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itsshawtyfellas · 5 months

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hii! I loved one of your works you did where It was any male character of our choice! I cant find any other fics like that so, could you do another one? Nothing specific 🫶

I was already planning on writing another one but I had to finish another request and I'm sorry about the delay but you asked and I delivered

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Paris

Pairing: Any male character(s) of your choice

Warnings: 18+ (mature content such as sub!reader, dom!male character(s), oral, praise kink, degradation kink, humiliation)

A/N: I'M SOOOO LATE I'M SORRY Y'ALL but I keep having writer's block... anyways... ovulation makes me creative🤭 also sit down in somewhere private cause this one is kinda nasty... also this was supposed to be a full but it ended being a drabble... enjoy you sluts🩷

You'd have never thought you would be in a situation like this.

Whenever friends or relatives would ask you about your life in general and how it was going and would curiously ask about your love life, you'd try to explain them the best you could, which often would lead to weird and disgusting looks sent your way, sometimes leading to self doubt but you didn't care. To you, none of that mattered other than the love felt in your relationship.

Why, you ask? Everything is better when you add one more into the equation; the several dates, the presents, the holidays, the sex.

Like now.

Sat on your knees, right above his shoe while slowly riding it, as he held your head to keep your face shoved on his thigh as you looked up at him jerking himself off slowly, teasing you.

"Aw, you poor thing... you're so eager to have my cock in your mouth, aren't you?" He asked, his condescending tone catching your ears, and you happened to notice the moment he looked over at your other partner, a smirk appearing on his face and you could hear a set of footsteps coming closer and closer until he was standing right behind you, his hand coming around to your neck, removing your head away from your boyfriend's thigh and leaning it right above your partner's hardened cock.

"She is... even riding his shoe too? You dirty little cockwhore." Your partner said, his gentle caresses on your jaw contrasting with his tone, which was even more degrading than your boyfriend's, causing a low wave of shame and embarrassment coming up to your heart, which made you love the moment even more.

"Do us a favor and open that pretty little mouth for him, baby." The deep baritone of your partner's voice resonated in the air and reaching your ears as a demand but you, wanting to provoke them, decided to open your mouth just a little, barely enough to stick two fingers inside.

The two of them, noticing how stubborn you were being, looked at each other for a split second until your boyfriend tapped the upper part of his shoe on your sensitive clit lightly, catching you off guard, your partner taking advantage of that moment of surprise to stick his thumb inside your mouth and sitting it on your tongue, your lips immediately closing around it.

"I guess besides being a cockwhore she's also a dumb fucking slut..." Your partner said, his thumb now going in and out of your mouth with you lightly sucking it.

"She really is... aren't you, baby?" Your boyfriend's tone was teasing as he tapped your cheek lightly with his palm, trying to gain your attention.

Your eyes were clouded in pleasure from how erotic and humiliating all of it was but you didn't care one bit, since you were still rocking your hips back and forth above his shoe, giving you some sort of a pleasurable pain that only made you speed up a little. That was until your boyfriend decided to move his shoe away from your wet pussy, causing you to come out of your own little fucked up world and glance up to see him smirking.

"Did you really think he would let you cum, hmm?" The slightly sadistic tone of your partner's words ended up in a chuckle, which made your ears perk up in attention and as you were about to turn your head to look at him, he suddenly gripped your jaw in a firm and gentle grip, stopping you from doing it and causing you to be fixated on your boyfriend's hard cock standing right in front of your mouth.

"You can cum once you suck him off... until then, open wide, baby, c'mon." His words sounded more like a command and your boyfriend took the chance to tap the tip of his dick on your lips and you didn't hesitate to open your mouth to take him fully, rubbing your tongue on his length.

"Ahh... there you go. It wasn't that hard, was it?" The words of your boyfriend came out with a sarcastic chuckle, looking down at you and focusing on the way your lips squeezed around his cock as he brought a hand to your head, petting your hair condescendingly, almost as if he didn't just make you suck him off.

Their actions and their words didn't stop as you kept sucking him off, like a weird and twisted form of motivation for you as one of them was thrusting his hips slightly towards your mouth while petting you while the other one was guiding your head back and forth with one hand right beneath your jawline and one behind your head. It all made you feel promiscuous, as if you were secretly going against societies morals, which gave you a thrill.

"You like this, don't you? You like having us? Hmm?" Your partner said, almost like he read your mind.

"He asked you a question, baby. You're not going to answer? Or are you too busy sucking my cock to notice?" Says your boyfriend, smirking down at you as he keeps moving your head with a hand still beneath your jaw.

Fuck, you could've have sworn your body was starting to shake and your skin was starting to shiver from how wet and hot you were and felt. You couldn't help it anymore and went against their orders, starting to roll your hips over and over again on your boyfriend's shoe, hoping they wouldn't notice and punish you again for it. Unfortunately for you, your partner did notice your actions and immediately grabbed your neck firmly and tipped your head back against his hard clothed crotch.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing, huh?" He says, leaning down slightly to whisper against the back of your head. "Think you could just fuck yourself on him like a bitch in heat and we wouldn't notice?" All you could focus on were their dark chuckles and heavy petting along with your harsh breathing.

"Aw... look at her panting like a little bitch. Since she wants to act like a dog, I think I should give her a little treat, don't you think?" His question wasn't even directed at any of you but your partner still decided to answer it.

"I think she does. Open your mouth, baby." You listened and without hesitation, you opened mouth, purposefully sticking your tongue out and hoping he would stick his dick inside but he didn't – instead he tapped the tip of his cock on your wet muscle right before he started to stroke it in front of your opened mouth, soon spilling his hot cum all over your face, missing your tongue completely and marking your face with him on purpose.

"See? Doesn't she look so pretty?" Your partner said, smirking and tilting your head back some more so that you be looking directly up at him. "What is it, hun? Whatcha looking like that at me for? You want some more, hmm?"

"I think she wants more, don't you?" You were about to answer his question until your partner decided to unbutton his shorts and taking out his erected cock, not wasting a second to start stroking it immediately, right above your cum stained face.

"C'mon, you already know the rules. Open up." You opened you mouth again, hoping he'd give you a little taste, but just like your boyfriend, he purposefully missed it, wanting to spill his seed on your face.

"There you go... how did you like your treat?" You honestly didn't care. They only thing you could think of was how they didn't even try to make you cum.

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A/N: don't say I didn't warn ya about the nastiness of this...

#rafe cameron smut #jj maybank smut #frank castle smut #matt murdock smut #bucky barnes smut #steve rogers smut #eddie munson smut #steve harrington smut #outer banks #marvel #stranger things

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itsshawtyfellas · 6 months

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I want this man to throw me around like a rag doll and then put me in a headlock while breeds the shit out of me with backshots.

#my pussy is going crazy #finna have his babies #that's my daddy fr #his armsssss #MEOWWW #james hetfield smut #james hetfield #james hetfield x reader #metallica

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itsshawtyfellas · 7 months

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found this on pinterest so you have to see it too

CRACK MY BACK SMACK MY ASS SLAP MY PUSSY RAW PAINT MY INSIDES TIL ALL I SEE IS WHITE TIL I'M PARALYZED TIL BONES START POPPING LIKE WE'RE POSSESSED BY THE NUN

#screaming without the s #FERAL #HE'S SO MEATY #i would do anything for that senior dick #please #on my knees #legs open #mouth open #megadeth #dave mustaine #dave mustaine x reader #dave mustaine smut

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itsshawtyfellas · 8 months

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EXCUSE ME SIR????

BOTH OF MY LIPS OPENED IMMEDIATELY LIKE-

YOU DID NOT HAVE THE RIGHT TO MAKE MY CLOTHES DISAPPEAR LIKE THAT (you do actually anytime and anywhere🧎🏽‍♀️)

#good lord #need him #need him to blow my back out fr #choke me #THE VEINS #THE ARMSS #THIGHSSS #HE'S SO #bill skarsgard #bill skarsgard x reader #pennywise #roman godfrey #vincent de gramont

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itsshawtyfellas · 9 months

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I want his thighs to crush my head until I can't hear or see anything while I suck his dick and feel his balls on my face until his kids are so damn far down throat I choke on it and feel the taste for weeks.

#you guys i swear-#don't blame me #it's ovulation week #i'm feral #like a rabbid animal that needs to be caged and chained typed of feral #GO GO GO #that's the sound of me gagging on that 12 inch dick #konig mw2 #konig cod #konig call of duty #konig x reader

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itsshawtyfellas · 10 months

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Bittersweet

Pairing: Charlie Walker x fem!reader

Warnings: 18+ (mature content such as oral, mommy kink, sub!charlie)

A/N: oohh you're gonna love this one y'all 😮‍💨 can you believe I got the idea for this fic out of a porn video💀 enjoy you sluts🩷

Charlie, despite being an overall shy guy, could be a talkative person when he wanted to be, especially when it came to horror movies. As soon as someone else opened their mouths to either ask about a horror movie recommendation or to give their opinion on one, he immediately answered with several suggestions and opinions on classics, not wasting a second to answer – sometimes he would even let his psycho side take over and a give slightly gorey details about the murders on those movies (or about the actual murders he committed).

Same went with you. Whenever the two of you met over at yours or his house to watch a movie, Charlie would almost always suggest a horror one; not that you minded because you didn't since you knew how much he loved the classics – you could say he was a nerd who wouldn't keep his mouth shut about nerdy things.

But this didn't only happen when there were gorey scenes on the TV but also with sexual scenes – not in a way that made him want to fuck but in a way that made him curious, since he was a virgin. Like when you would watch a movie with him and a specific sexual scene would come on and he would instantly turn his head to look at you and ask you questions about that scene and you would answer them and explain the difference between fiction and reality.

Take this moment as an example. He was curious and wanted to understand more and you explained it to him – in the best way possible.

That's why, right now, Charlie was kneeled on the floor, with his big blue eyes looking up at you, hands placed on his thighs, his head tilted back letting you sit almost fully on his face and a mouth full of your cunt, causing his moans and whimpers to be muffled.

Right now he wasn't as talkative and curious as he was being earlier in the day.

But you couldn't focus on that. You could only focus on the way his mouth felt on your pussy, his soft lips kissing and sucking on your clit then letting his tongue lick all over it, along with the way he was looking up at you, like you were the one to paint the sky with beautiful colors and hung up the sun, the moon and the stars – it only turned you on more, making you grip his hair in your fingers.

"Mommy, you taste so good." Charlie said, his main focus being your addicting taste, his hands leaving his thighs to try and hold your waist, only for you to grab his wrists and take them away from you and grabbing his hair even harder.

"Fuck, you're doing so good, Charlie." Your praises only caused his whines and whimpers to be louder as your palms left his wrists and holding on to his head and shoulders with his going back to your hips and buttcheeks, pulling them even closer to his face, almost more than half of it buried on your cunt, licking and sucking all over your slit, not even stopping to breathe as if your taste was the one thing keeping him alive.

"S-So good mommy, so good... please." He begged when you moved your hips even faster than before, feeling a sudden tug in your belly, making you realize your orgasm was approaching.

"F-Fuck... open your mouth and stick your tongue out for me, baby." Charlie didn't even waste a second doing as you said, thriving in your dominant side and letting his tongue leave his mouth, flattening it out and letting you practically ride his face, the hot and wet muscle feeling soft and firm on your pussy making your body shake and your eyes rolling.

Drool was already pooling at the corners of his lips and starting to drip down his chin, then pressing his mouth closer to you as he noticed you were getting closer so he let you take control by letting you grip his brown roots tighter, his nose pressing against your pubic bone; you looked down at him for a few seconds only to see his pupils almost fully dilated and looking up at you and you focused then on the slurping sounds forming from the action, making your orgasm feel like a whole zoo was in your stomach as it hit you strongly.

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A/N: mannn I need to stop taking so long writing and posting my fics bc I KNOW you guys probably hate me already💀 anyways I was feeling feral so I decided to just finish this and post it already so I hope you guys like it😊 enjoy your reading sluts🩷

#charlie walker #charlie walker smut #charlie walker x reader #rory culkin #rory culkin x reader #scream iv

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itsshawtyfellas · 10 months

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could you do charlie walker x reader, where they start off as strictly friends but charlie secretly had crush on reader and they hang out or something and then get freaky

Hello my dear anon

Sounds interesting to write...😈 I'll start to work on it sooner rather than later since I'm working on another charlie fic but don't think I gonna forget about your request and I hope you don't mind if it takes too long because it's hard for me to keep up with it due to work🩷 so I'll post this now but when I start I'll edit this post I hope that's okay for you🩷

BUT I'LL WRITE IT AND IMMA TRY AND MAKE IT GOOD SINCE IT SEEMS LIKE THIS FANDOM IS DYING????

I REFUSE TO LET IT DIE

RAISE THE FUCK UP RN OKAY?????

#charlie walker #charlie walker smut #charlie walker x reader #rory culkin

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itsshawtyfellas · 10 months

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all i gotta say

MORE SUBBY CHARLIEE AHH PLS PLS

THEN YOU'RE GONNA LOVE THE ONE I'M WRITING RN LOVE🤭🩷

I swear I just started and it's already got me giggling and kicking my feet but also opening my legs and mouth

#charlie walker #charlie walker smut #charlie walker x reader

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itsshawtyfellas · 10 months

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charlie wet dream please

Sweet dreams

Pairing: Charlie Walker x fem!reader

Warnings: 18+ (mature content such as sexual dreams)

A/N: anon if you're seeing this I'm sorry I took so long to post this but I've been really busy with work and had to try to find inspiration to write this but I hope you like it so enjoy😉 (i love this gif, he's my vampire boyfriend)

Charlie had gone straight home after school to start working on a project your teacher gave you. You were supposed to meet at the library to do some research before starting, since the teacher requested the project to be done in pairs, but you scheduled the meet for the day after because you had an appointment with your doctor that day. You were afraid that Charlie would be sad since he was so excited to work on it with you but he assured you it he didn't mind.

With thoughts of the pair work roaming his mind, he didn't notice he had already reached his house and opened the door, noticing right away the house was empty, and walked towards his room, closing the door and leaving his backpack by his bed and taking off his shoes so he could lie down.

He almost couldn't stay still from all the excitement and anxiousness running on his veins just from thinking about working on the project with you of all people. The reason? He had a crush on you– a huge one. He couldn't stop thinking of you and how lucky he was to have his closest friend and crush working with him; sure it was for a school project but for him it was a huge step forward, which meant that he got to spend time with you and not only tomorrow but also for the next few weeks, giving him the chance to get even closer to you and maybe asking you out.

He was already imagining how a date with you would go if you ever said yes, creating different scenarios in his mind– he could take you to the cinema to watch the new upcoming horror movie, hoping you would like it; he could also take you out for some ice cream and watch the sunset with you while walking you home. He could feel himself smiling lightly at the idea of going on a perfect date with you, his favorite person, thinking an ice cream date wouldn't be so bad since that way you probably wouldn't feel pressured to date him.

Despite already feeling determined to ask you out, Charlie was still nervous and unsure, afraid you wouldn't accept it since you've been friends for quite a while and didn't want to ruin your friendship for a date, but at the same time a part of him was still hoping you would accept.

Holding on to that piece of hope and still feeling the anxiousness running through his veins, his mind went back to the eventual and possible scenarios of going out with you, keeping the ice cream date idea on his mind and adding a walk in the sunset to that scenario, his heart feeling like a set of drums during a rock concert just from imagining the way your skin would look in the sun, a light warm wind on the air blowing against his hair, as the two of you walked hand in hand towards your house, where he could maybe kiss you once you reached your place, like those scenes you would see on a cliché, in which the popular guy would drop the girl off and kiss her; the only difference was that Charlie was nowhere near popular.

Thinking about kissing you after a date set off a fire in his body he could only recognize as lust, almost as if he could feel your lips on his, dancing to the rhythm of your hearts, soon letting your tongues join and take over, battling against each other for dominance and control, his hands leaving yours so he could run them up and down your back, maybe even touching your cheek or grabbing your waist and hips while yours would lock themselves around neck, letting your fingers run through his silky strands of brown hair with your nails lightly scratching the nape of his neck, both of your bodies feeling hot against each other, skin on fire from being so close, your chest pressed up against his only making him continue, turning a sweet kiss into a hot makeout session with no signs of stopping soon.

The kiss would still keep going on the porch of your house, the warm breeze and the heat of your bodies joint together along with the lack of oxygen making you stop for a few seconds to look into each other's eyes, heavy breaths leaving your noses and mouths, the ambience around you so intense you could cut the moment with a butter knife, the sun still setting and the wind still blowing, causing some sort of contrast with the hot weather, desire and lust also felt in the air besides Charlie's body, and perhaps that desire would make you invite him inside to, hopefully, take things further – and oh if things did go further than that steamy makeout session.

A picture of you inviting him inside your house after the kiss created itself on his mind with him instantly following you towards your room, not wasting a single second to lie down and immediately connect your lips back together, except this time the kiss would be even more steamy with heavy breaths and a few moans leaving your mouths here and there with his hands running and touching and grabbing all over your body, his brain turning to mush just from playing that image in his head but it only made the arousal grow, making him imagine you pushing him to your bed and sitting on top of him, your pussy right above his half erected dick, kissing his jawline and neck and sucking on it until it became red and purple, the sensual moment becoming even hotter, making you start taking your clothes off along with Charlie's.

He could imagine how your naked body would look against him, to feel your fervent skin on his, thinking of how beautiful you would look at that moment, sweaty frame topping his, your hips grinding on his and hands on his chest – oh how it would all feel – but that was all he could do: imagine.

So, his mind wandered back to that intense scenario, his dick fully erected at that point, almost like he could feel his cock inside you as you rode him, like he could feel your wetness on him, like he could see the way your cunt sucked him in and out, a slight sticky sound around the room as you jumped up and down, back and forward, your breasts bouncing a little while you closed your eyes and threw your head back, sighs of pleasure escaping your lips while Charlie would bring the tips of his fingers to your clit, rubbing and circling to bring to your orgasm as you moaned his name.

A sudden ringing of his phone made him jump slightly on his bed, the sound bringing him back to reality, Charlie opening his eyes and looking down to see his cock pressed against his jeans, a wave of embarrassment flooded his body with his face going red when he finally got up to check his phone, noticing your name on the screen and answering the call, despite the shame he felt.

"Hey Charlie, I'm sorry for calling you now, you're probably busy." You said, your voice wavering slightly out of nervousness.

"Hey, don't worry, I'm not doing anything right now. What's up?"

"I just wanted to ask you if I could come over your house? I got out of my doctor's appointment earlier than I expected and managed to get some of the research for the project. Is it okay if I come over?" You suggested.

"Yeah, sure, I'm glad you already got something done. You can come by, I'll be waiting." He said, thrilled.

"Okay then, I'll be there in a few minutes." To say he was excited was an understatement; he felt he could start jumping up and down around his room but stopped himself from doing it and took a look around his room to check if anything was in its place. It wasn't like he was a messy person or anything, but he wanted to make sure everything was in order before you arrived, afraid you'd think he was weird for having posters of classic horror movies around the walls of his room, despite this not being the first time you had been at his house.

Charlie tried not to think of the dream he had of you but it was hard not to, since he saw the situation as an opportunity but it wasn't a bad thing – not at all. Why? Because it thrilled him; it was thrilling to think of the things he could do to you and the things you could do to him. It could be his slightly dark and obsessive side that made him have these thoughts but he couldn't help himself for he could almost say he loved you at that point.

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A/N: IT'S FINALLY HEREEEE damn this thing took really long mostly because I didn't have inspiration and also due to my job but I'm glad I finished it and also as a thank you for all you out there following me and liking my work here on Tumblr my next charlie walker fic will be 100% porn🤭 anyways thank you guys so much for waiting and I hope you have a nice reading🩷

#charlie walker #charlie walker x reader #charlie walker smut #rory culkin #rory culkin x reader #scream #scream iv

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itsshawtyfellas · 11 months

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Bae please deliver more charlie walker smuts🛐

I'm dying and in desperate need 4 this man

There's this one that I've been working on for a while and it was a request but I haven't had much time due to work but I already have another idea for another charlie smut🤭

Bae I swear I'll try to post them as fast I can so I don't take longer than I intend to BECAUSE I REFUSE TO LET THIS FANDOM DIE

Y'ALL NEED TO RAISE THE FUCK UP ALRIGHT BABES????

#i just need a 24 hour whimper audio from him and I'll die happy #charlie walker #rory culkin

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itsshawtyfellas · 11 months

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I like them nerdy and submissive. That's it. That's the post.

#paris sounds great this time of the year #i want both of them in my mouth-#they're a munch #i just know it #boyfriends fr #the granny hasn't dipped yet #dave lizewski #dave lizewski x reader #todd haynes #todd haynes x reader #aaron taylor johnson #atj #evan peters #btw i just reached 100 followers #thank you guys so much🩷#pietro maximoff #marvel x reader

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itsshawtyfellas · 1 year

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Breaking in

Pairing: Charlie Walker x fem!reader

Warnings: angst, 18+ (mature content such as dom!charlie, sub!reader, dry humping, clit stimulation, oral, praise kink, degradation kink, mask kink, penetration)

A/N: ngl I'm a sucker for all of those charlie as a sub type of fics (I stand by that) but I believe that behind that mask charlie is a whole different person based on his murders. So I decided to write something about it because why not 😈 sit down and enjoy my little sluts (btw my obsession with this man is over the roof by now help) the gif is just to give you a little idea of how it will go further into the fic😉

You didn't know how to feel.

Were you angry? Upset? Scared? Probably all of them.

You just couldn't believe it at first. You refused to believe your sweet, smart and funny boyfriend Charlie could do something like that.

You simply decided to go to Charlie's house after school to surprise him but when you got to his room you saw him taking off his ghostface costume that had droplets of blood in it. You confronted him about it, asking him if he was the one responsible for all the murders in Woodsboro so far and he didn't even bother to deny. He couldn't lie to you, so he admitted it, explaining the truth and reasoning behind it.

You were quiet the entire way back to your house and also inside it. Your mind went back to all the moments you had spent with him; the sweet ones, the sad ones, the intimate ones. As time went by, your thoughts made you realize how real it all was.

It's been only a couple of days since you walked out of his house and you still couldn't stop thinking about it. The rational side of your body kept telling you that you should inform the authorities; that meant reporting your boyfriend would not only make him stay in prison for a few good decades but it would also make you, as his girlfriend, an accomplice of his crimes since you knew the truth. Meanwhile, the emotional side of your body wanted you to hide the whole truth and run back into the kind arms of the love of your life. Whatever your decision was, you couldn't tell anyone about it.

Right as you mind wandered back to reality, you noticed the movie you had put on to distract yourself had ended, so you started to do some chores around your house, since you didn't want to think about it for a little while.

As you finished cleaning the kitchen, you went out for a few minutes to take out the trash, leaving the front door slightly ajar so you could go back in, but suddenly you felt eyes on you and a presence on your back. Turning around to go back inside, you quickly checked your surroundings to make sure you weren't being watched, scared you would be the next kill despite knowing Charlie would never do something to you.

The moment you turned around after closing your door, you came face to face with your boyfriend Charlie; except that he was wearing the ghostface costume and you gussed that he was either coming back from a kill or going for one. For brief seconds, the two of you just stood there in front of each other without saying a word. Every emotion and every thought that you were having and thinking earlier came back rushing to your heart and mind. Your own body was battling against your own, not knowing whether you should run away from him, to him or fight him; so you opted by asking him a simple but stupid question.

"Are you going to hurt me?" He didn't answer, only shaking his head.

"Then why are you here?"

"I wanted to see you." Those were his only words before going quiet again. He could tell you were feeling conflicted but he wasn't going to blame you.

"You could've called me." He took a step closer to you.

"I didn't know if you wanted to talk to me, much less see me."

He took another step towards you but you didn't back away. He kept coming closer and closer until he was right in front of you. Charlie lifted a hand to your face, caressing your cheek, feeling your skin heat up under his touch.

Not only was your skin hot, but your heart was almost popping out of your chest from how gently he was touching you. The way he was touching your face along with the way he was looking at you behind that mask was arousing you, even though you wanted to ignore it.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry for putting you through this." His voice, soothing and calm as always, comforted you as he looked at your trembling form.

You had no words. Even after finding out he was the killer – ghostface– he still made you feel warm and fuzzy inside; you shouldn't but you couldn't help yourself, you still loved him and he was still your boyfriend.

"I didn't want you to find out this way, I swear I never meant to put you involved in this." Even though you couldn't see his face, you could still hear the plead in his voice.

"I was involved in all of this ever since you started murdering people knowing you and I were together and I could find out about it at any moment." You said, while stepping away from him, the anger and frustration showing through your voice. Charlie turned his head slightly away from the direction of your eyes knowing how upset you were. "At least show me your face and look at me if you're so sorry."

He was aware of how angry you were, so, like a soldier listening to his commander's orders, he turned his head back to you and brought his hand to his chin to take off his mask, his hair tied into a bun, all while looking into your eyes.

You stared at him; your eyes running all over his face, mostly remaining on his baby blue eyes, as if to remember every single detail of his angelic like features to assure yourself that he was still the same –which he was. If someone told you a few days ago that your boyfriend was the one who committed the murders, you wouldn't believe them and would've laughed in their face, telling them he would never do something like that, for he was far too sweet to kill people in such a brutal way, but right now, as you looked at him, you could only wish it wasn't true.

It didn't stop you though. It didn't stop your mind from reliving all those moments spent with him; it didn't stop your feelings from erupting into the surface everytime you thought of him; it didn't stop your heart from racing whenever you saw him; and it definitely didn't stop you from loving him.

You and Charlie kept eye contact with each other once no other words were exchanged. The silence surrounding your bodies in the living room was loud; you could even hear your light breaths and maybe even your heart ramming against your ribcage.

However, Charlie tried to make another move for the second time that day by walking slowly towards you. The stare in his eyes was so intense the arousal you felt before came back to your body, the tingling sensation lowering to your core. Without thinking, you took a step back as he kept walking towards you until you collided with the wall.

Your breathing got heavier as the air around you felt hot, the arousal only increasing more and more with the way Charlie was staring at you; what you didn't know was that he was doing it on purpose to rile you up. He loved to watch the way your chest rose up and down when he did something like this. It turned him on when he had some kind of control over you since it was unusual for him and when that happened he liked to enjoy it as much as he could.

"Do you still love me?" He asked with uncertainty.

"I don't know if I should." You answered out of spite despite wanting to say yes.

"Do you trust me?"

"I don't know if I should either."

No words were said after that. It wasn't that you didn't trust him or love him –you did, with your soul and life– but you wanted to see how the moment would go and how it would end. Would you lie to him and say you didn't want him anymore? Would you guys break up and never see each other again? Or would you confess your love and trust for him and keep it all a secret? Whatever way that conversation would go, your mind was set on not sending him to the authorities.

You were so distracted thinking about how it would all end, preparing yourself mentally and emotionally, that you didn't even notice Charlie's hand locking itself on your neck, right beneath your jawline, and leaning in to kiss you. Despite getting caught off guard, your body accepted the kiss with an eagerness never felt before.

As the kiss evolved, eventually turning into makeout session, all the doubts you were having before left your mind, the only thing remaining being the love and trust you had for him. A wave of emotions flooded your heart, making its palpitations increase, causing you to pull him closer to your body with your arms encircling around his neck.

To say he was surprised by your reaction was an understatement. Even though the love you had for one another was unconditional, he almost expected you to turn around and go straight to the police, but he was mostly relieved that you didn't. With that, he started to slowly and reluctantly slide his hands down your back, afraid you would stop him but decided to keep going when he felt you holding him even closer. Now feeling more secure and confident, he ran his hands over your waist and to your hips, pulling your pelvis against his when arousal started to rush into his body, going straight to his core.

"Do you want me?" He asked, pausing his actions.

"Yes." You didn't even hesitate to answer his question, the passion you were feeling mixing up with the physical contact only added more fervor into your veins. Right when you were about to carry on with the now heavy makeout session, Charlie stopped you by grabbing your wrist. Looking at him with a confused look in your face, you were about to ask him what was he doing when he suddenly took a step back. When he did this, your mind began to cloud itself with insecurities and second thoughts, in fear that he had regretted his decision; it almost made you prepare yourself for a heartbreak until you saw him kneeling down to grab his mask that he dropped earlier on the floor to put it back on.

"Charlie?" Without answer, he started to walk back to you, your body still pressed against the wall. Even when you couldn't see his face due to the mask, you could feel his eyes on you, watching you like a hawk. It made you feel nervous and a little scared but you kept telling yourself he wouldn't hurt you –after all you trusted him and you wanted him to know that.

Now standing in front of you again, Charlie tilted his head lightly, noticing the way your chest rose up and down due to your heavy breathing, your lips slightly parted and your eyes locked on his –or his mask.

At first, he thought about taking off the costume and let things flow between the two of you like they usually would, but now, as he stands in front you, watching the way your body reacted to him and his actions, he couldn't help but feel a sudden urge to take control, soon overtaken by a feeling of power, something he would mostly feel whenever he wore the ghostface costume for his kills. All of it only turned him on more.

You weren't far behind. If someone walked in on that moment and saw ghostface –or Charlie– in your living room cornering you against the wall, they would immediately think you were being attacked and would call the police –but that wasn't the case as the energy around the room shifted once again as your body heat increased and your heartbeat sped up as Charlie kept staring at you under that mask, causing you to feel just as aroused as he was.

Coming even closer until your bodies were touching, he grabbed your hips and pulled you close to him all over again, his hands then sliding down to your buttcheeks to bring your pelvis towards his to create some sort of friction. Noticing this, you circled your arms around his torso and buried your face in his neck, moving your hips against his clothed erection, while his hands held your ass helping your movements.

Not a single word other than each other's heavy breathing was exchanged as the two of you were humping your hips towards one another, at least not until one of his hands left your butt and you felt his fingertips going over the seam of your pajama pants, teasing you at first to arouse you even more and then going under your panties and to your pussy, using his middle and ring fingers to give you slow and light circles to your stimulated clit.

"C-Charlie..." You panted against his neck. The hand that was still holding your cheek, was brought to your chin, lifting your face from his neck in order to make you look at him, his head slightly tilted in a provoking way.

"What is it? Hmm? Does it feel good?" He asked, amusement oozing out of his voice as he kept touching your pussy.

"Y-Yes, yes, it feels s-so good." You stuttered, as you let your head fall on his shoulder.

"Yes, it does and you wanna know why? Because you're taking it like a good little slut, aren't you?" As he spoke, the words only got stuck in your throat as you felt your orgasm approaching, the only possible answers being the nods of your head and the shifting of your hips as he changed the speed of his fingers, going even faster to help you reach your peak.

"Shhh, I know, I know, there you go." He praised, his voice soft in your ear as the most earth shattering orgasm hit you, making your body tremble in his arms, the sounds of your erratic breathing only getting louder with each after shock, causing your shaking form to look like it just got a short circuit.

Charlie then removed his fingers from your underwear, wiping them on his costume without care and took a step back, giving you a minute to cool off before trying anything else. He was about to ask if you were okay but refrained himself from saying it when you suddenly brought your hands to his ankles, in an attempt to remove his costume, lifting it up and taking it off his body along with his shirt, leaving him with only his mask and jeans. As you were about to unbuckle his belt, Charlie suddenly held your hands, stopping your actions. You glanced up at him perplexed, questioning why would he stop you and wondering if he didn't want you to return the favor when all of a sudden you felt the weight of his palms on your shoulders, gently but firmly pressing on them to push you down on your knees.

"What? Isn't this what you want, hmm?" You could tell he asked it in a rhetoric way, using a taunting and condescending tone and smirking under his mask, whilst stroking your cheek and looking down at you, almost as if telling you you knew what to do. So, with little hesitation and excitement filling your body, you brought your hands to his belt loops, unbuckling them and then unbuttoning his pants, giving little kisses and licks on his firm abs and down his v-line, his hips going forward, towards your mouth as you tugged down his jeans along with his boxer briefs.

"Look at you, pretty little thing getting excited over my cock. You're such a fucking whore, aren't you, baby?" Charlie's words did nothing but arouse you even more, making you feel even more turned on to the point your own wetness was seeping through your panties.

Bringing his pants and boxers down to the middle of his thighs, you took a few seconds to admire him in all his glory, starting with his face –covered by the mask– and going down his naked torso, ending with his fully erected dick, standing long, hard and with a certain girth before grabbing his cock in your hand, kissing his underside and then wrapping your lips around his reddish tip, lightly sucking and swirling your tongue around it while using your hand to stroke him slowly and teasingly to excite him even more. You kept doing this for a while before Charlie got tired of your teasing and put a hand on the back of your upper neck and brought your head forward, taking off your hand so you could bob your head easily.

"Fuck, you're doing so good, it's like you were made to suck dick, weren't you? Maybe that's why you always look so pretty with my cock in your mouth, right? What would everyone say if they saw you right now on your knees in front of the so known ghostface, sucking him off like the dirty fucking slut you are, hmm? You'd love that, wouldn't you, baby?"

Your boyfriend's choice of words only made you move your head even faster, trying to make him reach his orgasm with his hand still at the back of your neck controlling your movements. All you could hear were his groans along with his irregular breathing as he rutted his hips against your mouth, feeling you squeeze your lips around him and running your tongue on the underside as he came and let the milky white substance fill the inside of your cheeks, watching you swallow it all.

As soon as he finished, Charlie grabbed your arm and pulled you to your feet, your knees sore from being on the floor for too long, and, without saying a single word, bended your over the arm of your couch and pulled your pajama pants down, looking at the wetness of your pussy.

"God, you're so fucking wet, is this from sucking me off? Yeah? Do you want me to fuck you? Will you be a good girl and let me fuck you? Answer me or I'll make you fuck my shoe instead of me." He said, running his middle finger up and down your pussy, circling your clit every once in a while.

"Yes, y-yes, please fuck me, please..." You panted.

He didn't answer, simply pushing your head down and lifted your hips a little, making you arch your back, and started to rub the tip of his dick on your clitoris and then at your entrance, sliding in slowly to let you adjust to him before starting to move in a slow pace, soon speeding up the rhythm of his thrusts while paying attention to your light moans.

"Fucking hell, you're such a fucking whore, fucking a murderer in your living room when no one knows who and where he is, but you love it, don't you, darling?" The way Charlie was talking only added more fire to your veins and skin, making you try and push your hips back a little to meet his thrusts, when you felt his hands gripping your thighs and sliding up and around your hips, adding more force into his thrusts, only to bring a hand to the front of your body, towards your pussy, stroking your clit to bring you to the edge.

The house was so quiet that the sounds of skin slapping, erratic breathing, grunts and moans seemed loud on your ears but it only made the two of you more excited.

"Are you gonna cum? You want me to fill you up and stuff your pretty little pussy with my cum? Is that what you want? Cum for me then, c'mon, love, you can do it, cum." Charlie panted, his voice slightly baffled by the mask that he was still wearing.

"C-Cumming, cumming –fuck– I'm cumming..." You stuttered as you felt your legs starting to shake, feeling an orgasm coming to hit you body as you shivered, it being as strong and intense as an earthquake, feeling the spurts of cum painting the walls of your pussy, as Charlie came inside you.

After taking a few minutes to gather your breaths, Charlie pulled out of you and used his shirt to clean you up and pull up your pants after taking off his mask and buttoning his jeans. The two of you were staring at each other's eyes in silence before he decided to speak.

"I'm sorry. I really am." Those were his only words before looking at the floor, not being able to look you in the eye.

"It's okay, I love you and I still trust you with my life, and even when I shouldn't I won't report you."

"Thank you, I love you so much." Nothing else was said afterwards as you locked yourselves in a passionate kiss.

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A/N: Jesus fucking christ this took me DAYS but tbh I'm just happy that it's already done😁 well I just hope that you guys enjoy the reading🤭

#charlie walker #charlie walker x reader #charlie walker smut #rory culkin #rory culkin x reader #scream iv

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itsshawtyfellas · 1 year

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A little snippet of the Charlie Walker fic that I'm working on🤭 you guys are gonna love this one😮‍💨

#charlie walker x reader #charlie walker smut #charlie walker #rory culkin #rory culkin x reader #scream iv

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itsshawtyfellas · 1 year

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If only you guys knew the way I would suck his soul, life and entire bloodline out of him until he looked like a slurped caprisun-

#i wish he would look at me like this #dear lord #i can fix him #but i can i can also fuck him #kai anderson #kai anderson x reader #kai anderson smut #evan peters #evan peters x reader #evan peters smut #ahs #american horror story

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itsshawtyfellas · 1 year

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Mirror

Pairing: Charlie Walker x fem!reader

Warnings: 18+ (mature content such as sub!charlie, dom!reader, masturbation, praise kink, edging, mommy kink)

A/N: So I've been thinking about writing another imagine but I haven't posted anything yet because I didn't have any ideas, so I decided to write something about this babygirl ever since the Rory Culkin nation started to rise (send help because I'm obsessed with that man). For all of you horny bitches, take a seat and get ready for the ride (don't mind the gif, I thought it would be perfect for the fic because of his face he looks so submissive and I love it)

It all started with a phone call.

You were in your room when your boyfriend Charlie called you, claiming he missed you and that he wanted to be close to you.

"Charlie, baby, you saw me this morning at school." You said with a small smile gracing your lips. You adored the way he could be clingy and kind of needy whether he was or not with you. It made you happy to know that he was like this with you in comparison to other guys nowadays, even though he tended to get scared and insecure that he was annoying but you always assured him you didn't think that way.

"I know, but I just want to see you and I don't want to wait until monday to kiss you." He sighed in exasperation. Your parents had forbidden you to see Charlie ever since the murders in Woodsboro started to occur. You tried to talk to them to convince them that nothing was going to happen since he lived nearby your house but they insisted you should stay in.

"Well, my parents are working late today so you can come over if you want to." The moment you said this he simply hung up after telling you he would come over in a few minutes and started to walk towards your house with a smile of contentment on his face.

Not even five minutes later, you heard the doorbell ring and you got ran out of your room to open the door and there he was with a joyful look on his baby blue eyes.

"Hi." As soon as he looked at you he couldn't help but cling to you and pressed his lips on yours. As you kissed, Charlie let you take over the kiss and you started to run your tongue against his mouth, asking for entrance, and soon, the kiss turned into a makout session with you taking control. You tried to focus on the kiss but you couldn't due to the feeling of his erection pressing against you.

"I-I'm sorry, I just couldn't stop thinking of you a-and I wanted to see you-" He said with a slight stutter in his voice. You took an once over him and took notice of how flustered he looked and sounded and eventually realized that he was feeling aroused way before he called you. The thought knowing how much he needed you turned you on to no end.

That's how you and Charlie ended in your bedroom, sitting on your bed and facing the mirror in front of you with him between your legs as you jerked him off with one of your hands as the other one kept going through his hair, caressing his face, running down his neck and shoulders, touching his toned chest and so on.

"M-mommy... p-please..." Stutters and heavy breaths kept coming out of his pretty lips while you stroked his fully erected cock up and down and ran your thumb over his reddish tip.

"Shh, it's okay, baby. You've been such a good boy, haven't you?" You asked softly as you looked at his figure on the mirror. On that exact moment, you sensed his orgasm was approaching as he shuddered slightly against your chest. To stop him from cumming already, you let go him completely for the fifth time.

"N-no, no, no, m-mommy, please l-let me cum-" At this point, Charlie was already begging and whining while humping his hips against the air to try and orgasm as you held his wrists in your hands since he already tried to finish himself off before. You waited a minute to let him breathe a little and to let him relax so you could start again.

It wasn't long until your hand took another grip of his dick and you started jerking him off slowly at first to build up his orgasm.

"Look at you, baby. You're being so good to me, aren't you?" You praised as you held his jaw in your hand to try and force his eyes on both of you.

"Y-yes, mommy."

"Good boy." The praises leaving your lips along with the feeling of your hands running over his cock faster than before and gripping his jaw were starting to send him over the edge. Meanwhile, the whimpers he was letting out along with the rutting of his hips against your hand were not only a sign that he was getting close but were also arousing you. You could feel your pussy getting wetter and wetter as you stopped yourself from sitting on his lap and ride him until neither of you could stand.

"I-I'm cumming... cumming... m-mommy please don't stop, please, p-please-" He whined, pushing his trembling hips against your hand like a little bitch, the milky white substance spurting out of his hard on as he came on your hand.

"Shh, shh, good boy, baby. Charlie, love, look at me, hmm?" You didn't want to force him into answering you since you noticed he was tired. You went to pick up a towel to clean yourselves up before lying down on your bed with his head resting on your chest.

"I love you, Charlie."

"I love you too." Sooner than later, his eyes closed and he fell asleep listening to your heartbeat.

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A/N: man this shit better be good cause it took me two hours to write this whole thing non-stop😃 btw your honor I love this white man 😮‍💨

#charlie walker #charlie walker x reader #charlie walker smut #rory culkin #ghostface #ghostface x reader #scream #scream iv #it's 2am #i'm tired

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