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candied-heartss · 4 months

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𝐓𝐎 𝐃𝐈𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑

(𝑓𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑒𝑖𝑔ℎ 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑥 𝑔𝑛!𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑛𝑒𝑟!𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟)

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𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗽𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻: 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗯𝗼𝘆𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗴𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁 𝗾𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗲𝘀, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗳𝗮𝘃𝗼𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸𝘀 𝘀𝗼 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗱𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗲𝘅.

𝑾𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮: 18+ (𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑶𝑹𝑺, 𝑹𝑬𝑺𝑷𝑬𝑪𝑻𝑭𝑼𝑳𝑳𝒀 𝑷𝑬𝑨𝑪𝑬 𝑶𝑼𝑻 𝑶𝑵 𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑺 𝑶𝑵𝑬!), 𝑴!𝑺𝑼𝑩, 𝑹𝑰𝑫𝑰𝑵𝑮, 𝑷𝑹𝑨𝑰𝑺𝑬 𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑲, 𝑵𝑰𝑷𝑷𝑳𝑬 𝑷𝑳𝑨𝒀, 𝑫𝑨𝑪𝑹𝒀𝑷𝑯𝑰𝑳𝑰𝑨, 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹'𝑺 𝑨 𝑺𝑶𝑭𝑻 𝑫𝑶𝑴 𝑳𝑶𝑳, 𝑭𝑨𝑹𝑳𝑬𝑰𝑮𝑯 𝑯𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑲𝑬𝒀 𝑮𝑬𝑻𝑺 𝑺𝑳𝑼𝑻𝑻𝑬𝑫 𝑶𝑼𝑻 𝑳𝑴𝑨𝑶, 𝑺𝑳𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻 𝑬𝑫𝑮𝑰𝑵𝑮, 𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑫𝑨 𝑺𝑾𝑬𝑬𝑻 𝑻𝑩𝑯

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𝖺/𝗇: 𝗈𝗄𝖺𝗒, 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺 𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝗁𝗈𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗎𝗀𝗀𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗉𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖾 𝖻𝖼 𝗂 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗂 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝗈𝗆𝗀𝗀𝗀 🫣

If someone had told you that part of your plans today involved you, on top of your boyfriend as you rode him like he was a prized stallion, you probably would've just laughed it off. But now, with him beneath you, panting and practically on the verge of tears, you definitely would have been more receptive to the idea in the first place.

"Fuck... Fuck!" you heard him whine beneath you and it nearly made you laugh as you kept your hips moving at a steady pace. You sighed before looking down at him with a loving gaze, chuckling softly as you reached out and stroked his face.

"Aw, hey... You feelin' okay, honey?" You asked him teasingly, now slowing down the movement of your hips, just as a means to keep him on his toes. You watched as his eyes widened and his breathing began to quicken before you felt him reach out and grab onto your hips with an almost bruising grip.

"Please... Please, go faster!" he begged, pleading with you to do something, any-fucking-thing, just as a means to aid him in getting off.

"Farleigh, sweetie," you persisted with your tormenting of him and his already fucked out mind, "I can't go any faster if you keep whining like this. What happened to my good, sweet boy who used his manners when he wanted something? Use your words, huh? Can you do that f'me, honey?"

You watched as Farleigh nodded almost enthusiastically, like a child who's been told they're being rewarded with candy for good behavior. With this, you sighed and finally gave in to his desires, grinding your hips against his and letting yourself bask in the sounds of your boyfriend's sweet cries of pleasure. You never realized how vocal he could truly be until now, and up until this point, you never knew how much you would end up enjoying the sounds he would make.

With a sigh, you continued rolling your hips back and forth, now rebuilding that steady pace that he had grown to crave so much. As you did this, you looked down at his flushed face and saw that his plump, rosy bottom lip was trembling, clearly from the weeping that he had done. You then reached down and wiped away any stray tears that had begun to slip down the soft skin of his cheeks before licking your thumb to taste the saltiness flooding across your tongue and then settling down over the plush flesh of his bottom lip, not necessarily doing anything, just resting there.

"Oh, love... Don't cry, you're doing amazing. You'll get your treat in no time, I promise, okay?" You reassured him comfortingly, placing soft, small kisses wherever your mouth could reach on his face, both of his cheeks, his nose, his forehead, his eyelids, and of course, his lips. Farleigh sighed as he felt your lips caressing his flesh, the newfound tenderness filling him with warmth.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you..." was all that he could manage to babble over and over again, his lashes fluttering softly as he looked back up at you, his gaze dripping with adoration as he watched you have your way with his body. He then gasped as he felt you drag your nails down his chest before your fingertips gently grazed over the exposed and sensitive buds of his nipples, making his eyes practically roll back as he bucked his hips upwards before you groaned and pushed him back down with your other hand.

"Oh, sweetheart... You like me touching your nipples, hm? That feels good for you?" you teased him, doing it again and being met with a shiver on his end, and you could tell by the way that the rate of his breathing picked up that he was steadily arriving at the edge of his climax. He let out a shaky breath and nodded slowly, too transfixed on the pleasure that he was currently on the receiving end of.

"Please... Please, I... I wanna come... Please don't take it away like last time..." he so much as sobbed, pleading with you as he kept his hands wrapped around your hips. You sighed and ground your hips against him once again, hearing him let out a sharp gasp beneath you.

"Don't worry, it's okay... I'll make sure that you do. I don't want you to go empty-handed, now do I?" You assure him, caressing his face and the action combined with your words alone was enough for the heat in his abdomen to continue gradually building.

Farleigh nodded and you could see the ghost of a smile on his lips, "Thank you... I love you..." he told you softly as he reached up and grabbed onto your wrist while you touched his cheek. With another deep roll of your hips, he let out another sound, a mix of a deep, guttural moan and a cry.

"I... I..." he mumbled, stumbling over his words as the pleasure began to melt his mind, leaving him in a dazed state. You continued the steady grinding of your hips, hearing him hiss slightly as his cock began to become more sensitive as he got closer and closer. You then leaned down and whispered in his ear, one of your hands drifting upwards and gently stroking his dark curls.

"It's okay, sweetheart. You can let go, now... Come for me." you whispered before leaning down and locking lips with him. At this, he practically exploded, his back arching off of the bed as he let out a pornographic-sounding moan. You shifted off of him just in time, his cum painting the flesh of your thighs.

You watched as he slowly, but surely came down from his high, panting softly and his cheeks flushed from the heat of your shared activities. With a smile, you got off of him, laying beside him as you wrapped your arms around him, embracing him sweetly with your skin sticking together from the warmness.

"I'm sorry you didn't get to come..." Farleigh whispered to you, looking at you with a semi-guilty expression on his face while you lay closely together. You chuckled softly and shook your head, clicking your tongue.

"No, no, no. This was all about you, remember? I can take care of myself later, but I'll always be able to take care of you like that whenever you need it, okay?" you reassured him, tracing nonsensical patterns and shapes across his cheek.

"But, I-"

You then silenced him by pressing a soft kiss to his lips, before pulling away and gently placing a finger on his lips to keep him quiet.

"I mean it, Farleigh. This was all about you. I would go to the ends of the Earth if it meant that you were satisfied, alright?" and with that, he nodded after you took your finger away from his lips.

"Alright."

#farleigh start #farleigh start x reader #farleigh start smut #felix catton x reader #saltburn #oliver quick x reader #oliver quick smut #oliver quick #felix catton #emerald fennell

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candied-heartss · 4 months

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yoo, so excited for the farleigh fic, when ya gonna post it?

omg hi!

ive been so busy lately, but i'm partially done with it so expect it to come out within the next week or so lol <3

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candied-heartss · 4 months

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got another banger cookin up in my drafts lol

this one goes out to the farleigh girlies, i see you, and i hear you 😮‍💨

#farleigh start #farleigh start x reader #farleigh start smut #emerald fennell #felix catton #oliver quick #saltburn #is he hella sub in this? find out on the next episode of: bee writes sexy shii 4 shits and gigs!

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candied-heartss · 4 months

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𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐏𝐄𝐑

(𝑜𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝑥 𝑓𝑒𝑚!𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑑!𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑥 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑥 𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑜𝑛)

𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗽𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻: 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗮 𝗺𝗮𝗶𝗱, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗮𝗶𝗱𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝘂𝗽𝗽𝗼𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗰𝗹𝗶𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗻 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗼𝗳, 𝗲𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲... 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹.

𝑾𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮: 𝑴𝑫𝑵𝑰 (18+), 𝑻𝑯𝑹𝑬𝑬𝑺𝑶𝑴𝑬, 𝑭!𝑺𝑼𝑩, 𝑴!𝑫𝑶𝑴, 𝑷𝑬𝑵𝑬𝑻𝑹𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑽𝑬 𝑺𝑬𝑿, 𝑶𝑹𝑨𝑳 𝑺𝑬𝑿 (𝑴𝑨𝑳𝑬 𝑹𝑬𝑪𝑬𝑰𝑽𝑰𝑵𝑮), 𝑺𝑷𝑰𝑻𝑻𝑰𝑵𝑮, 𝑪𝑯𝑶𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑮, 𝑼𝑵𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑻𝑬𝑪𝑻𝑬𝑫 𝑺𝑬𝑿 (𝑺𝑨𝑭𝑬 𝑺𝑬𝑿 𝑰𝑺 𝑮𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑻 𝑺𝑬𝑿, 𝑷𝑨𝑹𝑻𝒀 𝑷𝑷𝑳!), 𝑺𝑳𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻 𝑯𝑨𝑰𝑹 𝑷𝑼𝑳𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑮, 𝑭𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑬𝑹 𝑺𝑼𝑪𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑮, 𝑪𝑳𝑰𝑻 𝑹𝑼𝑩𝑩𝑰𝑵𝑮, 𝑷𝑹𝑨𝑰𝑺𝑬, 𝑫𝑬𝑮𝑹𝑨𝑫𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵, 𝑮𝑹𝑨𝑻𝑼𝑰𝑻𝑶𝑼𝑺 𝑼𝑺𝑨𝑮𝑬 𝑶𝑭 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑾𝑶𝑹𝑫 "𝑺𝑰𝑹", 𝑫𝑼𝑩𝑪𝑶𝑵???

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"What the fuck do you think you're doing?"

The two of you snapped out of it at the deep, accusatory voice of Felix coming from the doorway. At the sound of his voice, Oliver took hold of your hair and pulled your lips away from his cock, making you look up at the man at the doorway, your spit coating your lips.

"Sir, I... I am so, so sorry... Sir Oliver said that he needed my assistance." you told him quietly, looking down with a shameful expression painting over your features. Oliver just sat there, not moving an inch, and the slightest bit of pride showed on his face.

Felix looked at the two of you, clearly not amused at this sight, "Oh, and this "assistance" just happens to involve your mouth on his cock? You're a maid, not some classless whore."

The more that he spoke, the more ashamed you felt, and the more ashamed you felt, admittedly, the more aroused you were.

"Felix, why do you seem so angry? Aren't you glad I found a way to put your sweet, little maid to good use? She's just such a good helper, aren't you, darling?" Oliver finally interjected, still holding onto your hair and stroking your cheek.

You nodded, still too embarrassed and ashamed to say a word. You could practically feel Felix's eyes burning into you as his gaze flicked back and forth between you and Oliver. Oliver still looked at him proudly, clearly not caring about how he was presenting himself in front of the other young man.

"And you," Felix then looked over at him, shaking his head, "I always knew you were some sort of perverted creep, but to have one of the maids come and suck you off while I'm just down the hall is sickening..."

Once again, you felt wretched for even doing this in the first place. All you were trying to do was do your job well, but never in your wildest dreams would you have thought that you would be here, on your knees while a man used your mouth as his own personal fleshlight.

"Please," you pleaded with Felix, "Please, Sir Felix, please don't terminate my employment here... I'll do anything, I swear on the Lord's name."

At this, the other young man's eyebrow seemed to quirk upwards in a mixture of both curiosity and amusement. Oh, god. This is the part where he fires you on the spot. Just as you began to brace yourself for whatever you were going to hear from his mouth next, you became shocked at what you finally did hear from him.

"Then get the hell over here and suck my cock, too. I mean, since you want to be a greedy slut, you might as well take all that you can get, yeah?" he told you, beckoning you over with a singular finger.

The mere thought of it sent a shiver down your spine, and you immediately got onto your hands and knees before crawling over to Felix. He watched you intently, studying every inch of your body, every curve, every hair, every freckle, every mole... The way he looked at you intimidated you a little bit but at the same time, it left you feeling aroused and secretly quite desperate.

"Well, go on now, love. Take these trousers off... I won't bite, yet." Felix told you, tilting your gaze up so that he could properly make eye contact with you.

With a hand now lacing through your hair, he wasted no time in practically shoving his cock so far down your throat that you nearly choked. As you gagged while your throat stretched to accommodate the size, you could hear the sound of him groaning from the pleasure that he was receiving from you.

While you sucked on Felix's cock leisurely, you heard the sound of footsteps coming up behind you before feeling a pair of hands on you. It was Oliver, who had finally decided to join in and make his presence known to the both of you.

"Look at him," you heard his voice in your ear, soft enough for you to hear, but firm enough for you to understand the meaning of it, "Look up at him while you suck him nice and well, sweet girl. You can be good, can't you?"

You nodded before inhaling deeply and taking him in down your throat as far as you could before you coughed and sputtered again, your eyes now flickering up to meet his, which in turn made his grip tighter on your hair and let out another grunt of ecstasy. As your mouth kept at work, you moved your hands up to join your mouth, moving up and down on his cock rhythmically, the slick sound of his precum and your saliva that coated the length of his cock now making itself prevalent in the room.

"Fuck... Who knew a maid's mouth could feel wetter than any cunt I've ever had?" Felix pondered aloud as he watched you continue with your duties. With another groan, he pulled you off of the floor, only to lead you to the bed, pushing you down so that your upper body lay against the freshly made mattress, bent over the length of the bed.

"Sir F-Felix, I-I-" you tried to speak, only for him to reach over from behind you and push his fingers past your lips and into your mouth, gagging you and letting the saliva run down from your mouth to his hand, eventually his wrist, while your mouth made a choked sound from the considerable fill his appendages made down your throat.

"I'm going to fuck you, now, and if you do not shut the fuck up, I'll make sure to keep my fingers down your throat until you pass out from the oxygen loss." Felix threatened you, and while, yes, it was definitely meant to be in a menacing manner, it just further aided your arousal.

You then squeaked when you felt his hand traveling up the back of your thigh before reaching for your skirt, flipping it up, and revealing your underwear, much to your chagrin. You heard the two young men chuckle as they caught a glimpse of the fabric of your panties.

"Look at that, her panties have little flowers on them. How cute." Felix tells Oliver before pulling his now wet fingers out of your mouth and pulling the underwear down with one swift motion. You then shivered at the feeling of cool air now washing over your body and settling over the wetness of your cunt.

Without another word to you or Oliver, you felt the thick, heavy tip of his cock slide over your asscheek before finally brushing over your cunt, sliding through the slickness of your folds, making you shiver and him groan once again.

"Fuck... I can already tell you'll be so warm wrapped around me... Let's see if you are as tight as you are warm." He then finally pushes his way inside of you, making you gasp from the sheer size of his cock, moaning as you felt every inch, every minuscule detail of his cock as he slowly slid into you, making the two of you fit together like the pieces to a puzzle.

"S-Sir Felix, I-I- oh... You... You're so deep..." You whined softly, pressing your cheek into the mattress below you.

After a while, you had finally managed to adjust to the size of his cock and this opened up the doorway for Felix to begin thrusting, his hips meeting your ass with each movement. As he fucked you, you could still feel Oliver's eyes studying the both of you, and the mere thought of him being present in the room with you, watching as Felix fucked you with ease, made you wetter than any fantasy you had ever had.

"God, Ollie... I wish you could feel her. She's like... a fuckdoll, but real. Her cunt is so, so fucking tight." he laughed, now thrusting in harder, his hips now colliding with the plump, supple flesh of your ass while he reached up, wrapping a hand around your neck and pulling you closer, the sensation restricting your breathing ever-so-slightly. The now-sudden change of pace and rhythm made you practically shriek from the pure, raw pleasure you were subjected to.

And then, he stopped.

Just as you were about to whine at the loss of movement on his end, you felt his large hands grip you by the hips before pulling you off of the bed and positioning you onto your knees, kneeling on the floor in front of Oliver again.

"Now, you're going to be a good maid and clean. Clean him up, alright? Suck him dry." Felix tells you, but the tone of voice he uses with you makes you realize that it is more of an order than a request. You looked up at Oliver nervously before wrapping your hands around the base of his cock.

"Yes, sir..." Was all you could manage to reply before you leaned in and began to press kisses against the flaccid head of his cock before placing your hand out in front of it, spitting into your palm, and beginning to massage the length of his cock with both your hands, the sounds of his low groans and the wetness echoing throughout the room.

"Did you listen to anything that I just said? I didn't say give him a handjob. Suck. Him. Dry." he snapped, pushing your face towards Oliver's cock. With a heavy breath, you opened your mouth before taking his cock into your mouth and back down your throat, this time controlling your breathing so you wouldn't choke as much as the last time.

Oliver groaned when he felt you move your tongue against the length of his cock, the tip of your tongue tracing every ridge and vein that you could find. You then felt his hand on your hair, burying into your scalp and pushing you down further onto his cock and making you gag once more. You looked up at him to find that he was already looking down at you, and you could've sworn that he had the slightest hint of a grin on his face.

"Fuck, Felix... Christ, I might need to keep this maid of yours all to myself. She's just too sweet and too fucking pretty to let go..." He laughed, his attention now focused back on you as you choked again.

Soon enough, you could tell that he was getting closer to his orgasm, judging by how he began to grasp onto the back of your hair and how his grunts became an octave louder. And, yes, you were correct, as not even a moment later, you felt him tug at your hair once again before you heard him groan and the warm, sticky sensation of his cum going down your throat.

Once you swallowed it, Oliver then pulled away from you, allowing Felix to have a turn with you. You watched the taller boy with intrigue and arousal as you watched him wrap his hand around the thick base of his cock, jerking himself off and gasping softly as he looked back into your eyes.

"Oh, fucking hell... Keep looking at me like that, sweet girl. Yeah, just like that." He groaned finally before he threw his head back, his moans now echoing through the room as he finally reached his climax, his eyes rolling back as his cum now painted your face.

Once the two of them had become spent, you were about to get up and leave before you saw Oliver go over and sit on the bed, beckoning you over with a singular finger. You then slowly came over to him, only for him to pull you close and have you sit on his lap, spreading your legs wide and far enough for him to reach down and begin massaging your sensitive clit, causing you to let out a whine.

"Oh! Oh, my god!" you practically sobbed as he picked up the pace before you heard him chuckle from behind you.

"I'm Oliver, not God, darling. But, I appreciate the sentiment." he teased you, putting more pressure behind your fingers and rubbing harder. You gasped, your thighs beginning to quaver as you reached closer and closer to your climax.

You then sighed softly as he leaned into you, whispering in your ear, "Can you do me a favor, love? Look up at Felix for me, please. Let him see that beautiful face of yours when I make you come."

You nodded, your eyes now shifting upwards to meet Felix's gaze, whimpering quietly as you felt his penetrating stare, gasping as you got closer and closer.

"It's okay, my darling. Be a really good girl and come for the both of us."

With those words and a bit more pressure being applied to your aching clit, you practically burst into tears from the pleasure as you came, your orgasm hitting you like a ton of bricks, your back arching up and off his chest.

"Good... Good girl. Such a good little helper, aren't you?" He whispered, kissing your forehead, making you nod in your dazed state. Felix then leaned down and kissed you, too.

"We're so proud of you, love. You did great. What a sweet little maid you are." He tells you, stroking his fingers along your forehead almost lovingly.

#oliver quick #oliver quick smut #oliver quick x reader #felix catton #saltburn #emerald fennell #felix catton x reader #felix catton smut

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candied-heartss · 5 months

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can you please write more oliver quick 🙏 i’m desperate

ofc i gotchu i gotchu

quick sneak peek of what's to come up next! im kinda hyped 4 this one tbh 🤭🫣😮‍💨

#emerald fennell #felix catton #oliver quick #oliver quick smut #oliver quick x reader #saltburn #felix catton x reader

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Can I just say tysm for being so far the only person I’ve found writing smut for oliver quick, which honestly baffles my mind so thank you for doing gods work! (If you know anyone else writing for him that would also be greatly appreciated)

Are you currently taking requests?

omg thank you so much!<3

anyways i totally would recommend @tookhimtomypenthouse, their work is ah-ma-zing!

also, yes! my inbox is currently open and my creative brain juices have been flowing hella good lately so don't ever be afraid to shoot me a request in my inbox! :)

#emerald fennell #felix catton #oliver quick #oliver quick smut #oliver quick x reader #saltburn

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𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐘

(𝑜𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝑥 𝑓𝑒𝑚! 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟)

𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗽𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻: 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝗶𝘅'𝘀 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗻 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝘂𝗽 𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗮 𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗸, 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝘁 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗰𝗼𝗵𝗼𝗹 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝘂𝗻𝘀 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗼𝗹𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗲, 𝗼𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗾𝘂𝗶𝗰𝗸...

𝑾𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮: 𝑴𝑫𝑵𝑰 (18+), 𝑴!𝑫𝑶𝑴, 𝑭!𝑺𝑼𝑩, 𝑹𝑶𝑼𝑮𝑯 𝑶𝑹𝑨𝑳 𝑺𝑬𝑿 (𝑭 𝑹𝑬𝑪𝑬𝑰𝑽𝑰𝑵𝑮), 𝑭𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑬𝑹𝑰𝑵𝑮, 𝑹𝑶𝑼𝑮𝑯 𝑷𝑬𝑵𝑬𝑻𝑹𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑽𝑬 𝑺𝑬𝑿 (𝑾𝑹𝑨𝑷 𝑰𝑻 𝑩𝑬𝑭𝑶𝑹𝑬 𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑻𝑨𝑷 𝑰𝑻, 𝒀'𝑨𝑳𝑳!), 𝑶𝑹𝑨𝑳 𝑺𝑬𝑿 (𝑴 𝑹𝑬𝑪𝑬𝑰𝑽𝑰𝑵𝑮), 𝑫𝑬𝑮𝑹𝑨𝑫𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵, 𝑻𝑬𝑨𝑺𝑰𝑵𝑮, 𝑪𝑯𝑶𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑮, 𝑳𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻 𝑺𝑳𝑨𝑷𝑷𝑰𝑵𝑮, 𝑶𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑴𝑼𝑳𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵, 𝑴𝑼𝑳𝑻𝑰𝑷𝑳𝑬 𝑶𝑹𝑮𝑨𝑺𝑴𝑺, 𝑷𝑼𝑩𝑳𝑰𝑪 𝑺𝑬𝑿 (𝑻𝑬𝑪𝑯𝑵𝑰𝑪𝑨𝑳𝑳𝒀)

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As you drank from your glass, you saw something flutter past you, only being able to see it from the very corner of your eye.

With your attention now transfixed on this, you turned your head to find none other than your cousin Felix's plus one from his university, Oliver Quick, walking down the manor's dark hall.

"Oh, hullo," you greeted him kindly, drink being held idly in your hand. Slowly (and somewhat awkwardly), the brunette young man turned to look at you, flashing you a slightly tense smile, though you could tell something was wrong with him due to the heavy dilation of his pupils.

"Oh, erm, good evening," he answered shortly, seeming like he was rather reluctant to converse with anyone at this hour, "what are you doing up at this time of night?"

You continued to smile, hoping that if you continued showing him kindness, he would eventually warm up to your presence, "Oh, nothing much. I just... couldn't sleep, so I decided to get a drink." As you spoke, you realized that Oliver's brow was still furrowed, and it seemed like there was a lot on his mind, it quickly also made you realize that this was indeed landing you nowhere.

"I'm so sorry to ask, but... Are you alright? You seem a little... agitated. Would you like to talk about it? I'm a very good listener." you offered him, hoping that this suggestion would aid him in wanting to talk.

"I'm alright," he told you plainly, nothing more, nothing less. You frowned upon hearing his words, hoping to try again, "Really? Are you absolutely sure? I mean, you don't have to-"

"I'm. Alright."

Your bottom lip quivered ever so slightly at the sound of his voice raising an octave. You had never heard a man speak to you in such a... intense way like this, and it sent a bit of a shudder down your spine. Nodding, you quickly fell silent, grasping tighter onto the glass in your hand as you felt your face heat up.

"Sorry..." you muttered, not wanting to offend Felix's guest. But, he didn't say anything about it, not even a word. He just stood there, his eyes staring down at you with his brow slightly raised.

"Why do you look like that?" he asked you, but the tone of his voice made it sound more like a statement than a question. Your cheeks burned as the embarrassment began to settle in for you, and you decided to not say anything.

Before you could even think about what to finally say to him, you felt his hand graze your cheek before tilting your chin up so that you and Oliver made eye contact with one another.

"C'mon, look at me when I'm speaking to you. Don't be rude, now..." he told you softly, but sternly, tilting his head to the side a little bit. You chewed on your bottom lip once again, not used to the attention and the gaze that you were now on the receiving end of.

"Now, speak up," Oliver ordered you, his eyes flickering down to look at your lips before moving them back up to meet your eyes. You opened your mouth, trying to speak, only for no sound to escape past your lips, only little squeaks, 'I's', and 'um's', too nervous to speak up. He saw this and narrowed his eyes, leaning towards you and now resting his hand on your cheek.

"You have a mouth on you, don't you? So, use it, or I'll teach you how to," he suggested to you, though he managed to make it sound more like a threat than a statement. Only then you were finally able to get your words out, "I... I didn't mean to offend you if I did. I'm sorry for staring at you like that..."

Oliver still looked at you with a raised eyebrow, almost seeming like he didn't believe the words that tumbled (un)gracefully out of your mouth, "That was... Pathetic, unintelligent sounding even. Are you stupid?"

"What?"

Suddenly, you felt his lips press up against yours, one hand roughly buried into your hair before he pulled away. You were so shocked, so confused, and so dazed when it happened, it almost felt like the whole scenario was a sort of dream that you were having.

"What... What's going o-" You tried to speak, only to have him grab you and pull you closer to him, "Now listen, you're going to be a good girl, lift that nightgown of yours, and show me how wet you are."

Your eyes widened at the unexpected nature of his words and you laughed nervously, "Excuse me?"

"Oh, I believe that you heard me loud and clear, love. Show me how wet your cunt is. I bet it's dripping right now, isn't it?" he was right, you were beyond aroused at this point, and you were almost certain that he could see it practically running down your thighs.

You were then taken even more aback when he lifted you up and placed you on the dining room table, your legs now placed on the table's glossy, wood surface, slightly spread out enough for him to reach under the nightgown and gently tug the fabric of your underwear down, slipping it down past your thighs and letting it drop down to the floor. You shivered at the slightly cold air of the dining room meeting your bare skin as he looked at you.

"So," he mused, "I was right. You're thoroughly aroused. What, do you get off on being talked down to and degraded? You must be some masochistic whore."

Biting your lip, you pressed your thighs together to alleviate the dull throbbing sensation within you. Oliver saw this, and with a click of his tongue and a shake of his head, he raised his hand and gave you a quick, sharp smack on the cheek, making you yelp and open your legs once more, this time, giving him a full view of your cunt, needy and glistening while your clit throbbed again underneath his gaze.

Almost immediately, it was as if a switch had flipped in his head as he got onto his knees, pulled you to near the edge of the table, and buried his face in between your thighs, which instantly made you yelp as you felt his tongue licking every inch of your cunt and pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses to your clit.

"Oh!"

You gasped, before letting out a moan loud enough for nearly the entire manor to hear. When he heard your sounds, Oliver pulled away from your slick folds, only to raise his hand slightly again and bring it down in a harsh slap to your cunt, making you cry out in a mixture of both pleasure and pain, your body shaking a little bit.

"Do me a favor. Be a good girl and shut the fuck up, yeah?" he asked you before diving back into eating you out like a starving man, making you reach down and grab onto his hair tightly, nearly holding on for dear life.

Soon enough, the stimulation that you were receiving from Oliver was simply too much, almost to the point where practically anything could send you over the edge. Your body trembled as you felt your release creep up, pulling on his hair more and more with each second that passed by.

"Oliver! Oliver, I-I'm gonna... I'm gonna come, please..." you whimpered, your thighs shaking as you came closer. Nearly there, almost there, just a little bit more-

"Go on, do it. Make a mess for me, darling. It's alright, I've got you..."

That was what did it in for you, those words were the straw that broke the camel's back. At a moment's notice, your orgasm which had been brewing steadily was now being hurdled to you at the speed of light, making your vision go black and making you fall back against the table as you trembled and writhed beneath his tongue, your back arching as you moaned so loud, you were certain that you nearly woke everyone else in the manor.

When you came back down to Earth, you saw him stand up before pushing you back onto the table, picking one of your legs up and positioning it so that it rested over his shoulder, tracing a finger over the dampness of your slit before pushing it in, making you gasp and choke out a moan at the sheer length of his fingers.

Oliver saw your facial expression and smirked a little, clearly mocking you as he began thrusting his fingers in and out of you, "Aw, love, does it feel good?" you nodded profusely, your back arching slightly to try and get his fingers to go deeper inside of you, "Uh huh, it feels so, so good..."

He continues fucking his fingers into you, the overstimulation sending your brain into a spiral. You could barely come up with any cohesive thoughts, let alone speak as he pressed them deeper inside of you, his thumb just barely brushing over your clit as his fingertips hit your G-spot, which made you nearly scream his name.

"What is it, darling? Use your words and tell me, alright? It's okay..." he teased you a little bit as he curled his fingers to reach the spot that he was hitting again. The delicious combination of the pad of his thumb massaging over your clit as he thrusts his fingers deeper and deeper was enough of a push to make you climax once again, this time, your orgasm hitting you much harder than the last one as the pain from the previous orgasm melted away into hot, sinful ecstasy.

He then pulled his fingers away from you, only to go down and undo his trousers, sliding them down just enough to pull his cock out and tease your entrance with it, making you shiver as the tip slid over your clit, "Do you want this?" he asked you, "Remember, use your words."

You nodded, whining just a little bit, "Please Oliver, I need this... Please, I need it so bad." he smiled and with that, he guided his cock to your entrance before finally pushing his way inside of you, making you keen as you grabbed onto him and dug your nails into his shoulders.

"Shit," he groaned, tilting his head back and sighing heavily, "your cunt, it's so, so fucking tight."

He then gave a short moment to adjust to the size of his cock before he began thrusting, making you cry out in pleasure, especially with the angle he had positioned in. You felt him go so deep, you swore that you could feel his cock fucking your brains out.

He groaned again at the feeling of your cunt clenching around him before he reached up and wrapped his hand around your throat while he fucked you, making your eyes roll back into your head. Oliver chuckled a little before leaning down and hungrily pressing his lips against yours, kissing you as if his life depended on it.

"Oh, yeah? You like it when I choke you like this, sweet girl? You're shaking underneath me, darling..." he told you, still holding your leg over his shoulder as he continued to fuck you, the hand on your throat now grasping you tighter and making you gasp for air slightly, your cunt clenching around his cock as you got closer and closer to your third orgasm of the night.

"O-Oliver... Please... 'm so close... I..." you whined, your words coming out choked as he thrust even harder, his tip hitting your G-spot. He grunted as you could tell he was nearing the edge as well.

He then reached down, rubbing small, quick circles on your clit, the sensation sending a shockwave through you as got closer to climaxing.

"That's it, be a good girl and come for me."

And just like that, hearing those words nearly made you explode. With another loud moan, you came so hard around his cock, you practically saw stars, clenching around him and making him grunt and moan from the tightness.

As you came down from your intense high, you felt Oliver pull you down from the kitchen table and guide you to your knees as he grabbed a fistful of your hair, making your mouth open as he pushed his cock into your mouth, effectively fucking your throat.

Before long, it was Oliver who was on the edge as his thrusts into your mouth became more frantic and sloppy. When you felt the thick tip of his cock hit the back of your throat, you gagged and choked, looking up at him with now watery eyes.

"Fuck... Just like that... Keep your mouth open f'me, darling..." He moaned, his voice thick as he got closer and closer to finally coming.

The sheer thought of him using your mouth for his own pleasure seemed to excite you a little as you moaned around his cock, taking it further down your throat. He grunted once last time, forcing your head down the length of his cock before groaning loudly as he finally came down in your mouth. As he pulled away from you, you swallowed his cum, before wiping away any excess with the back of your hand.

Watching you, he smiled before kissing you on the lips, whispering into your ear, "Good girl, you take my cock so well, love."

#oliver quick smut #oliver quick #saltburn #felix catton #emerald fennell #oliver quick x reader

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𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐍...❤️‍🔥

#saltburn #oliver quick #felix catton #oliver quick smut #emerald fennell #oliver quick x reader #yooooo #tbh this movie awakened something within me #this also brought me out of retirement for the time being

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Okay so I've been thinking about this for a while and I just can't seem to write it myself so I was wondering if you could write a fic where Klitz and the Reader have been dating for a while like she went to Yale with him and stuff. And they have like super passionate sex like all the time, so at a party that you guys to he introduces you too a couple of his friends and they all start hitting on you and he gets like super pissed so he pulls you to the side like into a bathroom or something and he makes sure that everyone knows your his by giving you a bunch of hickies and marks and stuff. And then you accidentally call him daddy (yk cuz hes being so protective or something) it startles him but also turns him on more. 💀💀 sorry it's a lot but I really like this idea.

𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐘 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄

(ʲᵉᵃˡᵒᵘˢ!ᵏˡⁱᵗᶻ ˣ ᵍⁿ!ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ)

𝖽𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇: 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝗃𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗄𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗓 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗍 𝖺 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗒.

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: 18+ (𝗠𝗗𝗡𝗜), 𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗲𝘁𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝘅, 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗵𝗮𝗶𝗿 𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝘀𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗱𝗲𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻, 𝗽𝗿𝗮𝗶𝘀𝗲 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗸, 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 (𝘄𝗿𝗮𝗽 𝗶𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗮𝗽 𝗶𝘁, 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘆 𝗽𝗲𝗼𝗽𝗹𝗲!), 𝗱𝗮𝗰𝗿𝘆𝗽𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗶𝗮, 𝗱𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘆 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗸, 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗮𝗹𝗰𝗼𝗵𝗼𝗹, 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗷𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗼𝘂𝘀𝘆, 𝘀𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗱𝗮𝗱𝗱𝘆 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗸, 𝗸𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘇 𝗹𝗼𝘄𝗸𝗲𝘆 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝗳𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗸𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝗶𝘁 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗶𝗻 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗮 𝗺𝗶𝗿𝗿𝗼𝗿???

You didn't even know how you ended up in a situation such as this. Never in a million years did you think that you'd currently be getting your brains fucked out by your boyfriend in front of a mirror while in the cramped bathroom of someone's house at a party, but yet, here you were.

"Open wide, baby." you heard the nearly sinful words being whispered into your ear. Klitz's long fingers pressed themselves against your lips, parting them so that he could easily slip inside the warm, wetness of your mouth, pressing down on your tongue and nearly making you gag from the pressure, the rhythm, and the speed of his thrusts never changing.

You whimpered, but to little effect, on account that your mouth was full of his fingers, the tips nearly hitting the back of your throat while his cock hit nearly every right spot inside of you, due to the angle he had bent you at. You looked up at the mirror again and knew for certain that your makeup was ruined.

"Fuck... Your pussy feels like it was made for me..." he groaned, pushing his fingers into your mouth a tiny bit deeper than before, making you choke at the feeling, your eyes nearly rolling back into their sockets and your head hanging slightly lower.

Klitz noticed this and snickered softly to himself before reaching up and threading the hand the other hand that was placed possessively at your hip into your hair, tugging at it and pulling your head back up so you could face the mirror and look at both yours and his reflections at the same time, the sight sending a spark of arousal through your veins.

"Aw, baby," he teased, "look at you, so pretty, so messy... God, I love looking at you." you moaned at his words, finding the way that he was talking to you both patronizing and also incredibly arousing.

You wanted to speak, to say something back in return, but your mind was so muddled from it all, the only coherent thought that came to your brain was of how deep his cock felt inside of you, that you let out mindless babbles and gibberish.

"Oh sweetie, I haven't even been going that hard and your brain's getting all dumb on me," he shook his head and chuckled, "and here I was, thinking my girlfriend was a smart girl, but all it takes is a bit of my cock, and you're already turning into a mindless cumdump. Is that what you want to be known as? Just a stupid little slut who goes around drinking too much and flirting with other guys?"

"I... Uh, I- fuck... Please..." you whimpered, trying to get ahold of your words, but they just wouldn't come out the way that you wanted to. Klitz sighed and chuckled again as he picked up the pace again, nearly making you cry.

"You... You... You what, baby? C'mon, spit it out. I know you can, yeah?" he taunted you again, reaching down and rubbing at your puffy, little clit with his thick fingers, the feeling enough to send shivers down your spine.

"Y-you're right... 'm so dumb, Klitzy... Being so stupid..." you told him, the words already replaying on a loop through your mind like a broken record.

"And, what else are you, huh? C'mon..." Klitz encouraged you, massaging your sensitive bundle of nerves with a bit more pressure applied to it, now.

"I'm a mindless cumdump... All for you..." you still could barely think, on account of being so inebriated by his cock. He smiled, kissing the top of your head, "That's right, baby. You're such a good girl, baby. I'm proud of you for admitting it..."

Something about the mix of his words, the marks he left on your neck, and his fingers on your clit made the knot in your stomach get tighter as your walls clenched harder around his cock, making him groan.

"Fuck... You're so close, I can feel it. You wanna come for me, baby?" he whispered, kissing your cheek as you like at the both of you in the mirror. You nodded, tears now practically streaming down your cheeks, "Please..."

"Hmm... I dunno, how about you beg for it, pretty girl?" he requested, now having stopped both his thrusts and his movements on your clit altogether, making you sob.

"Please, please... I need it, I need you so bad... Please, Daddy, please..." you cried, your hips bucking desperately into his hand. You hadn't even realized what you said, having said all of this in the heat of the moment, but Klitz realized, and he also realized that he really, really liked hearing those words come out of your mouth.

"Say it, again."

"Daddy, please... I wanna come so badly..." you begged again, making him more satisfied and letting his thrusts resume. You nearly screamed until you went hoarse at the feeling, your legs shaking so much, you thought that you'd fall over.

Suddenly, like a tidal wave or like a car collision, your orgasm crashed through you all at once, making your eyes roll back as you trembled in his grasp and moaned loud enough for the whole party downstairs to potentially hear the two of you. Klitz then almost immediately followed after you, groaning loudly as he came, too, his cum now dripping down your thighs as he released inside of you.

After a moment of the two of you just standing there, panting as you both came down from your respective highs, he pulled out of you, putting himself back into his jeans before pulling your panties back up, so that the stickiness of his cum stayed against your cunt.

"My pretty baby..." he whispered in your ear as he kissed you all over your face.

#paul dano #the riddler x reader #the riddler smut #danonation #the batman #danocel #jay okja #klitz x reader #percy dolarhyde #joby taylor #klitz the girl next door #thaddius #dwayne hoover #seth looper #klitz smut

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candied-heartss · 9 months

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YALL YALL YALL I JUST HAD AN IDEA 4 AN ELI SUNDAY FIC WHERE THE READER IS DANIEL PLAINVIEWS KID AND LIKE THEY HAVE LIKE A SLOW BURN SEXUAL ENCOUNTER

#paul dano #the riddler smut #the riddler x reader #the batman #danonation #danocel #jay okja #klitz x reader #joby taylor #percy dolarhyde #eli sunday #thaddius

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candied-heartss · 9 months

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okokokokok i’ve had this scenario in my mind for literally months on end where klitz and the reader are like making out in some secluded room at a party and then the reader changes their mind about going all the way and is just like ‘can we just like, cuddle instead?’ and klitz being like reallly sweet and accommodating even when the reader mentions feeling bad for like leaving him hanging and shit and i just akznakalnkaoansjsiakanzzhb i would kiss you on the lips if you wrote a lil something something like that fr /hj

a sweet n sappy klitz fic? you got it!

𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃

(ᵏˡⁱᵗᶻ ˣ ᵍⁿ!ᵖᵃʳᵗⁿᵉʳ!ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ)

𝖽𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇: 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾, 𝗄𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗓 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌.

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: 𝘀𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗻𝘀𝗳𝘄 𝘀𝗼 18+ (𝗠𝗗𝗡𝗜), 𝗸𝗶𝘀𝘀𝗲𝘀, 𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗲𝘅, 𝗸𝗶𝗹𝘁𝘇 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝘂𝘁𝗲, 𝗱𝗼𝗿𝗸𝘆 𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗲 𝗶𝘀

It started with one kiss, and then one kiss turned into a full make-out session with your boyfriend, the temperature getting hotter and hotter the more the shared passion between you two went on.

Now, here you were, straddling Klitz's lap and kissing him as if you would never get the chance to again. Things were going fine until they weren't when he started lifting your shirt up a little and began moving his kisses down to your neck. Feeling like things were going way too fast for your liking, you put your hands on his shoulders and decided to pull his lips away from your heated skin.

"Klitzy," you nearly whispered his name, "could you, um... stop?" and when he heard those words, he immediately stopped whatever he was doing and looked up at you, a borderline terrified expression on his face.

"D-did I do something wrong, baby?" he asked, stroking your cheek lovingly. You blushed as you chose your words carefully, to not hypothetically upset him.

"I know that I said that I was ready for you tonight, but I kinda... changed my mind?" you bit your lip as you heard your own words, internally cringing and hoping he wouldn't take offense to it. But to your surprise, Klitz merely laughed it off and kissed your forehead, his glasses slightly sliding down the bridge of his nose.

"Oh babe, it's okay. We don't have to do anything that you're uncomfortable with, alright? I wanna make sure that your needs are taken care of, okay?"

Your jaw nearly hung open at his words, feeling a mixture of comfort at his words and a slight twinge of guilt for leaving him so high and dry when you were the one that had initiated the kissing in the first place. "Are you sure? But what about you-"

He cut you off with another sweet, tender kiss, smiling at you adoringly like you were some kind of captivating piece of art, "No, no, baby. It's okay, I promise. You don't have to worry about me at all, 'kay?"

"But-"

He raised his brow and stroked your cheek again, "What did I say, sweetie? You don't have to worry about a single thing, alright? I wanna please you in whatever way that I can, alright?"

You nodded, not wanting to object any further to his decision.

"Now," he spoke up, "how would you like it if I just cuddled you, instead? Is that alright, babe?" and you nodded, wanting nothing more than to feel nothing more than his arms around you, "Yeah, I'd like that a lot..."

And then, there he was, wrapping his long, slender arms around you and holding you close while you laid your head on his shoulder, combing through his long, shaggy hair with your hands.

"This is nice." you hummed to which he smiled and kissed your cheek tenderly.

"Well, only the best for my baby."

#paul dano #the riddler smut #the riddler x reader #the batman #danonation #danocel #klitz x reader #jay okja #joby taylor #percy dolarhyde

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candied-heartss · 10 months

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𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋

(ʲᵃʸ ˣ ᶠᵉᵐ!ᵃˡᶠ ᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳ!ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ)

𝖽𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇: 𝗃𝖺𝗒 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗌 𝖾𝗑𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽.

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: 18+ (𝗠𝗗𝗡𝗜), 𝗼𝗿𝗮𝗹 (𝗳 𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗲𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴), 𝗽𝗿𝗮𝗶𝘀𝗲 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗸, 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗮 𝘀𝗼𝗳𝘁 𝘁𝗯𝗵, 𝗷𝗮𝘆'𝘀 𝗮 𝗽𝘂𝘀𝘀𝘆 𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗴𝗼𝗱, 𝘀𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝗶𝗿 𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗮 𝗱𝗮𝘀𝗵 𝗼𝗳 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗺𝘂𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻

"I haven't even started yet and you're already so needy, sweet girl," Jay told you, looking up at you from his place in between your thighs and watching as you squirmed against his grasp. You whined and tried to buck your hips against his mouth, but he only used his other arm to pin your hips to the bed and trail searing kisses up the slope of your inner thigh.

"Please Jay, please touch me." You had begged, practically crying out for him to do something, anything to make you feel good. He merely chuckled and went back to kissing his way up to the slick folds of your cunt, occasionally nibbling on the soft flesh of your legs.

The mere anticipation of him fucking you with his mouth alone sent your mind into a daze. You reached down and grabbed a fistful of his jet-black hair, tugging on it gently, not enough to hurt, but enough to send him a message, a message saying, "Please, Jay, I need this."

Which is exactly why after he put his mouth onto your cunt and licked through your folds like it was some sort of dessert, you nearly cried, arching your back and gripping onto his hair tighter.

He groaned against you, the vibrations ringing against your wet, heated skin and traveling through your bloodstream. The feeling made you buck your hips up again, only for him to hold you back down again, continuing to eat you out like a starved man.

"Come on, sweet thing, you can take it, can't you?" he asked, pulling away from you, only to slide one of his long, thick fingers inside of you, making your back arch, a needy whine escaping your lips at the feeling of him stretching you out like this.

"J-Jay, please..." you trailed off, unable to speak from the sheer ecstasy that you were currently subjected to.

He shushed you, leaning back down towards your cunt, "I know, I know, pretty girl. You're doing so good for me, darling." before you could even begin to comprehend things, he leaned back in and wrapped his lips around your swollen, aching clit, giving it a firm suck and making you groan.

The more he practically buried his face into your cunt, the more you felt your orgasm draw near. You reached down and tugged on his hair again, looking down and watching as he kept his eyes on your face the entire time he was doing this, his gaze trained on witnessing your reactions while he licked and sucked on you like no tomorrow. The sight was painfully erotic and it made you all the more wet, your juices dripping down and getting onto his mouth and a bit on his nose.

You looked down at him again to see that the hand that wasn't currently knuckles deep inside of you was clutching onto yours, holding your hand gently, and the sight of his romantic gesture made you edge closer and closer to your release.

Another, long lick up your folds made the coil in your abdomen tighten as you neared your arrival.

"Jay, I think I'm gonna-" you tried to warn him, receiving another harsh suckle to your clit, causing your eyes to roll back.

He pulled away from you for a minute to look at you and smile sweetly, his voice soft as he spoke to you and gave you sweet words of encouragement, all while his fingers inside of you moved faster and faster, your walls clenching around them tightly, "C'mon, pretty girl, it's okay. You can let go for me. It's alright..."

And with that, he leaned back down and sucked on the sensitive bundle of nerves, making you screw your eyes shut tightly, sobbing at the pure pleasure you felt, your back arching as you felt your brain go fuzzy with euphoria.

After a while, you had finally come down from your high, with Jay guiding you through it, to the point where the sheer pleasure of it all became a little too much for you to handle. Just as your clit started to sting from overstimulation, he pulled away, coming back up towards you and wrapping his arms around you in a tight, loving embrace, kissing your hot cheek and wiping the thin sheen of perspiration from your forehead.

"You did so good, sweetie." he whispered lovingly, "I'm so, so proud of you."

#paul dano #the riddler smut #the riddler x reader #danonation #danocel #the batman #klitz x reader #jay okja #percy dolarhyde #joby taylor #the ballad of jack and rose #thaddius #burt fabelman #klitz the girl next door #paul dano okja #danonator

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