yariwrites
My shitty gay writing
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Hello! I'm yaris and I'm going use this blog to post some of my fanfics because why not. Expect a lot of problematic™ stuff from me. REQUEST: OPEN
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yariwrites · 2 years ago
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Lil bitch
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yariwrites · 2 years ago
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It’s been a while but I’m still obsessed with the same ship from the same tv show 🙃
Anyways, teen Hugfia (around 15y)
Also, speedart video: https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMY8AbVc5/
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yariwrites · 3 years ago
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Any time.
Tommy and Benrey do the thing in a janitor's closet. That's it.
This was writen for this year’s kinktober. The prompt was “fingering.”
Tommy knew that some days at work weren’t just regular days. When you work in a super high secret technologies lab anything can happen.
But he didn’t know that in the anything bracket could fit being pushed into a janitor’s closet in the middle of his day. He was just walking to get to another department, with his arms filled with paperwork and files that needed to be delivered that now just laid outside on the floor.
“B-Benrey!” Tommy tried to wiggle out of his partner’s embrace, but with little success. Benrey had him pinned to the door behind them. The only answer he got from him was a small grunt though. The other man was too preoccupied biting Tommy’s neck. “Come on Benrey… I-I need to de-deliver some stuff…”
“Yeah, I don’t care.”
Was the only thing that came out of Benrey’s mouth. Tommy looked down to him, perplexed. He was just about to complain again when his partner found that spot that made his legs tremble. In just seconds Tommy went from a respectable scientist to a human mess.
His pants were halfway to the floor, his shirt was open and his tie was somewhere on the floor. Tommy didn’t know how Benrey did it, but he always knew where to touch him to get him like that. Her lips were red and swollen, because as soon as he started to moan Benrey shut him up, with his own lips of course. He wasn’t going to lose the opportunity to taste his lover.
Benrey dropped to his knees before Tommy, grabbing one of the scientist legs and throw it over his shoulder. He looked up with a smirk on his face. Benrey always enjoyed the way Tommy looked whenever they did anything. His face was glowing red, and all the marks he had left on his pale skin were just beautiful.
“M-Maybe we should stop…” Tommy whispered, holding onto one of the shelves in the room. He could barely breath, but just the image of Benrey on his knees on the floor made his dick twitch inside his underwear.
“But do you want to, though?” Benrey asked, with a playful undertone on his voice. His hands were already stroking Tommy’s inner thighs, and he could feel how warm his skin was under his touch.
“I m-mean… Not really, no.” He looked even more ashamed if that were possible. Benrey chuckled, taking off Tommy’s underwear with one hand.
Benrey never had the audacity to actually do more than sneak a couple of kisses, and maybe some groping here and there when they were sure no one was around. But the fact that anyone could walk into them at any moment awoke something inside Tommy. It was a nice feeling.
Tommy could feel Benrey’s hand making their way up to his butt. He closed his eyes just as he notices his partner’s tongue. Of course Benrey wasn’t a regular human so some part of his body didn’t act like regular human ones would, and Tommy loved that. His hand quickly went to cover his mouth, as he felt some loud moans about to come out. He was aware that Benrey loved it when he was as noisy as he could, but now they didn’t have that luxury.
Benrey wasn’t exactly a fan of this situation, but for now simply having tommy shaking from pleasure was more than enough for him to feel proud of his job. After a few minutes Tommy’s butt was soaked.
Perfect
He thought. Benrey got up, making sure to hold Tommy with one of his arm, since the man’s leg looked like they were about to give in.
“W-What are you-“
Tommy’s words were interrupted by Benrey’s lips over his. And just right after that kiss he felt it. Two of Benrey’s fingers made their way inside of his body. It wasn’t the first time he did that, of course, but damn it was more painful when they didn’t have the time or the mean necessary to prepare like they should. But Benrey didn’t wait, he started to move his fingers quickly.
“B-Benrey, ah, f-fuck...” Tommy hid his face on Benrey’s shoulder, feeling his whole body melt from the pleasure.
“Yeah, I’m kind of doing that.”
The fact that Benrey could maintain his laid back attitude while fingering his boyfriend was something quite impressive. Even if Tommy loved every time he went almost fucking feral on him. Benrey kept on going harder and harder with every movement he made. Tommy’s back was hitting the door quite loud now, but at this point none of them even care about it.
Tommy let go of the shelve he was holding on to grab onto Benrey’s shoulders. His whole upper body was full of bruises and hickeys made by Benrey… Luckily he could hide everything without much trouble. Benrey kept on fucking Tommy with his fingers, whispering all types of very explicit stuff into the man’s ear. Tommy knew was wouldn’t last much longer, he was already trying to hold on as much as he could. What they were doing was purely shameless, but also hot as hell.
Benrey kissed him once more, and right on time to silence Tommy again. The security guard felt his partner body shake for a few seconds. He let go of Tommy’s lips, looking at him with a pleased smile on his face.
“Heh, heh… You look so good, dude.” Benrey kissed his check.
Tommy didn’t have the energy to answer, he just laid his head on Benrey’s shoulders, looking down.
“I ruined your shirt…” He whispered.
“It was worth it.” Benrey just shrugged taking his fingers off him and kissing Tommy on the forehead one last time.
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yariwrites · 3 years ago
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Good morning.
Hello everyone!
This is my entry for the Hugfia Appreciation Week 2021! Day 4 - Family/Children
Irina and Alya are my oc's please respect that and don't use them on your own works ^^
ps: english it's not my first lenguage let me know if there's any mistakes!
It was still early in the morning. The birds were barely chirping and the sun hadn’t come out fully yet. Not even the housekeeper was awake yet! But that didn’t stop Alya and Irina from getting out of their beds and entering the kitchen, quiet as a mouse of course.
“We shouldn’t be here… Miss Liz it’s going to be mad.” Alya whispered to her sister. Her long messy hair was getting on her face, as she looked around the lower cabinets.
“Of course she’s not! We’re doing grown up stuff, she’s going to be proud of us, Alya.” Objected Irina. She was the oldest of the twins, and liked to order her sister around all the time whenever she had the chance. Not in a mean way, at least.
Both girls had agreed last night to try and make some nice breakfast for their parents. They were supposed to be asleep, since their dad already had gotten over the night time story, but it was one of those nights so they were able to hear their mom arriving home. And they were so excited to go and greet her! But once they got to the stairs they saw her and she didn’t look good. Their mom looked really bad, and she even had blood on her face! And that’s never good.
“Every time we get a boboo dad always makes pancakes for us, so we need to do the same for mommy!” Said Irina, with her hands already coated with flour.  She probably didn’t know what she was doing actually, but she had seen dad do it lots of times, it couldn’t be that hard.
“I still don’t think this is a good idea…” Alya said, once again, giving her sister a bowl to throw ingredients in. Soon enough they were fighting about some stupid thing.
Hugo and Sofia were lying on their bed, the woman had her husband trapped under her arm. He had actually awakened a few minutes ago, and just kept on stroking his wife’s hair. Sofia came home last night full of bruises and little wounds... He was still worried sick about her. They didn’t even have the time to talk about them since she just wanted to go to sleep. Hugo loved her wife with all his heart but he would love her even more if she stopped coming home looking and feeling like a mess. He felt Sofia moving, so immediately his eyes were on her.
“Hey, good morning sleeping beauty…” Hugo said, kissing her temple, gently. “It’s still early, you can sleep more if you want to.”
“Good morning… God, I feel like I’ve been stomped by a herd of wild unicorns.” She complained, taking her arm off Hugo’s chest. “How are you? Did you sleep ok?”
“You know I always sleep great when I do it next to you, dear.”  
Hugo was just about to kiss her wife one more time and then going back to sleep for at least a few more hours when a loud noise came from the lower floor of the manor.
“What was that?” Sofia was the first to get up, quickly grabbing her enchantlet from her nightstand. She never had anyone she had fight before coming even near her house, but it wasn’t bad to be prepared for everything.
“I don’t know, let’s just be careful, okay?” Hugo opened the door of their bedroom and then it hit them.
The voices of their children could be heard, and very clearly since they were arguing pretty loud.
“Oh god, what’s happening now… I’ll take care of it if you want to go back to sleep, Sofia.”
“Of course not, I want to see what all of this is about.”
They reached the kitchen and god did it looked like a warzone. Eggs were cracked all over the table and both girls were covered head to toe in flour. Now they were tugging on a bowl, trying to take them from each other’s hand without realizing their parents were on the kitchen door, looking at them.
“Shut up, I’m the oldest you have to listen to me!” Irina shouted.
“You’re only five minutes older than me, that’s nothing!” Alya complained, looking like she was just about to slip on a pool of milk on the floor. That was the queue for the adults to intervene.
“Okay, what’s happening here? What’s all this mess for?” Hugo walked towards his daughters, taking the bowl from them and placing it on the counter. “Look at you… You’re both a mess, girls.”
The twins looked down to the floor, suddenly becoming mutes.
“We’re not angry at you. But you need to understand that a kitchen is not a safe place for two young ladies to be alone in.” Sofia’s voice was calm and gentle as she approached her girls, placing her hands on their shoulders. “Come on, tell me what were you girls doing.”
Irina and Alya looked at each other, for a second. And then the younger one spoke up. “We saw you last night… We were supposed to be sleep but we couldn’t! And we saw you had hurt yourself so we wanted to make you pancakes like daddy does with us when we get hurt.”
“Yeah… We just wanted to surprise you. We are sorry.” Irina said, nodding her head a few times along with Alya.
Sofia looked over to her husband, with a playful smile on her face. They couldn’t get mad at them for doing something so nice.
“Okay well, how about this. Both of you are going with mom to get cleaned up and then I’ll teach you how to make my tasty pancakes. Does that sound fair?” Hugo kneeled in front of his daughters, looking at them with a warm smile.
Both girls quickly agreed, nodding her head up and down. Alya and Irina left the kitchen, without even waiting for Sofia, to get into the bathroom. Hugo sighed, looking at the mess he was going to have to clean up. Sofia walked to him, wrapping her arms around his neck, kissing him lovingly for a few seconds. She couldn’t make the kids wait after all.
“Good morning, Hugo.”
“Good morning, Sofia.”  
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yariwrites · 3 years ago
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Once Upon A Dream
Royal Prep is doing Sleeping Beauty for this year's play. This is my entry for the Hugfia Appreciation Week 2021! Day 2 - Fairy Tales ps: english it's not my first lenguage let me know if there's any mistakes!
Royal Prep was known for their incredible programs that were there to help the future Kings, queens and advisors from all around the Ever Realm become better people. But the truth is, kids just want to have fun.  And that’s why Miss Elodie’s class was always full. Even the kids that didn’t enjoy theatre that much like being in her plays. And they were just about to graduate so that was one of their last chances of doing something together.
Miss Elodie had decided that the play this time would be The Tales of the Sleeping Beauty! She even got Flora, Fauna and Merryweather to help her with the details of the play. And today was the day she was finally going to assign roles! The auditorium was full of noise, princess and prince whispering in every corner.
“God, I hope I get to do costumes this time too!” Amber sat next to Sofia and Clio, looking as bright as usual. “Aurora’s gown is the most beautiful gown ever!”
“I’m sure you get it, you’re the best for that Amber.” Sofia nodded, agreeing with Clio’s words. “Who do you think will get the role of Prince Phillip?”
“Desmond tried out for that part, maybe he will get it” Said Sofia
“I’m not sure about that” Amber looked to the other side of the theatre, where all the boys were seated. “He doesn’t look like a Phillip to me.”
“Then maybe James, or even Zandar” Sofia followed her sister’s eyes, yeah, James would be a nice Phillip. He had already fought a dragon and everything.
“I think Zandar actually tried out for the role of king” Came Vivian’s voice, from the row in front of them. The princess had turned her head back to them, with a shy smile on her face.
“Oh, come on. Everyone know the prince part of going to be Hugo’s.” Maya joined their conversation, looking at them with a smirk.
“Well, he is still the most popular prince of the school after all.” Amber said, and everyone had to agree to it.
The conversation couldn’t go on because Miss Elodie finally made her entrance. She stood on the center of the stage, looking over the children with a kind smile on her face. A big stack of papers laid on her hands, probably the scripts for the actors and the task list for the ones that didn’t like to be in the play but wanted to help.
“Thanks for your patient everyone! Now, I’m going to be going over the cast list in just a second, ok? But I’m going to be keeping the roles of Phillip and Aurora a surprise until the very end!”
The teacher voice sounded loud and clean, she knew how to make herself heard in a room full of excited kids.
“Okay, let’s start but wait until the end to celebrate, okay? I need this to be fast!” She cleared her throat a few times before starting to speak again. “Now, for the role of King Stefan and Queen Leah… Prince Zandar and Princess Clio. For Maleficent we have… Oh yeah, Princess Zoey! And for the three fairies we have Maya, Jun and Kari. King Hubert will be Prince James.”
She kept on assigning other small roles for a few minutes. Finally, Miss Elodie stepped down the stage, walking through the seats, handling down scripts until only two of them were on her hands.
“And now, for the roles of Prince Phillip and Princess Aurora… Prince Hugo and Princess Sofia! Congratulations, everyone. You can celebrate now.”
She, once again, handed the scripts to the kids, first Sofia and then Hugo. Soon enough everyone was up and chatting away, the room filled with noise again. Hugo approached Sofia, holding his script tight on his hands.
“Hey, congrats on getting the big part, Sofia!”
“Thanks! It’s actually pretty easy… I only need to sleep and wait for you to wake me up!” Sofia giggles. “I’m glad you got Phillip’s part. It suits you, actually.”
Hugo’s face became pink suddenly, he wasn’t expecting those words from Sofia. He wanted to say something nice back to her, but he didn’t have the time. Sofia told him goodbye and left the theater with the rest of the princesses. Rehearsals didn’t start until tomorrow after school so at least he had some time to think about what he could say to her.
Sofia was his best girl friend, that’s for sure. But he had to be honest with himself, lately he hasn’t seen her only as a friend and that scared him a lot. That feeling was new for him, and Hugo didn’t even know what to do with it. Hugo tried talking to his brother about it, but the conversation wasn’t as rich as he expected and his father wasn’t going to help either. So yes, he was lost.
Once the next day arrive Hugo couldn’t even concentrate on his classes, all he could think about was rehearsals. And when the time came he stood there, in the theater’s doors.
“Are you coming or not, Hugo?” James asked, waiting for him on the other side of the door.
His friend’s voice shook him out of that stupid trance he found himself in. Come on, he had already performed with Sofia before, during the Ice Skating Recital… This shouldn’t be that much different.
“Okay everyone, attention please!” Miss Elodie clapped her hands a few times. “People who will be making props and backdrops will be using the left side of the stage and actors the other side, understood? Try and not bother each other so much. Now… Amber needs Sofia, Maya and Jun for costume and the rest of us will stay and practice some scenes.”
Once everyone was on their way the actors started to rehearse their parts. After a few tries Hugo finally was able to calm himself. Yeah, that wasn’t so bad after all. He was having so much fun and being part of the main part of the play… that was awesome!
“That was amazing, kids!” Miss Elodie congratulated them, grabbing the script next to her, looking over the papers for a few seconds. “Where’s Mike? We need to go over the fight with the dragon scene”
“He is sick today, Miss Elodie.” Clio answered, sitting down on the stage floor, looking over her shoulder to where Hildegard was giving directions to the backdrop painters.
“Oh, well… Who wants to fill for Mike for today then?”
“Oh, I’ll do it! I’ve been inside of a dragon costume before. I have the experience.” Said James, walking towards the prop.
“I think that’s the strangest thing I’ve heard today… But okay! Just be careful, James.”
And he was. Just not for long. Hugo and James were fighting like the scene was a real battle, but they really got carried away in the heat of the moment. Amber was coming out from the back of the stage in that same moment, to show Miss Elodie how the dresses were turning out, but of course James had to get in her way, making the princess trip all over the stage.
Paint was thrown, props were ruined and people were mad. Amber finally landed right next to a beautiful painting of a ballroom, work of Hildegard herself. She tried to get up on her own, only to ended up slipping on a puddle of paint next to the buckets and brushes.
“James! I’m going to kill you!” She screamed, kicking a bucket next to her foot.
Hugo was too busy trying to hold back his laughter to realize the bucket was going for his feet. Luckily for him Sofia saw it and was able to be right on time to catch him once he tripped on it. Yeah, Hugo wasn’t expecting to end up in Sofia’s arm, that’s for sure.
“I don’t think this is how the story goes, you know?” He managed to joke about it, good move, yes.
“Yeah… But I don’t mind saving you here and there, Hugo” The princess giggled, looking right into the prince eyes.
Maybe sharing the protagonist role with Sofia wasn’t going to be so bad after all.
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yariwrites · 3 years ago
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Just a dance.
It's Ambers coronation party, Hugo and Sofia share a dance.
This is my entry for the first prompt of the Hugfia Appreciation Week 2021! Day 1 - Celebration. ps: english it's not my first lenguage let me know if there's any mistakes!
Sofia never were as fond of those celebrations as Amber was. Yes, of course she loved parties just like everyone else, but her sister made things too extra for her own taste. She walked around the ballroom politely greeting their guests. Royals from all across the EverRealm had come to Enchancia to celebrate Amber’s coronation. Her sister was finally queen! And a great one she would become.
Amber was just about to start conversation with the king and queen of Zumaria when of the corner of her eye Sofia saw Lucinda waving at her. She said her goodbyes quickly and made her way towards her friend.
“Lucinda! I’m glad you made it” Sofia hugged her friend, with a big smile on her face.
“I wouldn’t miss the party for the world.” The witch answered. “Sorry I couldn’t get her sooner, I needed to get some stuff ready for tomorrow”
“Oh, yeah. Are you still taking the young witched on a trip to the Mystic Meadows then?”
“You bet! They are really excited about it.”
A waiter walked by, waiting for them to take a drink each before going away.
“I wish I could go with you, but I have to spend the whole day helping Amber with something about laws I think.” Which wasn’t as exciting as visiting the most amazing sorcerers and witches of the whole Realm, but I would have to do. “Anyways, have you seen Jade and Ruby? I lost track of them after the ceremony”
Lucinda finished her drink before answering. “Last time I saw them they were talking with the girl with a dragon. I’m sorry I can’t never remember your royal friend’s names.”
“Oh, Vivian!” She had bought Crackle for her to see Clover, that’s true. Maybe they were in the garden then, that’s were Clover loved to hide during this type of loud parties. “Thanks Lucinda, I’ll see you around.”
Sofia left her empty glass on a nearby table and walked towards one of the exist that lead to the garden. She was just about to open the door when a hand grabbed her by the shoulder and made her turn around.
“I almost didn’t catch you!”
“Hugo! Hi, I’m glad you’re here. I didn’t see you before.” Sofia didn’t think twice and hug her friend. She hasn’t seen Hugo in a long time, actually.
“Yeah we got to the ceremony a bit late, and just stood in the back.” The prince returned the hug, stroking Sofia’s back up and down a few times before letting her go. “Axel couldn’t find her formal crown or whatever. He’s been all over the place since his coronation… It’s good to see that Amber got all under control for hers”
“Are you kidding? Amber has been preparing for this day since Tilly’s weeding. This was already half-way done.” She chuckled, everyone in every kingdom knew about Amber’s style of doing things. “I was going to look for Vivian, do you want to come?”
“Oh, I was actually hoping for… Well, maybe… A dance with you?”
Words came a bit tangled from the prince mouth, but they were just right on time as the orchestra started to play some waltz-like music.  True, it was Amber’s first dance as queen. Roland was taking her to the center of the room. God, her gown was almost as big as the chandelier hanging from the ceiling.
“If this is only her coronation I wonder how her weeding is going to be” Whispered Hugo into Sofia’s ear, making her giggle. “So… Do I have this dance?”
“Of course, Hugo.”
Sofia joined her father and sister on the dancing floor. And soon after even more couples joined. Hugo’s hand was gently placed over Sofia’s waist.
The princess had to look up to be able to actually look at him into his eyes, and for the first time since forever she realized how pretty they were… Almost as sparkly as the most beautiful emerald on the castle. For a moment it was like time had stopped, she couldn’t hear the music or the people anymore… Only Hugo and herself. The prince’s voice brought her back to reality not long later.
“I didn’t have time to say it but, you look beautiful tonight Sofia.”
“Thank you, Hugo… You look very handsome as well. Red really is your color.” And red her cheeks were starting to become as well.
“You know, we… We actually will be hosting a party next week. Axel is getting engaged.” He got closer to her, to be able to whisper that on her ear. It was a secret after all. “So I was wondering. Would you like to come…? I mean, you are coming, of course we’re inviting everyone but.” Hugo stopped right there, taking the time to take a deep breath and clear his throat. “Would you like to come? As my date. That’s what I wanted to say.”
“You know what? I would love to, Hugo. Thank you.” She nodded a few times. It was so easy for Hugo to look into her eyes and see that sparkle of joy that he loved so much.
They kept on dancing for the rest of the night, simply enjoying the feeling of being in each other’s arms.
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yariwrites · 6 years ago
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Look at you — Day 3 (Mirror sex)
Once again, here I am. The prompt this time is mirror sex, and this is actualy a prompt for the day 4 but I'm a mess and I just didn't write some of the prompts because I didn't feel like it. Maybe I will, who knows.
I hope you all like it!
Negan was a really strong man. Carl was almost sure that before all this happened he used to go to the gym a lot, or had a job that required quite the strength. Negan could easily lift him without problem, and he loved to take advantage of that.
Carl was grasping the sheets tightly, his legs up on Negan’s shoulders and his eye was locked on Negan’s neck. Every time the man sank into him a vein throbbed there. For Carl, that was almost hypnotizing. He found himself lost in his thoughts and was brought back to earth by Negan’s voice.
“You ok there, kitten?” Negan’s voice was low next to Carl’s ear.  The boy could only nod twice, because after that question Negan decided to go and attack Carl’s neck. He was going to mark his baby boy all good.  “You are the sexiest thing I’ve ever laid my eyes on. You know that baby boy? Do you realize how fucking hot you are?”
Carl looked away, he would never get used to how much Negan liked to let him know how sexy and hot and beautiful he was. However, Carl didn’t believe him too much. How could he be all of those things looking like this? The wound on his eye was now starting to heal, but the gross half-formed skin still showed a lot.  He was far from sexy.
“You have to answer to your daddy, boy.” Negan busied himself biting and scratching the boy’s skin. Carl nodded. “Nah. What was that? Use your voice, kid.”
“Y-Yes, I know…” Carl tried to sound convincing enough, but Negan wasn’t buying any of that. The man slipped out of the boy’s hole, looking at him. “What are you doing?”
For some reason Carl didn’t understand, Negan had a big ass mirror in his room. It looked like it belonged to a public bathroom once, maybe. Negan just liked to look at himself too much. He grabbed Carl by the arm and made him stand up before the bed. Carl had to hold onto Negan, his legs too shaky to hold his body. Negan took Carl by the waist and put the boy in front of him, facing the mirror. Carl looked at his reflection; his body was full of love bites that Negan left, and some other scar.  Negan’s right hand went straight to the knot that kept together Carl’s eye bandage but just when he was about to undo it he felt Carl’s hand over his own. Negan looked at the mirror, the boy’s eye was starting to water and he looked scared.
“Let go of my hand, Carl.” Negan voice was harsh; he didn’t appreciate what the boy was trying to do.
“Negan, please, don’t do this.”
“Let go of my hand right now.”
Carl sighed, looking at Negan’s reflection in the mirror. Even thought his voice sounded kind of angry his eyes were almost reassuring for the boy. Negan removed Carl’s bandage and gauze, revealing his wound. He brushed Carl’s hair away from his face and took him by the chin, making him look directly at his reflection.
“What do you see in there, baby?” Carl didn’t answer. “You know what I see? I see a boy that is brave as hell, God, I’m sure you would make half of my men piss in their damn pants, baby.  You came to me against everyone in that stupid town and are capable enough of blowing those fucking walkers’ heads off with just a stick.”
Carl was almost shaking in Negan’s arm. He really wanted to believe his words but right now he wasn’t anything but a scared young boy. How could Negan look at him when he looked like that? But Negan was determined to make Carl see himself like he saw his dear boy. He made sure Carl’s face couldn’t move an inch from the mirror before grabbing the boy’s waist with his other hand, and roughly slipped into him. Carl let out a loud gasp and stretched his arms to hold himself on the mirror.
“Well, look at that. You like to see yourself being fucked by daddy, kitten?” Negan whispered in Carl’s ear. He was really enjoying the moment.
Negan kept fucking his boy, teasing him to bring Carl almost to his edge. With a playful smile on his face he lifted Carl off the floor and made the boy sink even deeper on his dick. Carl was just a mess of moans and whimpers, he wasn’t even thinking straight by now. Negan was going to make sure Carl never forgot about how much he desired his body. They were definitely going to have fun.
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yariwrites · 6 years ago
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Red — Day 2 (Ass-Worshiping)
Here it is! My second entry for the kinktober, I hope you all like it!
How long had he been staring at that wall? It’s was now easier than ever for Carl to lose the track of time. He was in Negan’s stupidly enormous bed, ass up head down. He had already counted the gunshot marks on the wall at least ten times. His eyes went to Lucille. It was just there lying on the floor and Carl couldn’t avoid the warm feeling in his gut when he thought about how Negan had just thrown such an important thing as Lucille just because he asked him to. Carl had some power over the man, and he liked using it. His fingers clutched the sheets as he felt Negan’s hand hitting his butt cheek again.
“Have I ever told you how much I love your ass, baby boy?” Negan said, he was really enjoying the moment.
“Yes, yes you have. A lot, actually.”
Carl had his eye fixed on the bed sheets, they were red and shiny and they made Negan’s bed look like it belonged in a brothel of some kind. Knowing Negan, it would be the kinky kind. He really hated those sheets for some reason. Negan slapped him harder this time.
“Come on, don’t you answer me like that, kitten.” The older man loved to tease Carl to a point in which, most of the time, he couldn’t say if the boy was actually mad or just playing along.
Carl bit his bottom lip. He knew what Negan wanted to hear, but he was going to make him work for it. Carl raised his ass a bit more and turned his head to look at Negan over his shoulder, who had that smile on his face, the one that Carl was very familiar with.
“So, this is how it’s going to be, then?” Negan nodded slowly. He definitely was enjoying the nice view. He grabbed the boy’s ass with his hands, giving him a good pinch. Carl yelped a little, making Negan smile even more, he loved to see him react to his touch.
Carl couldn’t hold a moan for coming out of his mouth the moment he felt Negan’s tongue inside of him. Yes, Negan loved to eat him out too; he said the noises Carl made were heavenly on his ears. Negan could spend hours just staring at his baby boy, but oh god, how much he loved making him moan and whimper just with his hands or mouth. The boy felt Negan wrapping his calloused hand around his dick.  Negan was not gentle at all, he stoked Carl aggressively. He just needed to make the boy cum as fast as possible and Carl would be begging for his cock in no time. However, Carl didn’t want to let Negan get away with it so soon. He bit down on the pillow, trying to no let any sound out. Negan was really into Carl being loud as hell, and he was going to made him scream his name all night.
Negan let go of Carl’s dick and, without any warnings, started to stretch the boy’s ass with two of his fingers. That was… rude, Carl could have used a little more lubrication. This time, though, Carl couldn’t keep his moans just for himself, his voice filled the room and Negan slapped his ass once again.
“That’s it, baby.” Negan put another finger inside his favorite boy. “Fuck, I can’t believe you’re still this tight after all the times I’ve fucked you.”  
The older man sank his teeth in Carl’s right butt cheek. No one was going to look at that place except him but he had a thing for leaving bite marks in the boy’s body.  “You ass is the best one around this place, kitten. Not even my wives have one as good as yours, you should be really fucking proud of it.”  
“Are you done complimenting my butt?” Carl said, trying his best not to moan too much between each word. “Can you just fuck me already, old man?”
“I could, but you’re being a noisy brat, kitten. Bad boys don’t get daddy’s dick.” Carl rolled his eye. Negan loved to call himself daddy and sometimes Carl would play along with it. “I really like your butt, it’s soft as hell baby, and that red color on it from my spanks it’s the best thing I’ve ever seen. It suits you so well…”
Negan’s dick was rock hard, but he could make a mess out of his baby boy in no time. Right now he just wanted to keep playing with that beautiful ass. It was going to be a long night for both of them.
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Open Up — Day 1 (Deep-Throating)
This was beta’d by my amazing friend @outsidermonster. Please check them out! They’re doing comissions and their art is amazing <3 Rick’s mind wasn’t fast enough to process what was happening there. Just minutes ago, he and Daryl were arguing about what to do about Merle being in the same place as the group and now they were kissing like there was no tomorrow. Lucky for them, Rick had always appreciated his privacy so the first thing he did in his cell was hang a sheet from the metal bars so nobody could take a peek inside his personal space. They needed to be pretty quiet though. Rick broke the kiss to grab Daryl’s face in his hands, if they room wasn’t so dark he could probably see the pink in his cheeks with no problem at all.
“Has someone ever told you how beautiful your eyes are, Daryl?” Daryl’s only response was a low growl, Rick knew Daryl wasn’t used to be in the receiving end of a compliment but that was going to change now that he was the one in charge. “I’m not joking.”
“Shut up.” Daryl pushed Rick lightly and then he dropped to his knees without second thoughts. His hands were busy, trying to undo Rick’s belt as quickly as possible.
Rick’s gaze never left Daryl at all. He let out a soft moan when Daryl finally took his dick out. Rick was surprised about how soft Daryl’s touch had become, even though that his hands were rough and full of scars after all the fighting. Rick hands went to Daryl’s hair almost immediately when he felt the hunter’s lips on his dick.
Daryl began to stroke Rick’s penis very slowly, enjoying the sounds that the man was doing. Daryl hadn’t had sex in a very long time, but back in the day it was always rough, dirty and quick. Nothing like what they were doing now. Daryl felt how hard Rick was and he smiled. He hadn’t stopped touching his dick this whole time; he could feel nearly all the little veins now. The feeling of Rick’s fingers going through his greasy hair was one of the most relaxing things he had ever felt. However, they didn’t have too much time before the rest of the group started to get up and get ready for the day. They needed to get this done quickly. Daryl grabbed onto Rick’s hips for more control and started to suck on his dick like it was the best thing in the whole damn world.
Rick hadn’t done anything sexual since he and Lori reunited almost a year ago. He was too busy trying to no die and all that stuff. But oh God, this felt like heaven. Rick was trying really hard to not let his whimpers come out of his mouth; they weren’t planning on waking up the whole prison. They also had Judith sleeping next to them in her brand-new crib.
But Rick wasn’t prepared at all for what Daryl has in his mind. During all the years of horrible sex Daryl lost almost all his gag reflex, which meant he was going to give Rick the best deep throat of his life. It was impossible for him to miss how Rick nearly bends over himself. If he could, he would be smiling right now, but that’s difficult with a cock in your mouth. It didn’t take long for Rick to release himself in the hunter’s throat. Maybe he should have warned Daryl, but he couldn’t let any sound go past his lips or he wouldn’t be able to shut up.
Daryl pushed Rick off, forcing him to sit on the bed, and coughed for a few seconds. He didn’t appreciate Rick’s gesture, not at all. If looks could kill Rick would be dead on the floor already. Daryl wiped a hand over his lips, cleaning off any bit cum that didn’t make it to his stomach.
“You could’ve said something, you prick.” Daryl complained as he sat on the bed next to Rick, who was still trying to catch his breath.
“Yeah, sorry about that…” He smiled at Daryl and took his hand. “This was actually my first time with one of these, you know, Lori never wanted to- “
“Were you thinking about your dead wife while I had your dick in my mouth, officer friendly?” Daryl let go of Rick’s hand, looking at him with a very confused face.
“Oh my god, shut up.” Rick grabbed Daryl again, by the waist this time, and made him fall next to him on the bed. “It’s bed time.”
It wasn’t, but Daryl didn’t want to know if Rick had actually been thinking about Lori the whole time. That was a conversation for another day. For now they will just lie in bed together and enjoy the rest of the morning.
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