie were silent, i was silent because i didnt really wanna be here, and was uncomfortable, ellie was silent since she wasnt paying attention, she didnt even notice me sit down next to her

i peaked over at her phone, i felt myself form a frown at the sight of her on text messages, texting some girl named 'cat' i didnt have time to read everything, but one of the texts cat said was, "i miss u" and "when can u come over again baby" but i quickly compose myself with a deep breath and spreading the blanket around my legs, theres nothing to be sad about. it was a hudge drunken mistake.

but they way ellie said i was hers? the way she acted during it? the marks i still had from her?

i guess the sigh caught ellies attention, i saw in the corner of my eye, her peak up to me slightly, looking back at her phone, but very quickly after looking back up to me, now realizing who sat next to her, hell she's probably only seen me once or twice within these 3 weeks, and thats just me walking past her in halls, but here i was sitting down inches away from her

i didnt realize when i sat down, but i actually sat pretty close to her, also considering she manspreading, our legs almost touched.

"oh shit" ellie laughed, eyes pouring to my skull as i stared straight ahead at the TV, "i thought you died"

it was silent between me and her for a moment, "whats the matter? cant speak to me anymore princess?" ellies hand went to tuck hair behind my ear, but i got up, walking out, "aime" dina called, "hm?" i turned around, "where you going?"

"the bathroom" i replied, quickly exiting. i made my way to davies bathroom, i went to splash water on my face but remembered i had makeup on, so i just double checked how i looked in the mirror and took a few deep breaths

"hey aimees, is the return of the living dead alright for our first movie?" davey asked, i noticed his arm around adrianas shoulders, i made a mental note to fuck with her about that later, "yeah of course, i love 80s horror" i nodded

i made my way to the couch ellie was at, she was still smoking her blunt, legs still open wide, but her eyes were on me, on my theighs, and she jad the blanket i brought over on her

"seriously? that was my blanket" i mumbled sitting down, making sure to sit far this time, "what, you cant share?" she smirked, her right hand was also drapped over the back of the couch, so now her arm was around me.

"c'mon, come closer" ellie said, lifting the blanket, i was really cold. i had goosebumps. so i sighed and scooted closer, but i accidentally scooted too close, our legs were touching, and it was too late to move back, and ellie spreaded out the blanket, as it rested on both our laps

"i love the shorts you're wearing, i can see your ass perfectly, i know you did that on purpose" she whispered, i felt myself blush, trying to get comfortable and ignore her as the movie started

"stop being so tense, just relax and get comfy, here" ellie whispered, passing the blunt, i looked up to her before taking it, taking deep puffs, ellies arm fell from the back of the couch to my shoulders, wrapping around me and pulling me closer, i scrunched my brows, pushing her hand off me, "what are you doing?" i whispered, she shrugged, "its comfy" she brought her hand back around my shoulder, pulling me even closer so that my back was half on her chest

i only stayed there because the room was too dark and everyone was invested in the movie so they didnt know

we were about 20 minutes into the movie when one of the girls decided to get completely nude, showing off her tits and pussy

ellies hand moved off of my shoulder, i was confused of why she took it off but then her hand went under the blanket and gripped my thigh.

i decided to just ignore it, not giving in, ignoring the wetness that grew

only a few minutes past when i felt her move her hand higher up and more on my inner thigh.

i turned to her and whispered, "what are you doing ellie?"

ellie smirked, "you know what im doing princess" she whispered back, i looked back to everyone else, theyre eyes were glued to the screen, exepct for jesse as he seemed to be falling asleep on dina

"theyre not gonna see, just keep it down, can you do that for me?" ellie whispered to my ear, fuck, i cant say no

ellie didnt wait for a response, she started pressing kisses underneath my ear, rubbing her thumb on my warm thigh, "fuck" she grunted in my ear lowly, i felt myself soaking

ellies hand trailed up more, her hand went under my loose shorts and her fingertips brushed against my slit every so slightly.

i let out a heavy but quiet breath, "shit, you're already soaking, i didnt even do anything, you want me that bad?" she whispered, i pressed my thighs together to get any type of friction

"all you have to do is ask baby" her mouth was right at my ear, i turned to her looking up, "mm'pleasee ellie, i need you so bad" i moaned in a whisper- i was thankful that the TV was turned up super high and everyone practically forgot me and ellie were even here

"yeah? its okay baby, i got you, just be quiet, can you do that?" her voice made me 10x more turned on. "mhm" i nodded

ellie rubbed her middle finger up my pussy until it reached my clothed clit and rubbed in circles, i bit my tongue to stop noises as my breathing got heavy

"you're doing so good" ellie whispered, pressing more kisses to my neck, "m' need more ellie.. please" i whimpered quietly, "fuck, i love it when you say my name" ellies voice was higher pitched, she was obviously very turned on too, which made me even more turned on, she pulled my thong to the side, collecting all the slick in her fingers letting out a grunt

"ready princess? no noises okay?" ellie whispered, i nodded, biting my lip as her finger slid into me, i gripped onto ellies sweatpants under the blanket

"good girl" ellie whimpered, as she started to pump her finger in and out, i started to move my hips slightly, trying to get more, ellie added another finger, pumping faster, i felt myself growing closer- when ellie pulled out, i breathed out heavily at the loss, turning to her with a confused look, ellie moved my panties back to cover my slick, brought her hand out, and sucked on her two fingers that were covered, i heard her let out a grunt as she sucked

once she licked her fingers clean, she pulled out, her lips were plumped, face was pink, and she looked so goddamn hot, "lets get a room" she whispered, "what? are you crazy? theyre gonna see us both gone"

ellie slowly got up and lightly stepped to the hallway, nobody noticed, and she made hand movements for me to follow, i sneaked around and made it to her, she grabbed my hand in hers and dragged me to the spare bedroom davey had, she pushed me against the door aggressively as she connected our lips, i moaned as i tasted myself in her mouth, ellie grabbed my theighs as i jumped onto her, my legs wrapping around her waist

i moved my hips, grinding against ellies lower abdomen, "so goddamn needy" ellie grunted in between our kisses, "i need you ellie" i moaned

we continued are very sloppy kisses, i could feel drool dripping onto my chin as her tongue was down my throat, as she brought me to the bed, her hands squeezing my ass in the process, dropping me down onto the bed i watched as she untied her pants and dropped them down, i could cum from just that.

ellie crawled back over me, shoving off my shorts her hands gripping my neck as she pressed sloppy kisses over the marks she left last time

ellie pulled me to sit up, as she took off my hoodie, "no bra?" she laughed, before darkening the previous hickies she made

ellies hand began to rub my clothed clit again, i was a moaning mess. something about her.

ellie was in between my legs as my legs wrapped back around her waist as she rubbed me and we kissed

once i started grinding onto her, she moved her hands to grip my hips helping me grind her

i grinded harder as i heard a whimper fall from ellies mouth, i felt her grinding with me too

our foreheads were rested agaisnt eachother as we both grinded fast, my nails digging into ellies back, our breaths both heavy

ellie stopped, she lifted her left leg over my right, and bent my left leg to her chest, moving my panties over and started grinding our clits together, she still had her boxers on, but it still felt like i was in heaven, and judging by her whimpers, she felt that way too.

she gripped onto my breats, grinding harder into my pussy, "fuck, feels' so good" she had her eyebrows scrunched and her voice was high pitched, i never thought i'd see this side of her, compared to the last time we fucked, she was being so much different

i threw my head back and started arch my back, "ellie!" i repeatedly moaned, "m' gonna cum ellie"

"fuck! aime, i fucking love.." ellie moaned, i moaned with my eyes rolling back as i came undone, ellie whimpered as she also came undone also, "..you" she breathed, finishing her sentance, still grinding a bit, and it wasnt till i opened up my eyes and saw her face when i realized what she had just said.

———

aimes diary!!

dont fucking open!

its the next friday, i moved back into my dorm, everythings kinda the same, ellie and i still ‘hated eachother’ we still bickered and she still made me irritated any chance she got

we also hooked up tuesday, she slept over my dorm (in dinas bed) like how she always does, but when dina fell asleep, she fucked me in the bathroom

i cant get enough of her, sex with her is the best sex i’ve ever had in my whole entire life. ive also only really had plain ass sex untill her. she knows what i like, she knew what i liked before i even knew it.

i hope us sneaking around continues, im starting to think i dont actually hate her.. i mean, yeah, ive come to the conclusion shes hot as fuck snd could do anything to me and i’d probably get wet as she does it- but she still pisses me off. she gets on my nerves. but also, i like her getting on my nerves because when we fuck, its like we’re getting rid of all that stress, and shes been flirting a lot lately. she gets me so flustered, its embarrassing

i think she’s supposed to come ove

HOLY FUCK!! ELLIES HE

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“what are you writing in your- is that a fucking diary?” ellie said as she came in the door, dina following behind, “no? im not 10! what are you doing here?” i shot back, knowing damn well it is a diary, “so if it isnt a diary, let me see it”

“what? no!”

“if its not a diary, then why cant i?”

“because i write private shit, asshole” i said, okay maybe i do hate her, i shut my book and opened my bedside tables cabinet, tossing it in, “its definitely a diary” ellie whispered to dina

“okay guys, chill out it hasnt even been one minute since you two are in the same room and you’re already fighting”

“cause shes being a bitch”

i answered, “as always” i added

dina sighed as we continued arguing, “shut up, you like when im a bitch to you and you know it” ellie said sitting down onto dinas bed next to her

“why the fuck would i?” i definitely do like it but i would never admit

“because you like the attention from me” yes, i definitely do

“yeah, sure” i mumbled

“yo, aimees, you’re going to a party with us, bring adri” dina said, going over to her desk to do her makeup

“i dont even get to say yes or no?” i asked

“nope, get ready!” dina smiled

“and be quick, you always take 20 hours for no reason” ellie added, i looked over to her and she was on her phone, she seemed to be texting someone, i wonder if she was texting cat..

“stop staring and move your ass” ellie deadpanned, “what? fuck off, i was not staring” i said, i definitely was, and got up to get ready

i didnt do much makeup, just my eyes and some nose contour since ellie said i was taking forever (even though dina was still getting ready too)

“what should i wear?” i asked after i did my hair, i looked to dina for an answer but ellie replied, “why do you always have to ask, who are you trying to impress? its a damn college party, the same people are there every time”

“fuck you, i wasnt even talking to you” i flipped her off, looking to dina, “hmm, you got that new dress, right?” she asked nicely

“oh yeah, but you know how they didnt have dressing rooms?” i asked, she gave a nod, “yeah when you were in class i tried it on, it was cute but super tight at the top and really showy, i might return it”

“no! you cant return it, you got it on sale! go try it on for me” dina shooed

i tried on the dress, it was a black silk dress, the top had lace and it was sleeveless, and the back was opened so i couldnt wear a bra with it

i got changed, for the first time i felt super insecure changing with ellie watching me..

“okay, should i wear it?”

“yes, it’s perfect, now lets get adriana and leave” ellie said getting up, before i could respond, she shoved me out the dorm and we were on our way.

just like how we were a month ago, we were on opposite sides of the room, her manspreading on the couch selling drugs, me and adri on the dance floor having fun

it had been about an hour and a half since we had gotten here, i kept on stealing glances at ellie, every single time, she was already looking at me

i was dancing, i wasnt that drunk, only a few drinks since i didnt wanna deal with a hangover tomorrow, when i glanced behind me and saw ellie biting her lip watching my ass, she didnt notice i saw her, so i started shaking my ass to the beat for her, once the song ended, i saw davey making his way to adri, “hey adri,” he smiled, “hey aime, do you care if i steal adri from you a few songs?” he asked shyly, “go ahead” i laughed, “you gonna be okay aimees?” adri asked, “yeah in gonna go to the bathroom, have fun, wear a condom” i said before walking away

i purposely walked past ellie, making eye contact with her, before going to the bathroom

i waited until she opened the door, finding me waiting infront

i went to speak but she cut me off with her lips, pushing me against the sink, gripping my hips at my dress, “been teasing me all night” ellie hummed in between our kiss, once i started grinding onto her, my dress started riding up to my hips, she gripped at my upper thighs, her fingertips right at my lips, “fuck- ellie, i cant stop thinking about you” i breathed, “poor baby, i havent touched you in days” ellie whispered, kissing my cheek, rubbing circles to my theigh

“how are you always this wet when we barley done anything?” she whispered, a banging knock came to the door, “hurry up im literally gonna piss myself!” a girl yelled, “fuck off! im busy” ellie yelled, bringing her lips to mine, the girl kept on knocking but we ignored her

ellie pulled my dress down, sucking her lips to my nipples, teasting them in between her fingers, ellie pulled the dress up more, in scrunched in the middle of my body, she bent over a bit, and spit down to my pussy, she definitely didnt need to, i was already soaking, but god how did she make spitting hot?

ellie rubbed her spit along my slit, before she pressed both her fingers in, i gripped onto her hair with my right hand, my left hand being gripped to the sink, i pulled ellie down to kiss me as she moved her fingers in me painfully slow

“ellie.. please” i begged, and begged, until, she started actually moving, her fingers slammed in and out, as i grinded my hips, onto her, she had her mouth to my boobs sucking on them as she fingered me

“fuck, ellie- im gonna-” i whimpered, she moved off my tits to speak, “not till i say so princess”

i focused on not cumming, but she made it near impossible as she moved her other hand, rubbing my clit it circles, i mumbled her name and begs over and over, “just a little longer, do it for me” she grunted, before she pushed me closer to her, my pussy hanging off the edge, and she got on her knees and mumbled a quick now, bringing her opened mouth to my pussy pulling her fingers out, with my tighten stomach, i let go and felt myself release into her mouth, i watched as she sucked on all the cum that fell into her mouth, before bringing her tongue up to lick me clean, sucking on her fingers too

i was left panting as she pulled back up my underwear, and fixed my dress to cover me again, pulling me down off the sink

she pulled my hips in and started kissing me so more, she always kissed me after she had a taste of me, “you’re my favorite dessert babe, you taste so fucking good” she said in a low voice pulling away

SHE CALLED ME BABE!!!

i blushed, looking down, we stood there for a few moment, until the sound of banging came again, a girl humming for ‘whoevers in there to get out’

“we should probably go” ellie whispered, moving away from me to the door, but i grabbed her hand and turned her around, “wait ellie?”

“yea?” she asked, “uhm..”

“what is it?” she came close to me, her hand on my jaw, “i.. what are we doing?” i asked looking up to her

“what do you mean?” she asked, “you know what i mean” i shook my head, but she just stared confused, i sighed, “i mean, what are we? what does us sneaking around fucking mean? are we just.. fuck buddies? or..”

“oh..”

i looked up to her, i really dont wanna be just that

“i dont wanna make things weird between us, but, as much as you get on my nerves, i.. actually..” i started

i cant believe im admitting this..

“i actually, really.. really like you, and you’re like really fucking hot- and you’re super cool, and way out of my league, and you remember small things about me, actually i think you know me better then i know myself and you definitely have fucked me the best anyone else ever has, and i dont even bat an eye at the people i used to find hot, i only have eyes for you- and i know you probably dont want me to bring it up but the thing you said last friday- i know that was like in the heat of the moment and you dont actually- but that ma-”

ellie cut off my confession and whole thought processes as she shoved her lips to my face

but this kiss was different.

the other ones was just full of anger, lust, jealousy

this one was full of something i dont know. it wasnt agressive, it wasnt rushed, it wasnt sloppy, it was passionate, but slow, very sweet

ellie slowly pulled away resting her forehead agianst mine, hands on my hips, both our mouths were slightly opened, both our faces were flushes read, and both our hearts were beating crazy fast

“i meant it.. i didn’t mean to say it.. but all the time that ive been an asshole to you, ive liked you, everything i say i hate about you, is what i love the most.. you are the most perfect girl ever, and i’ve never felt that strongly towards anyone, and.. i was scared.. and i didnt know how to react, so i pushed my feelings away, and started being a bitch, i dont really know why, i guess just cause that way if i entered a room, you knew i was there, and that way you never would have guessed i liked you, cause if we were friends this whole time i would have been so obvious, plus i liked your attention, and i was also always jealous like no matter what, if i saw you walk down the hall with anyone, i wanted to punch them till they passed out, if i walked into you and dina in the same bed i would always shove you off cause i didnt want you near another person, when i found out you were sleeping over adriana’s all those days, god i was pissed- fuck, im so embarrassing i dont know why im telling you all this, i only had 2 beers- but im sorry ive been such a dick all these years..

i want you to be mine, i need you to be mine, i love so much you aime”