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oneirataxiahiraeth · 1 year
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In love w your writing, your stories, and you<3 this was amazing.
And now I’m obsessed w Klaus again.
Hi! 👋 Me again 😝. So...... Can you do a Klaus Mikaelson x reader (human or werewolf or hybrid ur choice) where the reader and Klaus paint together for the first time or where the reader asks Klaus to teach the reader how to paint and it ultimately ends up in a paint war 😆 and the story ending up with smut 😉. And the last fic I asked (Happy Valentine's Day Little Wolf) was perfect , I loved it 😍😍😍. Thank you so much for writing, sending lots of love and hugs ❤❤❤.
You painted me
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Pairing: Klaus Mikaelson x reader
Warnings: (18+) minors dni if you do then I take no responsibility, smut, oral sex (female receiving), unprotected sex (be safe!)
Word count: 1678
Description: Y/N and Klaus are friends and they paint together for the first time and it takes an unexpected turn.
Author's note: Apologies for taking so long... It’s a bit short. But I really hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing this.
ᴍɪɴᴏʀs ᴅɴɪ (𝟷𝟾+ ᴏɴʟʏ)
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Klaus and I were friends for about a year (for the past few months, I'm doubting myself whether I have more than a friend type of feelings). And we share the same special affinity with painting. Klaus' talent had always hypnotised me. When he painted he was truly at peace and I loved it. I admired the way he put so much care in to each brush stroke...
Then I shifted my eyes to my own canvas. Dipping the paint brush in the paint, I gave my finishing touches, before wiping my hands on the cloth. And finally completed it. I stepped back and admired mine for a bit.
Deciding to get a closer look at the masterpiece my friend was creating, I went over to him and wrap my arms around his waist. I had to stand on my toes to be able to see the painting over the shoulder. "It's really beautiful."
He smiled and turned his head to the side to look at me, my eyes quickly falling into his and suddenly got aware that our faces were only centimeters apart. "Did you finish yours?", he asked.
"Yeah. I did.", I replied, getting lost in his ocean blue eyes. "You're not allowed to see it though."
He furrowed his brows. "Well, why not?"
I dropped my voice to a confidential whisper, "It's a secret."
He subtly rolled his eyes and I stepped back, my hands falling to my sides.
To make things a bit more fun,... with confidence, I picked up his brush and dipped it into a random paint.
"What are you doing?", he asked.
"Nothing.", I replied with a mischievous glint in my eyes.
"Nothing?", he asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I was just going to tell you that you got something wrong.", I answered and he squinted his eyes at me.
"And what's that?"
"This!", I said as I dragged the paint brush down his face, leaving a large red stripe across it.
I backed away, giggling, as his eyes grew wide. He glared at me, barely containing the growing smile. My mischievous soul is somewhat childish, I grant you that. But it keeps me feeling more alive that I could otherwise ever be.
Klaus rushed behind me, his blinding smirk smeared because of his speed. On impulse, I turned to see what he was doing only for my eyes to meet with yellow. I gasped, paint entering your mouth, colouring my teeth as I cringed at the taste. A large stripe of paint worked from the top of my forehead to my chin.
Laughter filled the room. His laughter was so free and pure, so childish despite his years. It came to my ears as a tickle and bounce - and only a rocky heart could do anything but join in such generous mirth. And then the paint war began.
It was going on for a few minutes and his art studio looked like a mess. But we didn't care.
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I turned the faucet on and rinsed my face thoroughly, taking the paint off. I dried off my face with the towel as I came out of the bathroom.
I entered the art studio again. And that's when I saw Klaus now all cleaned up, in front of my painting, looking at it intently.
My heart began to thump harder. His eyes met mine, and he stated, "You painted me."
I blinked twice or thrice and cleared my throat. "I couldn't decide on what I should paint. And you were there in front of me, painting. So...", I trailed off, not meeting his eyes as Klaus walked out from behind my canvas and walked towards me.
I let my gaze hit the floor before his index finger lifted my chin gently. "Are you sure that's the only reason, love?"
I felt my heart in my throat as I stared at him, his ocean eyes enveloping me. A brief moment of silence passed, our slow breaths mingling with each other's gap between our faces, eyes latched onto one another's.
I didn't know who kissed who. As his lips moved with mine, all I could think about was how Klaus Mikaelson had kissed me, and how that obviously meant he felt the same way and that this was actually happening. Everything felt like a dream, like maybe I had fallen asleep and would wake up at any moment. But I didn't care. All that mattered were his lips on mine and his hands on my body.
He pulled back from the kiss and smiled at me, eyes filled with adoration. My eyes remained close for a moment before opening, our breaths mingling with each other.
"Let me take you out to dinner.", he said, looking into my eyes in an intense way.
My heart instantly paused as I stared into his deep blue eyes, the corners of my lips starting to tug into a small smile. I brushed my palm against his cheek. All this time and suddenly it turns out he had feelings for me. My hands hooked around his neck, resting my forehead against his. Then, I finally released the words. "I would love to."
We gazed into each other's eyes for a long moment, and he pulled me into his arms, our lips colliding again in a hungry demanding kiss. Our lips moved in perfect sync deepening the kiss with every second while our tongues swirled together fighting for dominance.
Our bodies pressed together and it felt as if every cell in my body was coming alive. Many times I had imagined what it would be like to be with him, to kiss him, to feel his lips on mine but this was so much better. His lips were soft and supple, and it appeared as if he had wanted this moment for a long time too.
Klaus' hands slipped down my back, hitching around my thighs a few seconds before he whispered, "Jump". I pushed my legs off the ground and wound around his waist, not quite knowing where he was taking me as he walked, hoping it was the bedroom.
I was right to hope.
We soon tumbled through his bedroom door and then I was gently laid onto his bed. He pulled his shirt off as my eyes roamed over his bare chest. I sat up before starting to lift my own shirt. A split second later the garment was lost, I laid down again.
He knelt on the bed, crawling towards me. The bed sank at his knees and my body thrummed in anticipation.
He lingered over me, eying my body before lowering himself down on me, his lips finding my mouth and kissing me hard. His lips suddenly pulled away from mine as he trailed kisses down my neck, then to my collarbone, then my chest, then my stomach. His lips teased gentle pecks around the waistband of my pants.
He pulled away and his hands slid to my back where he unclasped my bra and discarded it over the side of the bed.
With saint-like patience, his hands slowly moved down over my breasts and then slid down my stomach before finally reaching my pants.
His fingers slid into the waistband as he started to pull them down my legs along with my underwear, my heartbeats now roaring through my eardrums.
As soon as they hit the floor, my hands reached down for the waistband of his jeans, fiddling with the button before hearing the sound of the zipper opening and with a small struggle, they were off along with his boxers.
His body seemed to melt into mine before his lips started to traipse down my body, his soft pecks causing the pit of my stomach to burn. Before I knew it, his lips were kissing my inner thighs and I started to panic.
"Nik--I--um you don't have to do that if you don't want.", I blurted.
His eyes flitted up to mine as a smirk ghosted his swollen lips. "I want to.", he assured, his fingers now gripping my thighs.
"It's just--no one's ever, you know, did that before.", I admitted, shyly.
His pupils seemed to dilate until his ocean eyes were completely black, staring at me as a smirk toyed at his lips."May I be the first then?"
I slowly let my head dip in a nod.
He dived in. And my hands quickly slid into his hair, pulling it as needy moans escaped my lips. The room quickly filled with murmurs of his name.
Almost too soon, his lips started to kiss their way back up to my mouth, meeting me in an appreciative kiss.
Needing more, I pulled his body closer to mine, urging him to take the final step.
He looked at me, looking for the permission in my eyes. "Are you sure you want to do this?", he asked
"Yes.", I confirmed with a nod, making him smile.
My hands gripped his body as he started to slowly slip between my legs, a soft whimper escaping my lips as my nails dug into his skin.
He groaned as I slowly started to drag him into me, moans escaping both our lips.
His motions started off slow, but soon he began to speed up, forming a rhythm which caused both of our bodies to vibrate with pleasure. His thrusts began to jolt through my body more and more, my muscles seeming to be tightening around him.
I held onto his biceps and he continued to pound inside me until there was barely a second between each thrusts. His lips crashed against mine drowning my small scream when my orgasm tore through my body and my nails dug into his back, almost drawing blood.
A few thrusts later he reached his final high, riding through both our highs, never stopping or slowing down until we were both finished before collapsing on top of me.
As Klaus slumped to my side, heavy breaths filled the air and then he held me in his arms.
"Are you free tomorrow night?", he asked. "For the dinner, I mean."
My lips coiled into a grin as I nodded, swooping in for a small kiss.
His lips instantly started to curl, as he placed his hand on my jaw, and ran his thumb over my lips. And I leaned forward and planted another soft peck on his lips.
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oneirataxiahiraeth · 1 year
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can u write something where kai & the reader r using knife play on each other omg & blood sharing like the reader is a vampire or something that is so hot
The Red Means…
Pairing : vamp!reader x kaiparker
Warnings : mentions of blood, blood sharing, wearing, mentions of magic, choking, blood drinking, overstimulation, knife play, smut, swearing
Word Count : 5.7k
A/N :
Kai and Blood Sharing??? Kai and Knife kink??? I haven’t heard of a better idea ever in my life <3 this has been in my drafts for far too long and I haven’t posted in literally forever and I’m so sorry about it<333 but I hope you loved enjoy, this might be my longest piece yet too!
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If there was a lesson you would have loved to learn before today, it would be not to snoop around in a witch's garden.
Which is exactly what you did. Which is why you were in the exact position you were right now. Thrashing and groaning in the passenger seat of the car while Damon drove 90 miles and hour back to the boarding house.
"How and is it on a scale from 1-10?" He asked, so much concern present on his features and laced in his tone. "Y/N?! shit." He seethed when you just responded in a pain filled moan, fingernails ripping into the pristine leather of you car seat.
Your body was hot, and the amount of clothes you were wearing wasn't helping the situation in the slightest. It was a painfully familiar heat... one you felt when you first turned. Of course, it wasn't as terrible as this, but that's the only feeling you could connect this to. You didn't want to admit it, but it was hard not to. You were horny. More than usual, of course. You couldn't tell if the hunger you were also feeling was connected to this... feeling, but it certainly wasn't helping. You couldn't even keep in your fangs. They just kept coming out, making sure to have their presence known. Whatever witchy herb you managed to get yourself into was working actual numbers on you.
By the time you reached the boarding house you would've done the most sinful things to be alone with a blood bag. The plan was to lock yourself in your room, hoping that a little major self care moment and a blood bag or 5 would get rid of this insatiable hunger. But Damon wouldn't leave you. He forced himself under you, sweeping you off your feet and carrying you inside. He was worried, and you found it oh so sweet, but god you couldn't wait to get away from him. The second he figured out what was happening you'd never hear the end of it.
"Bonnie?!" Was the first name he called once he bursts through the door. "Stefan?!" He yelled again, hoping that someone would answer. "Where the hell is everybody?!" He grumbling once again.
It was at this point that you could smell it. Whatever it was. It was strong. Dominating you nose and sending the most pleasurable tingles straight to you core, causing such dampness in between your legs you feared that it's show through your jeans.
"It's so early, too early to be yelling-" Kai's voice rang through the living room as he sat up from the couch. His eyes were half closed, eyebrows raised to suspicion what's he saw the clear muddled state you were in. "and too early to be dealing with whatever that is." He groaned as he stood from the couch, letting off a moan as he stretched the sleep from his muscles. The sound eliciting a small quaint moan from you lips, which Damon took as a noise of pain.... Thankfully. "What is that exactly?" Kai asked, curiosity getting the best of him.
You could hear his foot steps growing closer to where Damon stood with you limp in his arms. You wanted to protest, the scent that struck you when you first entered growing stronger every step he grew closer, then you felt it.
Kai.
"I don't know, but something's wrong." Damon spoke, his voice in somewhat of a panic.
"Obviously." Kai remarked, the deepened of his voice earning another noise from you.
His scent. His voice. Him. You wanted it. You needed it. More than you have ever needed anything ever in your entire life. You had noticed Kai before. His smile, his eyes, the absolute charm he held, you were no stranger to it. But right now, it was like all of those things were sending you over the edge. It was a struggle knowing he was right there and having to keep yourself sane. Every fiber of your being wanted him in ways you couldn't even explain to be reasonable.
You and Kai didn't have much of a relationship. Not even a friendship to be perfectly honest. You spoke when it was necessary or you where in the same room. You got stuck alone with him from time to time which you pretended to hate but you didn't find him all that bad. Every now and again there was a bit of harmless flirting between the two of you but that was all. It was nothing totally outrageous but it was common. And you hoped like hell he didn't make any sly remark that might cause you to lose grip on whatever reality you were clinging to.
"You're a witch. Fix her!" Damon spoke up and you prepared yourself to protest... for real this time.
"Damon" you groaned, trying to push away from the the vampire holding onto you. "Let me go." You wriggled from his grip, stumbling onto your feet, knees weaker than you anticipated. You nearly fell, but of course, Kai was right there to catch you. You ducked in a sharp breath before pushing away from him, gathering everything in you to race up the stairs in just seconds. Both Damon and Kai stood confused for only a moment before hearing a room door slam shut.
"Geez... what did you do to her?" Kai asked, a light tone in his voice.
"I didn't anything!" Damon defended only to get a raised eyebrow in response. "We were searching for some weird herb Bonnie had been looking for and she ran into this plant and started acting all weird-"
"Herbs?"
"Yes, herbs! I don't know what was what but obviously whatever it is she got into is messing her up bad."
You locked the door right behind you. Almost immediately, you began to shed off all the constricting clothing you had on. You were such a mess it felt humiliating. A light sweat breaking out across your skin as laid out across your bed, immediately trying to find some sort of relief.
You mumbled out curse words, and thought of the most erotic things your mind could imagine but none of them good enough. Not when you remembered the best sex you've ever had, or you're favorite porn video. Not even when you switched position, trying the usual things that have you trembling with pleasure by the time you were done. Nothing. None of it was working and you knew exactly why. Because they were him. The scent of him still lingered in your nose, filling in the images in your mind with him face. Your demented sick brain thinking of all the things you would allow him to do to you. Thinking of what it would feel like to be pinned down and beg for mercy at the likes of him. Nothing even brought you close until you're mind began flooding with thoughts of him. Even then, even as you felt the built up nothing stuck. It would be so good then slip away almost immediately.
This was certainly going to be a long night.
"I-I-I don't know, it was spiky and she said it like pricked her finger and she started feeling weird." Damon spoke, pacing back and forth in the living room as he tried explaining to Kai what happened step by step.
"I'd have to go up and ask her about more symptoms but there's not much I can do with that." Kai answered honestly.
"What do you mean? How many prickly plants do you know that can this?"
"None. But what you just described sounds like a cactus. And the spindle from sleeping beauty."
"Minus the sleeping and the beauty part." Damon cracked. "I'll call Bonnie and see what she can find out, but just do something to fix her, even if it's just momentarily." Damon sighed, before pulling out his phone and walking off.
You cried out once again in frustration, back flopping down from its arch as you managed to edge yourself for the 4th time in the past 14 minutes. You were on the edge and slowly breaking down. With all your whines and panting you almost didn't hearing the footsteps coming quickly down the hall. The scent attached to Kai became stronger and you prayed he wasn't coming to check on you. Seeing him right now was dangerous for you. With the quaking hunger and the lustful desires for him, you didn't know whether you'd be able to keep your cool once you saw him.
"Y/N?" There was a soft knock at the door. You popped up from your bed, cursing to yourself as you hurried trying to find the clothes you tossed all around the room. "Are you okay? I mean- I know you're not okay, but are you like dead or something?" He asked, tone light and warm. "Don't respond if you are." He smiled to himself at the joke.
"Go away." You groaned, slipping up your underwear seconds before the door began to open.
You were a sweaty mess, parts of your skin more red than other, your face was a shade lighter than the rest of your body, and you stood in an awkward stance trying to cover yourself which really helped nothing.
"Oh wow." Kai blinked, not caring enough to look away at first.
"The door was locked for a reason!" You whined before he turned his head to the side after ogling the hell out of you.
"Was it?" He hummed in response knowing full well he had unlocked the door with his magic before coming in. Of course, if he had known you were half naked, he wouldn't have entered. "I uhm... didn't notice." Slowly he began turn his head back to you, making sure to keep his eyes level to yours, which was possibly the cruelest thing he could've done in that moment.
"What? What do you want?!" You snapped, dang making their appearance as you noticed the redness in his cheeks and the points of his ears. There was a single vein sticking out of the left side of his neck and you swore you could hear his heart pounding your name every 2 seconds.
"Damon told me a little about the plant you ran into but I need to be sure about the symptoms before I can start looking into anything to help." He explained and you let out a harsh sigh.
"I don't know- I don't know- I don't- fuck." You bent over, hands on your knees as you felt the waves of hunger and shocks of pleasure flowing through you. "I'm so..." horny. "Hungry."
"... like burger hungry or-"
"I need blood, kai!" You griped and he nodded. You stood straight quickly, eyes back on his, fighting against the urges but for some reason you just had to be closer. "I need. blood." you were face to face with him in seconds. His scent fueling every drive you had.
"Good, I figured, so I brought you this." He moved his hand from his back to reveal the blood bag he bought from the cellar. "I didn't know which type you preferred so I just grabbed one." Without question you snatched the bag from his hands, tearing into it without guilt.
At first it tasted like you've never eaten anything before in your life... then... it started tasting like rotten flesh. So your raced to the trash can to spit it out.
"No, no, no" you cried shoving the blood bag away from you. Kai watched in confusion before picking up the bag that stopped just inches away from him.
Could you be hungry for him too?
"So..." kai hummed blandly. "Your not hungry?"
"This isn't funny!" You scolded but he just smiled.
"I'm not laughing."
"Get out! Please just leave me alone!" You begged but that didn't really work on him.
"Damon said I had to fix you."
"You can't fix me!" You stated.
"I take that as a challenge." He hummed, and the sultry in his voice made you nearly melt into the floor. "Maybe you just need fresh blood." You stood from the trash, refusing to face him. Looking at him would result in a rush of feelings that you didn't need. "Come on." He held out his wrist as if he wasn't playing with his life.
"Are you out of your mind? Get the hell out!" You'd napped but still he didn't budge.
"Don't make this difficult." He sighed. Then you turned, using the scariest vamp face you could, baring your teeth, threatening him once more. "Motus." He said calmly, bringing you right into his grasped against your already weak will. Your neck found home right in the palm of his hand, earning a particularly filthy moan. His eyes widened for just a moment, head tilted to the side at the reaction.
With the lack of clothing, body rejecting the blood, and slightly trembling in his hands, all of this started to piece together in his mind.
"That's... interesting." He squeezed his fingers around your neck very slightly earning another noise which sent a jolt of excitement through him.
"Kai please" you whimpered, hands wrapping around his arm. You easily could've pried him off of you, but you didn't want to. You needed him on you, you needed him so bad it hurt.
"I think I know what plant you ran into now." He hummed as if it was no big deal. "And luckily for you, I know a few ways to stop... this" he scanned you up and down, hand not budging around your burning skin.
"I'll do anything, kai, please just fix me." You begged with tears in your eyes.
"It's not actually that simple." He released you from his grip, hand dropping slowly, watching as your lips formed a tiny pout. "You ran into some ancient herb with a name way to Long to pronounce correctly that stimulates certain hormones. Your senses are on overdrive, like how they'd be when you first turned. You became faster, stronger, you're hearing and sight grew better, it's all that 10x over." He explained.
"So like vampire steroids?"
"Something like that." Kai shrugged. "You said your hungry, but your body rejected the blood, so it could be that you need fresh blood." He spoke, holding out his arm for you. "Take the fresh blood." He spoke, but you just shook your head. "Obviously you want it no need to be stubborn about to, y/n." He rolled his eyes and you struggled to keep away from his offer. "You don't understand I-I can't drink from you."
"Oh my god, you people are so dramatic these days." Kai groaned. He took the blood bag in his other hand and brought it to his mouth. His eyes flickered to you before mumbling a quick "you are so gonna owe me for this" and taking a bit of the blood into his mouth. You watched in shock, core quivering at the sight of him, a drop of blood hanging off his lip before he shook his head, mixing the blood in his mouth to get it warm.
Since you couldn't drink the cold blood, and refused to drink directly from him, maybe body temperature blood would do the trick.
He grabbed you again, you closer. His hand found the back of your neck, leaning you head back. You opened you mouth to protest before you could feel his lips on yours.
You let off a muffled moan, inviting the screaming pleasure in your panties to fill your mind as the hot blood trickled into your mouth. Soon you became less concerned with the blood and more concerned with the way his hands kept you in place. You wished they would travel to regions you've just spent exploring, but the stayed in place. Almost as if he was trying to be gentleman about what was happening.
"You're a way better kisser than I thought." Kai hummed once he figured he'd given you all the blood he had in his mouth. He released you once again, earning a soft whine. "How do you feel?"
"I uhm, I don't- oh my god" you huffed, trying to catch your breath. "the uhm- it was warm I think I uhm, I don't know" you rambled trying to look everywhere but him. Then that when you felt it... again.
You raced back to the trash can, rejecting the human temped blood into the now tainted white bag.
"And now I have my answer." Kai nodded.
"What?" You wiped the blood from your lips looking back to the siphon.
"Besides hunger what else do you feel?" He asked and you felt your stomach tighten.
"I don't know what your talking about..."
"The plant Damon described originates somewhere the Middle East. It's extremely rare, and is commonly find is some of the oldest, most powerful "love" spells ever recorded in any grimoire." He went on to explain. "Along with your senses, the plant amplifies you're wants and desires, especially wants and desires involving a particular person."
"Ok..."
"I guess what I'm asking is... without being too vulgar... are you horny?"
"How fast can you fix me?" You blinked, lips in a tight line.
"Well, that's the tricky part. I can't necessarily 'fix' you unless you're like totally obsessed with me" he smirked and you felt your heart drop. "Along with the hunger you should being lusting for a specific person and if you haven't pieced it together by now, in order to stop all this..."
"I need to have sex with the 'object of my desires'" you're face scrunched at the words and he nodded.
"Pretty neat how this witchy stuff works huh?" Kai smiled. "You also have to feed on them. I actually remember back in the prison world that it's better to do both preferably at the same time, the adrenaline causes a-"
"There's another fix right? Another way to stop this?" You gripped the trash can.
"Somewhat. I could cast a spell to speed up the process for you-"
"Why didn't you lead with that?!"
"You're cute when you get flustered" he winked "and you'd be in excruciating pain for the next 17 hours... and this way doesn't ensure that the plants effect will entirely wear off." He shrugged.
"What?!"
"Of course you could also wait this out but that'd be like a good few days, or weeks, months even." He spoke as if this wasn't the hardest news to hear.
"So my options are-"
"Breakfast in bed, excruciating pain with side effects, or you can stay like this" kai smiled widely.
"Fuck." You whined.
"So the first choice?" He spoke.
"Y- no! No no no." You whined. "The first option is out of the question!"
"It'd be the quickest and least painful." He tried but you weren't budging.
"Oh my god, please shut up."
"Just text whoever it is, and ask them to help. The worst they could do is say no, and besides who wouldn't want to-" his mouth was moving so fast he couldn't even process the thoughts being spewed out before he caught himself. "help... you..." he cleared his throat.
"You don't understand!" Your tone was a little more assertive than before which caught his attention. "Please just get out!" He didn't argue this time.
He stared at you for just a moment before walking out and closing the door. He stood outside of the door, staring at the knob. Slowly, in what might have been his narcissism chipping away at his brain he started putting pieces together. Horny. Hungry. Wouldn't feed from him. You kept the blood in his mouth down longer than it coming straight from the bag, which didn't make sense. You should've had the same immediate reaction. Kai stood there confused and hesitant. If what he was thinking was true, he had to be the dumbest person on earth not to see it before. Or maybe if it was wrong, the most self centered.
Before he could stop himself he opened the door once again. You were now hunched over the bed, breathing heavy, head hanging down, trying to ignore the temptation that just won't seem to go away.
Kai reached into his back pocket, walking closer to the bed. He pulled out a small switch knife. It had a black steeled blade with red markings, and silver engravings. It was sharp enough to slice through a piece of paper and to draw out just the smallest bit of blood with going too deep in the skin.
"One more thing before I go." He hummed, bringing the blade to his hand and slicing the edge of his palm. Blood immediately surged to the area, slowly pooling in the cut before slowly gliding around his hand.
Your head snapped up at the increasing smell of him. He was right next to you at this point, basically shoving himself in your face. It was like he wanted to break you. Wanted you to fail in whatever moral mission you were trying to accomplish.
"What are you doing?" You tried to back away but it was useless.
"Just one drink." You were frozen still, as Kai walked around you. His chest brushing against your back, arm wrapped around you, bringing his wounded hand up to your trembling lips. You had tears in your eyes, fangs out and ready as you tried fighting it. "Just one."
"Please don't, I can't." You whimpered, as he touched your lip with the blood oozing from him palm. It was too hard to resist it. The second your tongue darted out to taste it, it felt like something took over you completely. Your lips connecting to his flesh, your hands gripping his wrist as you used him as a wall to keep yourself from falling over.
He fought himself from smiling as you licked up the blood from his hand, continuing to nurse the wound, but never using your fangs.
"Good girl, that wasn't so hard was it?" Kai placed his hand on your waist, fingers sending the dirtiest of thought coursing through you. "Can you keep it down?" His voice was almost a whisper, and he almost felt silly when you didn't respond right away.
"I... I need more." You're grip on his wrist lightened as you turned to face the siphon.
"Why didn't you tell me before? I don't bite." He teased. "I'm not complaining though, that blood bit before? That was hot."
"If you don't leave, I don't think-"
"If I wanted you to control yourself I wouldn't be in here." Kai grumbled as if he'd heard this speech a million times.
"I don't think you understand what your saying."
"Fine. I'll make the first move." He grabbed your face before muttering a quick "again."
Your lips connecting so harshly, barely giving you anytime to think. You melted right into him, hands choosing to get lost in the hair at the nape of his neck. The scruff from his freshly grown beard scraping against your face. You couldn't say you minded it at all, but even with giving info just one of your desires it still wasn't enough.
"No, no, I can't" you mumbled against his lips. You were trembling, and you could still taste the blood on his lips but it wasn't making you sick. It felt good. You're skin didn't feel as hot, and those coils in your stomach were getting just a bit looser. "please don't do this-"
He took his same knife, introduced the blade to a fresh patch of skin on his wrist. The dark blade drawing red lines, just overloading the poor vampires senses. You let out a sharp noise, as he brought the flesh back up in front of you.
"You said you needed more right? Take it." His voice was deep and so sure.
You were weak. That's the only way you could describe this. Your fangs sunk right into the wound, a moan leaving your lips at the taste. Kai's hands rested on the back of your head as you tried your best to control yourself. His head growing lighter, and pants a bit tighter. Maybe he shouldn't have, but he couldn't help it, this was just
"I want to." He let out breathily.
"What if I hurt you?"
"I can take a little pain."
"What if Damon-"
"The more the merrier"
"Kai please-"
"The next words out of your mouth better be good."
"Fuck me."
You're back hit the mattress in only a matter on minutes. Kai climbing on top of you without thought. You legs spread to welcoming him his presence. His hips resting against yours as your lips connected once more. The kisses were sloppy, passionate, and rough. You didn't care to hide your moans, or whines as you felt his jeans graze against the soft damp fabric of your panties.
"Need you to touch me" you panted, hands gliding under his shirt, feeling the smooth skin beneath. Part of you wished you could just crawl into his skin, getting as closer as possible to relief. "Please." There was so much desperation in your voice it was just so hard not to give in.
The kisses just got less and less composed, kiss lips leaving trails all along your jawline, suck bruises that wouldn't last for more than a few seconds. You pleaded and begged for more, whining and you felt his hand slip into your ruined panties. Kai was shocked at how wet you were, his fingers just slipped right through your folds, like you'd been waiting for him your entire existence. Part of him knew it was just the plant and the increased libido, the other part of him chose to focus on the fact that he was the only one who can satisfy you in this state. You wanted him this bad. And he was surely going to soak it in.
"Please I need it so bad" you we're near tears, frustration and somewhat of discomfort raging through you.
He obliged, slipping one finger into your entrance. You left out a soft moan, gripping his biceps a little tighter than you had, signaling him for more. So he gave you more. Your blinking became inconsistent, eyes not knowing whether they wanted to stare at him or fall back. He watched carefully as he pumped in just two fingers, scissoring them in as his hand slowly became covered in your slick. Every thrust of his fingers his palm came in contact with your clit. The most sinful lewd wet sounds filling the air along with your beautiful cries and pants.
"God, I thought your voice was hot before, but this is just something else" he chuckled, the sound echoing through your mind sending you right over the edge.
"Fuck" you cried out, breathing erratic and stomach tightening as you get just a bit of the pressure release before it built back up again. "I need more. Please, I need it I need you"
"You have such good manners." Kai smiled, leaning down to press a kiss to your neck.
"I need you inside of me, Kai." You pleaded, only seeing how amused Kai was by the situation. His smile making the vein on the side of his neck more prominent than usual. "This will make the hunger go away right? This will help?" You asked, naked bloody thought coursing through your mind.
"Nope, you still have to feed." Kai spoke, removing his hand from you panties, fingers glossy and covered with your arousal. Without thought he sucked off the slick from his hand, moaning at the taste, pushing his crotch a bit more into yours making sure you could feel the bulge growing in his pants. "You won't hurt me, y/n, I'll live." He stated but you just couldn't. You couldn't even look at him, it was too much. The touching, his voice, his scent, it was clouding over everything. "Y/N." He spoke again, using a hand to grip onto you chin, forcing you to look back up to him.
"just give me time," you're voice was small. "I can't- not now... I really just need you inside of me."
   "don't act so sweet now, y/n, what do you want?" He teased, dropping the matter of feeding... for now.
    "I want you in-"
"What do you want." He repeated, not happy with the answer she was trying to provide.
    "Please Fuck me." She whined. "I need your cock in me so bad, Kai." He wasted no time in giving into the girl underneath him.
It was slow and sensual. You're jaw fell as he pushed so deep into you, you could practically taste him on your tongue. You're eyes were struggling to stay open, jaw trembling as you let out a high pitched squeak.
If you knew how good this would feel before, you would've been a lot less hesitant earlier.
"Shit" he groaned, your grip on his arms tightening as your hips connected. "You're so fucking tight"
"I'm so close, kai, please" you whined.
His hips retracted before slamming into you once more. The sinful noises out of your mouth filled the air, and suddenly nothing mattered. You didn't care that Damon could possibly hear, or about the amount of judgement you'd face once this was all over. You felt the best and worse you love ever felt at the same time, just chasing after a feeling that only Kai was able to gift to you.
    "Fuck you're so deep" you cried out, mind spiraling to depths you e never experienced before.
   His grunts filled you're ears as his head dipped down. Sounds so raw and beautiful just sweetening the moment.
  But you could feel it. That hunger. It was so strong, so needy, you couldn't fight against it. You're fangs exposed themselves against your will. Veins under you eyes showcasing themselves as you tried to contain the emotion. His skin was just so close to yours it made it hard to resist. His neck on display right next to your face. The light layer of sweat he built up calling your name.
   You tongue darted out, tasting the salty mess he worked up.
    "I'm so sorry" you're whimpered  out, not giving much warning as to what you were about to do. You fangs came in contact with the sensitive skin on his neck, sinking in so deeply you swore you heard a moan from the man currently fucking the life out of you.
   "Shit" he groaned, slowly his movements as you took what you deemed necessary. Hips grinding up into his, to provide yourself even more pleasure. It didn't take long. With the taste of his blood taking over your tongue and his cock twitching inside of you feeling like it was almost ready to burst, you couldn't help it. “Holy shit” he moaned out.
It was euphoric, but you still needed more. You nothing something more.
“Harder, please give it to me harder”
“Got my cock and my blood, yet your still not satisfied?” The siphon teased, blood now rolling from his wounds. Every now and then a drop falling onto you chest, and he pounded into you.
“Oh fuck, that’s so good” you had tears in your eyes, finally feeling some relief that hopefully would’ve been permanent. You’re hands now feelings over his blushing muscles, smearing blood against his skin, getting the liquid sex all over your fingers and deep into your cuticles. He watched as you popped three blood coated fingers into your mouth, sucking off the juices very carefully. Moaning loudly as he showed no mercy to you.
After a few seconds of lightheaded mess from loss of blood, Kai took a quick look around before locating the long disregarded pocket knife from earlier. At the foot of the bed, which was easy to acquire, he flipped out the blade and choose the spot he wanted.
He snatched your fingers from your mouth, earning a pouty whine. Like a scene from the more erotic movie he then replace your tongue with his, finishing the job you started, and doing it oh so well. You watched in awe, as he took his blade, slicing you once across the wrist, immediately bringing the skin up to his mouth before the wound could close. Your jaw dropped at the notion.
Blood sharing was something so… intimate… personal. Something you had never seen you’re doing with someone in a million years. Yet here you were getting the immortality fucked out of you while your crush fed on you.
That was just enough to send you spiraling.
Your legs began to twitch, can’t tightening around his cock. Tears slipping down your cheek, and your free hand gripping the sheets so tightly you swore you heard a ripping sound. Kai had never witnessed such a erotic sight, you eyes struggling to stay open, and you body shivering as he continued to fuck you through your high. The tightness and the way you cried out his name over and over like it was the only thing you could say sent him over the edge. Once he felt he was as deep as he could get he let himself go, hips stiffening, breathing heavy, and warm seed painting your hot walls without concern from either of you.
And that’s when you noticed it.
The pain. The discomfort. It was gone.
“Holy Fuck” kai pants out, slowly allowing himself to collapse on top of you.
The two do you laid there for a few moments in simple silence. Kai hadn’t even thought about pulling out, his seed sitting inside of you causing you a fullness in two different ways. You caught your breaths together, legs still trembling from the mind numbing orgasms.
“That was… uhm… really good.” You spoke, voice low and kinda of raspy.
“We should’ve done that way sooner.” Kai chuckles, his head resting next to you neck. “God that was amazing.” You smiled, heart picking up in pace.
“Thank you, by the way-”
“No thank you, if you weren’t as clueless as you were you wouldn’t have found that plant, and you never would’ve told me how you felt about me and then-”
“And back to being an ass”
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Some Unholy War
Malachi Parker x fem!poc!OC
Warnings : teasers, mentions of violence, swearing
A/N :
This is the Character reveal for the book I am releasing on Wattpad on Halloween day<3 the book is called “Some Unholy War” and takes place at the beginning of season 6 with some major plot changes to make the OC the main focus! I hope you guys enjoy this teaser!
Prologue already posted on Wattpad!
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“I would sacrifice everything. Any person, place, artifact, I mean I would burn every single one of you at the fucking stake just to not feel alone anymore. So don’t stand there and tell me I’m not ‘in my right mind’ because for the first time in years my mind is the rightest it’s ever been.”
Status : Human x Vampire Hunter
Skills : Hand to Hand combat, Medical training, Tracking, History Buff
Zodiac : Libra
Malachi
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“I think mentally she’s insane. Nothing wrong with that, of course. However, it might cause a problem… for you. I am in her good graces at the moment, but you? You better hope that there’s still a shred of humanity after she hears about what you’ve done…”
Status : Siphon
Skills : Culinary genius, Fluent in Latin, Lying
Zodiac : Gemini
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New Kai FanFic being posted on Wattpad soon, I don’t have Ao3 but if I got it would you beautiful peoples like me to upload on there as well?
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Also I think you guys are going to like this story, or at least I hope you do<3 I’ll post teasers and sneak peaks on here of course very soon, so look out for those!
My Wattpad is Oneirataxiahiraeth just like my user on here!
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Queen of Kings
Pairings : fem!reader x spencerreid
Warnings : swearing, mentions of violence, Morgan being noisy, the team instigating, smut, face riding, unprotected sex, sub!spence x dom!reader, switching POV’s
Word Count : 2.3k
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“y/n.” Spencer merely stated. He said nothing else but you simply knew the constant clicking of your own was driving him absolutely insane. So you stopped. Like any normal person would do when they could sense their partner a bit tired of their antics.
“sorry.” She mumbled, as Garcia went on presenting the case.
Morgan and JJ gave each other discreet looks before the two shook theirs heads. It was an office wide thought that before you and Spencer had began dating you would be the ‘man’ of the relationship. Based on how you handle yourself and your work you radiated that strong dominate hand vibes. Spencer… did not. Honestly everyone thought that he’d be following you around like a lost puppy, but it’s been the other way around.
You stop by his desk 20 times a day, asking if he’s hungry, or thirsty, or tired, etc… every meeting you steal the spot on his left, making sure your hand was right on his unless either of you needed to write something down. It was know an office wide thought that Spencer had more ‘man’ in him than was originally thought. He walked around like he was the shit, and you followed because you truly thought he was. It was almost hilarious how wrong they could’ve been. And though it’s never been brought to either of your attention, you’ve definitely noticed the change in dynamics around the office.
“alright, wheels up in 30.” Hotch sighed, as he stood from his seat.
You turned to Spencer waiting for him to stand before you followed. He reached out his hand for you, and you took it, allowing the assistance up.
At this point, watching the two of you Morgan couldn’t keep it in. He let out soft laugh, shaking his head as he packed up all of his paper into the file he was given. Everyone stopped to look at the man they were convinced had gone crazy. JJ had joined him with slight laughter, everyone now staring at the weird pair.
“I think they’ve finally snapped.” Garcia take a step back as if their crazy was contagious.
“No, no, it’s-” Morgan sighed, looking up at the two before shaking his head again. “It’s nothing.” He dismissed, standing from his seat.
“What?” You asked. The way he looked at the two of you, you could tell it was something about one of you… or both. And you were never one for being kept out of the loop. “Why’d you just look at us like that?” You questioned, crossing your arms and he shrugged.
“I just… I can’t grasp the dynamic you two have.” Derek shrugged, answering honestly and everyone relaxed.
They two were curious, even Hotch, but none of them actually said a word. Emily smiled as she realized Morgan finally cracked with curiosity, winning the bet she had made with Rossi between Morgan and Garcia. Your eyebrows furrowed as Reid tilted his head to the side.
“Our dynamic…?” Reid questioned.
“Yeah, the way you two work is just… odd.” Morgan continued. “Y/N is this bad ass in the field, she kicks down doors and make grown men cry, and you… are a human calculator.” He teased. “You would think
Y/N would be the one leading you around.”
“You think I couldn’t be the ‘dominate’ one in a relationship?” Reid asked, his voice so soft and innocent, almost answering his own question.
“No I think you’d couldn’t be the dominant one in a relationship with, Y/N.” Morgan replied, everyone watching closely.
“Patience baby” you hummed, teasing your slit with the tip of his cock. You watched his face twist with desperation, and pleasure, making a mental note of the scene as if it’s be the last time you’d see it.
“Please, I need it so bad, please” he begged, hands bound behind him by pretty green velvet ropes he picked out himself. He had a light layer of sweat building on his skin, cheeks red and pupils disliked to high hell. He was truly a sight for sore eyes, and you were loving every single second of it.
“I know, baby, but you’re just so fun to play with.” You brushed, a damp strand of hair away from his face, acknowledging your cruelty. “but since you’ve been such a good sport…” you smiled softly, lowering yourself on his cock. He whimpered a thank you, as you let out a moan going down.
“Spencer couldn’t even ask you out on a date, y/n.” Morgan brought up. It was a long time ago, and Spencer was so nervous he couldn’t even speak without fumbling over his words around you. Eventually everyone got fed up with the rambling and told you to catch the hint. Which you did, thankfully, you asked him out. “He couldn’t even look you in the eye for the first 4 months you came here.” He added. “You expect me to believe the same guy who forgot his own name the first time you met wears the pants in the relationship?”
This was obviously a serious topic for the agent. It had been eating at him for weeks. As much as he was joking, he was also seriously curious.
“I feel like it’s a mutual-” Spencer began.
“Bull.” Rossi interrupted from the corner.
“Neither one of us wears the pants… we each wear our… own… clothes…”
“He just said you’re name when you were clicking you’re pen and you stopped before he even finished.” JJ mentioned.
“I was being a little annoying.” You shrugged.
“How did you know he wanted you to stop clicking the pen.”
“If I didn’t know then I would say I shouldn’t be a professional FBI agent in the Behavioral Analysis Unit.” You responded. “Is this what you guys do in your free time? Question the dynamics of our relationships?” You asked and some nodded, others just stood in shame.
“I just find it hard to believe.” Morgan shrugged.
“Fuck Spence, your so fucking good.” You moaned, bouncing up and down as his head was thrown back, panting like he’d just run a 5k marathon. You were so close to your orgasm, it felt cruel to both of you to stop now… so you did. You lifted yourself completely off of him earning the brattiest whine you’ve ever heard come from the man.
“y/n.” He grumbled.
“I’m sorry baby, did I give you permission to cum?” You frowned playfully. “Don’t get an attitude now, sweet boy, we still have the whole night to play.” You hummed, pressing your lips against his neck over the reddening spots you created not too long ago.
“I can’t- I can’t for much longer, please let me cum.” He pleaded, his voice so helpless and tired you were so tempted to just untie him and let him fuck you however he wanted.
“You’re so spoiled, it’s sick.” He moaned. “I give you everything you could possibly want and you still want more…”
“I’m sorry, baby I just-”
“Am I not enough for you?”
“No you’re perfect, I love you.” He panted.
“Do I not satisfy you, Spence?”
“You do, fuck, you do.” He shuddered. “I’m sorry.”
“Would you rather some other woman be here right now… touching you like this?” You asked. His head shot up right, shaking violently, eyes foggy and glazed over with lust and desperation it might’ve been the hottest thing you’ve ever seen.
“No, no, never that, just you, I just want you.” He tugged at the ropes, binding his wrists.
“I don’t think I believe you…” you teased, nails lightly raking down his bare chest.
“Let me make it up to you.” He begged, “let me make you feel good.”
“Hotch are you hearing this?” You turned to your dark haired boss who seemed wildly amused. “I’m pretty sure this is considering workplace harassment.” You joked, but he just shook his head.
“So if the two of you making out in front of my car every morning before clocking in.” He shrugged.
“Throughout all of this, you have never denied the fact that Spencer is the dominating presence in your relationship.” Garcia put out there, shutting her lips as you starred at her in betrayal. You looked back to Spencer who just seemed a bit underwhelmed and like he was expecting this to happen. And knowing him, he probably was.
“I’m just confused as to how that works…” Emily tilted her head. “Like in the bedroom do you-”
“Emily!” You groaned.
“Whaaat?” Her eyes rolled. “You don’t seem like the type to… go quietly.” She filtered her words. You looked back to Spencer who looked to you, ready to accept whatever you put out there.
Spencer didn’t mind the team knowing that were the one in the relationship who “wore the pants” It’s not like the weren’t thinking it anyways. Spencer held a certain professional status outside of his personal life and you respected that. Neither one of you brought your personal lives in you work, at least you tried not to. He would get teased for months, and hassled for questions about his sex life, but he wouldn’t mind. He knew you’d be there to curse them all out before any question got too personal.
“Does it matter?” You questioned.
“Yes.”
“Yes.”
“Very Much”
“We wouldn’t be asking if it wasn’t”
“Yup”
They all spoke in unison.
“Y/N’s the pants.” Spencer spoke up. The all looked at him and you started in shock.
“I knew it!” Morgan slammed his file against the desk.
He moaned into your flesh, tongue darting in and out of your count as you utilized the headboard behind him. His hands gripped on tightly to your thighs, making sure he had no room to breath regular air. Just you and your scent, he wanted to suffocate in the likes of you. You moaned were loud and erratic.
“Oh my god, Spence, I’m gonna cum.” You whined, body thrashing against him, leaving forward as your hips rolled down, pushing yourself harsher up against his tongue. “I’m cumming, I’m cumming, fuck I’m- fuck” you cried out, body vibrating as pleasure went ripping through you. Vision blurring for a quick moment, as yours body stiffened above him. He didn’t stop at the announcement, in fact he kept going. His lips wrapped around your clot causing you to cry out, not allowing you any chance for a breather. Whether it was to provide you with extra pleasure or find time to hid the fact that he came just from the simple pleasure of you riding his face.
“Spence I can’t m’too sensitive.” You pleaded but he didn’t stop, slurping and licking up all the juices you were leaking on to him. His chin covered in your slick, tongue coated in cum, he felt like he was in heaven. “Shit” you whined, finding the little strength in you to pulling yourself away from him, collapsing besides him on the bed.
“Did I do good?” He asked and you nodded.
“You did perfect, Baby, s’good.” You trembled slightly at the after shocks.
“I might have uhm…” he frowned for a moment and you shook you head.
“It’s fine baby, I know.” You nodded, “you did so good for me, you deserved it.” You hummed and he smiled once again. “But I want you to do one more thing for me okay?” You asked and he nodded.
There was a need for any questions. He was ready to do whatever you wanted for him.
“Fuck me.”
“Do you make him call you, Mistress?”
With all that hassle, and reading from previous years Spencer was certain he’d get the heat of all this. Fortunately for him, it was you taking the hit. As everyone did their own analysis on the case filed, everyone 5 minutes someone popped up with a new question.
“Morgan, what the hell?!” You scoffed, and he shrugged.
“It’s a serious question, and I need a serious answer.” He admitted. “As a profiler I could come up with mine own conclusions, but I like to get my information from the source.” He claimed.
“Do you role play?” Emily peaked her head over the chair. “You know, like bad cop and criminal, or teacher and student-”
“Does he call you mommy?”
“Shit” you cried, bawling up the sheets in your hand as you moaned out.
Spencer hand his hands on your hips, using them the fuck into you the way exact way he knew you like. This way brought the loudest noises out of you, and even made you squirt once or twice before. This was your favorite position, and the one you gave him all the power with whenever he fucked you.
“You’re so pretty” he commented out of breath, and so close to letting go once again.
He could tell you were already close. Cunt convulsing around him, squeezing him so tight as if you were begging for him to fill you up with his seed. Your legs were already beginning to tremble and you could feel yourself slipping into a blank mind. He was in total control now. You were just a babbling mess begging for him to get you where you needed to be.
“Please cum in me, please Spence, want it so bad.” You begged, back arching into his chest, as your eyes watered the closer you got to falling apart around him. “Want you to fill me up, please.”
“Yes ma’am.” He huffed out.
Even when he was in power, even when he had the upper hand, he still knew you were in charge. It was always you.
Just as he felt your body begin to stiffen and tremble, he thrusted one last time. He made sure to stuff himself as far into you as he humanly could before releasing his seed into your cunt. Warm white strings of seed painted you sensitive insides, leaving his mark in you, and making sure you felt it. He milked himself dry in your cunt before pulling out slow enough to make sure everything stayed inside. You’re body limp and fucked out of energy, along with his now laying right next to you.
“I’m filing a complaint to Strauss when we get back.” You joked, causing your friends to laugh.
“Seriously though, does he let you tie him up?”
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Perfect Moments
Pairings : fem!reader x stephenstrange
Warnings : swearing, a bit of angst, not proofread, written in like 10 minutes bc it was on the tip of my brain, smut, unprotected p in v
Word Count : 1.4k
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Stephen Strange was waddling on a very thin line. 
   At first you tried to deny it, but eventually all of your denial and momentary heartbreaks started to catch up with you. There was no more, 'I'll deal with it tomorrow', or 'talk about it later', now. It had to be dealt with now. And no matter how hard you tried, and how hard you cried, you couldn't bring yourself to do it.
   You watched as he rested peacefully next to you. A bit of resentment in your longing stare. Self loathing in the tears brewing at the bottom of your eyes. Threatening to spill over and stain your cheeks, but you fought against it for as long as you could. You didn't want to love him. It wasn't a choice you could make. It was just a natural feeling now. You were too far in the hole to be able and claw yourself out. As angry as you were, all it would take as a simple glance and you'd fall right back into his evil spell. 
   "y/n." you froze in place. He grogged out, not even opening his eyes to see you. His arm extended outwards behind you, feeling around the empty pillows and space of the mattress. "are you going to the kitchen?" He hummed, and you struggled before humming a quick yes. If he heard any whimper or cracking in your voice he would open his eyes... if he even cared enough. "can you get me some water?" he asked, and you sighed.
   "yes." You blinked, the tears finally falling down your cheeks. They went quickly, coming out as quickly as they possibly could.
    You got up from the bed, welcoming the cold air around your body. Slowly, but surely you slugged your way to the kitchen. You kept it dark, and moved silently. You took this separation from the wizard as a chance to think. You leaned on the counter, head in hands, tears drying as you simply 'got a grip'. No use in crying for someone who wasn't dead. He was here, present, and he loved you. You knew he did, and how fair of you was it to be angry that he wasn't loving you the way you wanted. It was selfish and mean. He was loving you in the best way he knew how.
   By abandoning you at your birthday dinner, and forgetting anniversaries, and never being around when you truly need him. He loved you by, never acknowledging his wrongs enough to fix them, and working every hour of the day to ensure you spent no time together. He loved you by doing what he did best.
   "you okay?" The sluggish man groaned from the doorway. You hadn't heard his footsteps creaking along the wooden floorboards. You stood straight, an empty glass cup in hand as you felt those same tears well up again in your eyes.
   "Yeah, yeah, I uhm, just feeling a bit tired." You spoke lowly, voice soft and as beautiful as he's ever heard it. 
   You felt him approaching behind you. Jumping a slight bit as you felt his hands wrap around you waist, gliding up and down to ease your nerves, before allowing his arms to wrap around and pull you into him. His head dipped down to kiss the top of your head, and down to your neck.
   This is how it starts.
   All these bad thoughts flood your mind, and he just came in and wiped them all away. Fingers caressing your skin, sending chills through your body, as you did nothing to stop him.
   Sex was something you cherished with him. You found it as sacred as time. Considering it was the only time he ever made for you. He never had time for a well thought out and planned dinner, but to lay you down and spread your legs he found no issues in. To praise you for all your hard work put in during the day he couldn't do, but telling you how good you were to him when your eyes were watery and mouth was full of him was easy. For him this was easy, you were easy.
   "how tired?" He hummed, insinuating something a little more than concern. "I think I'm craving something a little stronger than water." He hummed, and you managed to blink away your tears. You just hummed, accepting your fate as just a means for pleasure. "unless you want to go back to sleep." He whispered.
    You turned in his grasp, lips connecting softly, and tiredly as you both woke each other up just a bit. His hands slid a bit further down your body, picking you up effortlessly to place you on the kitchen counter behind you. Your legs wrapped around his waist, keeping him as close to you as you possibly could. Your heart was now beating as fast as it possibly could. There wasn't much thought of how miserable you felt loving a man who had no idea how to love you back, but at least he wanted you.
   He wanted you.
  Your hands raked across his bare torso, feeling up wherever you could. His fingers teased your night gown up to your waist, leaving you exposed to the cold air circulating in your apartment. Goosebumps started to form on your thighs, breathing hitched as his lips traveled down your neck. He was so gentle with you, so kind and so sweet, how could you be mad at him when he took such good care of you? Obviously he cared, otherwise he wouldn’t be here right now. When his lips left marks across your skin they reminded you of how much love he held. When he spread your legs a little further apart, you’re heart flutter at the thought of him being so desperate for the feeling of you. The moaning in your ears just told you how good you made him feel, why would he be with someone who didn’t make him feel good. Yes, he loved you, yes, it was complicated, but at least it was true.
“Are you okay?” He stopped as he began pushing into your cunt. Tired eyes now focusing completely on yours.
“Yeah, yeah, keep going please.” You hummed, and he nodded, pressing a kiss to your lips as he continued to slid in. You moaned out at the sensation of him stretching you out so beautifully. Your arms dropped around his shoulders, panties pushed the the side as he slowly rocked his hips into yours.
The clock on the microwave read, 3:14, reminding you of how tired you’d be in the morning when you had to go to work. However you did not let it distract you from the way Stephens teeth scraped against your neck. The way he mumbled tiny praises to you as you behaved so perfectly, taking him so gracefully and making the prettiest noises.
“Fuck I’m close.” He huffed, as your breaths became a bit more erratic. You brought your hand down to your clit, massaging the bud to bring yourself closer to the edge. Your head rested on his shoulder as he continued to thrust into you so sweetly.
“feels so good” you hummed, eyes squeezing shut tight, and high pitched yelps and moans fell from your lips.
“Cum for me, sweetheart.” Strange growled, hands sat tight on your waist, guiding your hips to meet his at a quicker pace as you felt yourself crawling closer to the edge. “let go, baby.”
And like the obedient little girlfriend you were, you follow his command. Breathing heavy, chest caving in as you moaned out mouth falling agape to let out those sinful sounds.
“Good job, sweetheart.” He hummed, allowing himself one last thrust before releasing his seed the deepest he could manage into you. He placed a tired kiss on your head, hands rubbing up and down your back.
Your head rested on his shoulder. Breathing in sync as you soaked in the after glow. His arms wrapped tightly around you, as he kept still in your cunt, not daring move to spill any of his hard work onto the counter or floor. As he pressed soft kisses to your skin you felt for a moment how perfect he could be.
If he wanted.
“I love you.” He hummed, content and unaware. For a moment you thought about his reaction if you weren’t to say it back. Would you mean it? Or would it just be an overreaction? Would he understand and keep quiet or go into a rant of hurt?
“I love you too.”
But that was a issue for another day.
Why ruin a perfect moment?
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oneirataxiahiraeth · 2 years
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The Price of Hatred || pt.2
Pairings : fem!reader x heretic!kaiparker
Warnings : swearing, use of magic, smut, p in v, choking, ‘bondage’, mentions of death, ‘hate’ sex, name calling, pet names ‘angel’ and ‘princess’, some angst at the end
Word Count : 4.3k
A/N :
… you guys wanted a part 2 really bad… and I really wanted to write a part 2 really bad… so here’s our part two. :)))
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Wannabe Bundy: is your phone dead?
   Wannabe Bundy: why are you not answering my calls?
   Wannabe Bundy: don't be like that, Princess. You know I'm crazy about you😍😉
    There wasn't a moment since that night that you haven't thought about what happened. The way your body reacted to his touch, his taste, his very scent. How you still found yourself squirming whenever your necklace moved a certain way around your neck. You hadn't stopped thinking about him and it was truly beginning to piss you off. His constant texts and calls weren't helping very much either.
    "You okay?" Bonnie asked, stealing one of your fries since you didn't seem to be paying attention to anything going on around you.
   "Huh?" You looked up from your phone. Bonnie raised an eyebrow, concern written on her face as you blinked a few times. "Oh, yeah, I'm good. Swear. I just... uhm... I don't know. I guess I'm worried about Elena is all." You cleared your throat. "She's been under for a while and we haven't gotten any closer to figuring out what's wrong with her." You sighed.
   "Mhm," Bonnie let out a huff, still a bit skeptical. "Trust me, I know. Me and Kai have been stuck knees deep in grimoires for days." You shifted in your seat at the mention of his name. A familiar feeling bubbling in the pit of your stomach, your core heating as your thighs squeezed together at the mere mention of him. "You good?" She asked again.
   "Yeah, I'm good." You nodded. You're eyes glanced down at your phone once more as another texts from Kai came through.
  Wannabe Bundy: come on, Princess, you know I'm just teasing;)
"You keep looking at your phone... anyone special?" Bonnie asked.
   "Pfft, definitely not." You scoffed. "It's no one." You shrugged.
   "Really? That no one has had you distracted for a majority of tonight." She mentioned. "Are they at least cute?" She asked trying to make light conversation.
   "If demon rats are cute to you."
"Okay... so who is it?"
   "No one. Don't worry about it?" You wave it off.
"Huh..." she hummed, nodded to herself as she bit off another piece of her French fry.
   "What?"
"Haven't seen you this stand off-ish since Me and Damon left you alone with Kai." Again, butterflies fluttering through you. "Which we also haven't talked about, and if that's the whole reason you're still mad at me and Damon just know that I am sorry, and it wasn't my idea." She defended herself and your eyes narrowed at the witch.
"I'm not stand off-ish, and yes I am still very upset with both of you about that." You crossed your arms and she rolled her eyes.
"Come on, it couldn't haven't been that bad." She frowned and your eyes rolled. "Kai even said there was a moment when the two of you got together." She sighed and your eyes went wide as you sat up straight in your seat.
"He said what?!" You growled earning a weird look.
"He said you two got along together..." body mentioned a bit slower at your reaction and current state. "It's not some big crime, you know. Trust me, I hate him, but when he's not being a murderous ass he's helpful in situations like these." She sighed and you relaxed. Of course your mind was playing tricks on you. Why wouldn't it be?
"Kai is probably the most repulsive human beings I've ever met. He's selfish, and power hungry, and arrogant. There is no one I'd rather spend my time with less than Malachi Parker." You're tone was stern, and even had Bonnie's eyebrows raised. She wasn't expecting all of that, but it definitely wasn't like you to not speak your mind. "I could never, and will never look at him as anything other than that." You finished. You let out a tiny huff of air, tryna not to seem as worked up by his mention as you truly were. It wasn't exactly working though.
    "Okay, okay, I get it." Bonnie hummed. "But just do you know," she reached over placing a hand over yours. A sympathetic look crossing her face as she made sure to catch your gaze. "Admitting that your warming up to him isn't admitting that your okay with everything he's done. You aren't a bad person for seeing the good in someone, if anything that just makes you more good." Bonnie ensured.
     It was a gesture to calm you down. Make you feel more at ease with the racing if your minds thoughts. Instead, it just made your thoughts turn faster. You hated Kai Parker. Or at least you wanted to. It was your shameful secret that you were actually thinking about tolerating his presence. But since that last time you'd seen him there's been nothing but guilt and shame and remorse. What you did was wrong, and if Bonnie found out.... Would she have been as understanding?
   These thoughts tortured you for the rest of your day. Traveling with you through lunch and to every store Bonnie dragged you into. It was like he was following you around everywhere you went. Making sure you didn't have the chance to forget what you did. And up until Bonnie finally gave up on every store you went into, it tortured you from the outsides in. 
   You locked your home door behind you, dropping the bags of clothes, and new shoes that you bought as a simple distraction. Bonnie swore it'd make you feel better, but it didn't. It just made you feel worse. Spoiling yourself after such a horrid deed was done. You dragged yourself up the stairs. Feet aching, and mind in need of a rest so deep you'd never wake up.
   "Oh goody, your home, I was beginning to get worried." You jumped back, body colliding with the wall behind you as the noise came from nowhere.
    You hurried to turn on the light to your bedroom, revealing the stretched heretic waiting patiently for you on your perfectly made up bed. He sat with a giddy smile, waving his fingers at you like this was just another Tuesday night.
   "What the hell are you doing in my house?!" You scoffed, pushing yourself off the wall.
   "Well..." he hummed, sitting up in your bed, tossing his feet over the side as he contemplated his next explanation.
   "You know what, don't answer that. Just get out." You pointed to the door.
    "See, I would do that. But I don't wanna." Kai stood, looking at you as if you didn't strike an ounce of fear in him. "You haven't been answering my messages all day, is it a crime for me to worry?"
   "No, it is however, breaking and entering and harassment." You reply and he smiled.
    "Funny." His nose scrunched. "But I'm only here because of you." He shrugged.
   "Well I'm fine, not dead, not hurt, I won't be able to say the same for you if you don't leave." You reply and he began ticking his tongue.
   "That's not what I meant." He sang. "I'm only here because you want me here." He smiles and your eyebrows scrunched.
   "Have you not been listening to the past 2 minutes of this conversation?"
    "Have I mentioned how hot it is when your trying to hate me?" He smirked, and you're mouth opened to reply but shut quickly when you realized you had nothing to say. "It's really just sooo adorable." You were furious with your position right now. Absolutely helpless. "By the way, with my new heightened senses and power I am a brand new man. No more old Kai, and I feel like I deserve a chance." He spoke up for himself.
    "No, no, if anything you are more yourself than ever before." You grumbled.
    "God, you really are so stubborn." His eyes rolled.
"Excuse me?"
   "I mean, I knew from last time we saw each other how stubborn you were, but god, you just don't give it up." He let out an exasperated sigh, hands resting on his hips as he looked at you in a way that just made your skin tingle.
   "The last time we saw each other was a mistake." You said sternly and he smiled. "And if you came here expecting it to happen again, then you're about to be very disappointed." In seconds you felt his breath down your spine. His hands holding your waist still as his lips were only centimeters away from your ear.
   "Yet, you still get all worked up over me." He whispered, fingers ghosting over body parts of yours they shouldn't have been. You could feel it, that buzzing coursing through your veins, sending signals to the rest of you're body and triggering the exact thing you'd be avoiding since that night. "you know, what happens between us stays between us." His hand traveling down your arms, fingers lacing together before he hooked his pinky onto yours. "Pinky Promise." He had this sick smirk on his face that you couldn't even see. But the feeling of your back trembling against his chest made him shudder in the best way. "Unless, you want everyone to know." He teased. "In that case, I can arrange that however you'd like." His teeth nipped at your earlobe. You gasped slightly, his arm wrapping around you waist to hold you tighter against him.
You brain was being scrambling every time you breathed in the annoyingly subtle cologne he wore. You hated how good he smelt, and hated how it lingered everywhere he went. You'd be smelling him for the next week after he left, making impossible to forget him and this moment.
Though it's not like it would've been an easier without the cologne.
"You're a fucking maniac." You spat, not knowing how to respond without sounding weak in the knees. You were simply doing what you did best...
His grip tighter, other hand icing up your body to clamp around your throat. You prayed he wasn't paying attention to the specifics. For him to notice how badly you were aching to be touched wouldn't been the most embarrassing thing you'd could've thought of.
"I thought we worked on that language of yours last time." His lips were right against your ear. "I think we need to refresh your memory." His arm left your waist before his hand came crashing down on left ass cheek. You gasped out loudly, whining at the contact. It stung like a bitch, but it took everything in you to keep from moaning at the contact.
You felt that same rush you had the other night when the two of you were kissing. A strong pleasure masked by that of guilt... only the guilt was slowly fading as the pleasure portion began to dominate your mind. Kai pressed his lips to your neck, slowly kissing down to your shoulder before back up to you neck. Tongue gliding over the skin, making the most of how silent you were reveling in the feeling of his touch.
Then it was almost like you'd lost control of your mind for a bit. You turned, quickly out of nowhere, lips crashing into his. He did nothing to stop you, or push you away. In fact he welcomed you with no inclination, allowing your tongues to mingle the second he managed to process what was happening in the moment. You had been lost in his scent and the feeling of his lips on yours, and tongue exploring your mouth. Hands traveling all over the heretics chest, from under his shirt. The feeling of his firm muscles underneath had you melting in your skin.
"I knew it." He mumbling against your lips, prompting you to pull away from the kiss. You were both annoyed and slightly amused at how he managed to ruin your mood every time he spoke.
"What?"
"You're so into me." He spoke, lifting you with ease, a soft yelp emitting from your throat. He brought you back to your bed, dropping you on the soft surface before climbing on top of you. He pried himself between your lips, connecting your lips once more in a kiss so erotic all of your clothes came off in just a second.
Your hands traveled everywhere, trying to take charge of the situation where you were basically his play thing last time. His immediately stopped you when your fingers wrapped around the length of his cock, shuddering at the feel of you and the thought that you'd be the one trying to pleasure him.
"I'd love to play, but that's going to have to come a little later, Princess." He groaned, taking your hands and pinning them above your head with just one of his hands. He held you there like it was nothing, leaving you exposed and vulnerable to him. He placed his lips on your bare collarbone, moving down slowly until your back began to arch into him. You murmured out a cuss word or two, allowing yourself to easily slip into that pleasure oriented mindset where it didn't matter that Kai was making you feel this way. As long as it lasted for longer than a blink. "Fuck," he moaned against your skin, the scent of your arousal rippling through his mind like he just had some big revelation. "You smell so fucking good." He pressed another kiss to your skin before removing his hands from above your head. Your hands, however, remained pin to the mattress, unable to lift from the surface. Your eyebrows furrowed at the restriction, tugging at your wrist to move only for Kai to sit above you with a wide smile on his lips.
    "This is the last time, this is ever going to-" the heretic quickly pressed his lips against yours. You couldn't help but moan into the kiss.
   "You said that last time, angel." He smirked against your soft swollen flesh. "Might have to get that printed out on a shirt for next time." He joked but you didn't laugh.
   "You're such a dick." You spat, which made his smile grow even more cynical.
    "The things you do to me," he groaned feeling his aa ever growing erection begging for some for sort of release. "You know," he let out, "I feel like we could really be something if you were so stubborn." He mused. "If you'd just open up to me-" he stopped himself with a chuckle "in other ways than this... I feel like we'd be really good together." He winked, but in return you just managed to blink right back at him.
   "Are you trying to make me throw up?" You scoffed, yet his smile remained.
    "The more you deny yourself of what you want, the more you're craving are going to eat at you, angel." He hummed.
   "Hate to break it to you, Kai, but you're not my type." He cocked an eyebrow making your eyes roll "shut up and fuck me, already." You grumble and he smile, ready to follow whatever orders you gave to him.
His hands traveled down your thighs, spread them further apart, as he relied on his hips to guide himself into you. Slowly, he pushed into your cunt, a low moan escaping your throat at the full feeling of him pushing into you. His eyes trained down to the sight as he buried himself into you until he couldn't see himself anymore. He allowed you to adjust to his size, feeling your walls squeezing around him as you slightly trembled beneath him.
   Your legs kept trying to close around him but his hands kept them in place. With every thrust he used your legs as leverage giving him a special momentum made you moan louder than you'd expected. Soft curses left his left as he felt that pressure that has been pressed on him since the last time you two did this wash away almost immediately. His eyes gazing over your body, watching how it moved whenever your hips met his. Your face twisted with pleasure, mouth falling open just a bit as heavy breaths and whiny moans squeaked out. You hands still pinned above your head putting your breasts on full display, giving him the show of a lifetime. 
   "Shit," he moaned, releasing you legs to his side as he propped himself over you with his arms. His lips found her right nipple almost immediately, taking the sensitive bud into his mouth. His tongue swirled around the bud causing you to moan, your hips bucking up to meet his int he moment. You were falling apart underneath him but something was missing. You were so close and you knew this thing would push you over the edge.
   "Fuck kai please" you cried out, he thrown back presenting your neck to the heretic. He pulled his head up, releasing you nipple with a pop as he eyed your throat for just a few seconds. He knew what you wanted. He also knew how funny it'd be to watch your friends try and decipher who the hell left so many marks on you.
   So he got to work.
  He took his time, nipping and sucking as his thrust became slower and more drawn out. It was until then where you thought you knew what you needed. Now all you wanted was for him to never take his lips off of your neck.
   Fuck y/n, get a grip.
"People are going to see those, Kai" you griped, but came off more as a moan. "Fuck."
    "Good, then they'll know who this pretty little pussy belongs to won't they." He groaned against her skin, finally giving into her silent pleads and wrapped his hand around her neck. With a single snap her wrist were release and he began picking up the pace with his thrusts. "I can feel you, angel" he murmured, "open your eyes, princess." He demanded and you obeyed. He was holding your faces so close together you had no choice but to look into his deep grey-ish blue eyes. Something about the lighting in you room made them seem a lot more interesting than they were.
    The closer you got to your climax the closer you felt the need to be with him. You begged him for harder thrust hoping that the force would fulfill you but it didn't. The louder your moan got the more he was determined to get you to your climax, pushing you flat down against the mattress, hand clasped around your throat, forcing your eyes to look into his as you moaned out how close your were.
   "I wa- fuck" you choked out "kiss me" you whined, "fuck kai, kiss me" you moaned, and without a thought in his mind he connected your lips.
    It was sloppy and wet, and broken up by his harsh thrusts and both of your loud erotic moans. Your tongues clashing in a dance only the two of you have mastered. Your hands kept his face close to yours, fingers ruffling through his hair, as the two of you participated in one of the worlds most filthiest scenes known to man.
    Before you could warn him you let out a loud moan of his name, your hands tightened around his as you curb spasmed around his cock, your juices spurting out without warning. It wasn't enough to make him stop, he just kept his gaze between you and the filthy sight beneath him watching you until he felt you truly gave all you had to give. He pulled out, working himself out in his hand until he was releasing his on seed onto your naked body. Your stomach and heaving chest decorated with his cum as you felt yourself reeling from the gut wrenching orgasm you just endured. 
 
      - - -  - - -
   You popped up from your spot in the bed. Head shooting straight for the man laying besides you scrolling through Twitter on his phone with his hand behind his head like their was nothing to it.
   After you passed out from previous... endeavors, Kai took it amongst himself to clean you off. He even placed you under your blanket as your sleepy babbling noises suddenly became nonsense. He fell asleep next to you for maybe two hours before he woke up and decided to make use of your time together and pretend like you didn't hate him for just a moment in time. Then... you woke up.
   "Good Morning, angel." He turned his head to give you a slick wink as your eyebrows furrowed tiredly. You turned your head towards the window which still showed it was dark outside.
   "What time is it?"
"About 4. I couldn't sleep." He hummed as if this was a normal occurrence. "It got really hot, and then you're a major cuddler and it felt like a sauna." He huffed.
   "Wh- I don't- hold on." You groaned, wiping the sleep from your eyes as you tried to get your sanity back into place. "Okay, you got hot..." you sighed and he nodded. "Why didn't you go home?" You tried the favorite mean girl act... but it backfired... horribly.
   "It was kind of hard to leave when you were hanging on to me like a sloth and saying 'please don't leave me" over and over again." Kai propped himself up on his elbow, clicking off his phone and discarded it somewhere on the bed. "Which was very adorable by the way." He smirked.
   "Stop that." You scrunched your face at the face he was giving you. "Don't look at me like that." You almost seemed disgusted. Almost.
   "You know, you're not being very proactive." He sighed. "We we're doing so good, angel. And here you are trying to ruin it." He shoo his head, tutting his tongue. "I don't get it. Why won't you just give in. I'm a changed man, and obviously some part of you likes me, so why knock it before you fully try it?" You stared at him for a bit, not really knowing how to respond. You didn't want to admit it but he did have some sort of a point.
   "I..." the longer you stared into his eyes the more safe you felt. You hated it.
    You stood from the bed, nothing guarding your naked body, but it didn't really matter considering he'd see you naked a few times now.
   "Don't do that, not now," he sighed, sitting up. "You have no issue speaking your mind any other time, y/n, so now's your chance to tell me how you really feel. And if you feel like you really hate me... I'll give up." He spoke honestly.
   Kai did like you... quite a lot... it did start as a way to annoy you and your friends, but the more you made him chase the more involved he became.
    "Because you hurt my friends." You spoke. "The closet things I have to family and you hurt and tortured them!"
   "And I'm trying to make up for that, everyday." He responded calmly, standing from the bed so you were the only one out and exposed.  "I regret it, all the time. I'm trying to be a better person, and live my second chance. Isn't that what you guys are all about? Second chances and redemption?" He asked.
    "You left Bonnie to die in a prison world." You spat. "Who would I be if I just gave into you? The man who brought so much pain to my family... and I decide to fall for him? Would you take that chance, Kai?"
   "So this is about you feeling guilty?" He scoffed.
"This about doing the right thing!"
     "Even if it makes you miserable?!"
Nothing but silence followed. Both of you staring at each other in disbelief. Different monologues and scene sequences running through each of your heads.  Neither one of you sure which was the right one to go with.
   "I know enough about feeling miserable... guilty about something I couldn't control." Kai started. "And I took that out in ways that weren't fair to anyone around me. And I do regret it. All of it. Sometimes I wish I could control all of it. Every emotion, and every mistake I made I wish I could erase it."
   "But you can't." Your voice was stern. "The people you hurt are still hurt, Kai. The people you killed are still dead."
    "And that will haunt me for the rest of my life. But the people I hurt... they are allowing me to still be here today. Allowing me a shot at redemption. A life that I didn't get to have. To feel things I haven't before."
   "So what? I'm supposed to be one of those people."
"You are." He scoffed. "We both know it too. If you were to say the words I'd be dead in a second."
   You just stared in shock and awe.
"Even if it takes months, or years or days, or whatever. I'm just asking that you give me a chance to show you how I've changed... to show you how I've-"
   Your phone began to ring. That special ringtone you had set for Damon filling the air. It was late and Damon wouldn't be calling unless it was an emergency. Kai took in a deep breath as you moved the phone to your ear, answering it without a thought.
   You gave Kai a quick look before you're eyes went wide.
   "I uhm, yeah, I think I know where he is." You responded. "Yeah, I'm on my way." You spoke before hanging up the phone. Kai looked at you expectedly.
    You stood silent for a few moments before clearing your throat.
   "We need to get over to Damon's, Bonnie found a spell to save Elena"
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oneirataxiahiraeth · 2 years
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Having a Kai brainrot atm like imagine reader being all confident that she don't need him or his touch and that she can go for months without getting touched and he's like yeah we'll see which basically means "game on" .
And then him using his powers to send her feral like using spells that makes her feel his touch even when he actually didn't, Kai moving his fingers in the air and she feels his fingers brushing over her lips ,over her neck and then progressively going down and down and eventually stoping at her pussy 🥵
Game On
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Pairing: Kai Parker x human!Reader, friend!Caroline Forbes x Reader (platonic), friend!Stefan Salvatore x Reader (platonic), Stefan Salvatore x Caroline Forbes
Description: Y/N takes up a challenge that she can go without Kai's touch for months. But the question is... Can she?
Warnings: SMUT (18+), unprotected sex (be safe!), teasing, orgasm denial, public sex, dirty talk (mild), swear words
Word Count: 2751
Author’s note: I thought I would write a short one but I got a little carried away, I guess. Anyways, I really enjoyed writing this 🤭 I hope you enjoy reading it as well.
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Y/N’s self-control was hanging by a thread. She tried her best to not think about her boyfriend sitting beside her, chatting with her friends. He was so beautiful, she could stare at him forever. He had light stubble, and her fingers itched to scratch it and feel it against her face, against her breasts… between her thighs. She shook her head, snapping herself from her thoughts.
Only if it wasn’t for that stupid game…
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It was just morning, but they could not let each other get out of bed. She was straddling him, kissing him like her life depended on it. They rolled around in the sheets, bodies pressed together, humming in delight.
Kai hovered over her for a few seconds. And slowly he eased into her, slowly, slowly, until he was buried in her. Stretching, filling, relentless. She groaned loudly, her eyes rolling to the back. He thrusted in and out slowly, his face at her neck, his harsh breathing at her throat.
Then, he picked up the pace, really starting to move, fast, hard, and large, thrusting into her over and over, pushing her and pushing her until she was close to the edge. She whimpered.
"Cum for me, princess." His voice was harsh but soft at her ear, and she exploded around him as he pounded rapidly into her.
“Fuck.", he whispered, and he thrusted hard once more and groaned as he reached his climax, pressing himself into her. Collapsing on top of her, she felt his full weight almost burying her into the mattress. She wrapped her hands around his neck and held him, kissing his hair softly.
He leaned up on his elbows and stared down at her, his eyes loving. He closed his eyes and pressed his forehead against hers, giving both of them the opportunity to slow their breathing. “Such a good girl.” He kissed her forehead, then pulled out of her and slumped down beside her.
After a few seconds, she rose and and collected her panties from the floor and then scooped them on. Kai opened his eyes, watching her every move as she put it on. She turned towards him and smiled, “Good morning.”
“ ‘Morning.”, he smiled back and then his expression turned serious. “Why are you getting dressed?”
“I have a job. Remember?”, she chuckled.
He rolled his eyes. “I do remember that. But… is it that important?”
“Yep.”
“More important than spending time with… me… on the bed… all day long?”
“So you expect me to just lay in bed with you, without eating or having a shower or go to work I’ve worked so hard for, only to love you and have sex?”
He nodded. “Of course. You know me so well.”
She suppressed her chuckle. “I have to get to work, Kai.”
“You haven’t answered my question yet.”
She sighed.“I would love nothing more than to spend all day long with you on the bed. But… I have work.”, she said putting on her bra.
He groaned. 
“Okay. What if I say… I’ll make it up to you when I come home?” She wiggled her eyebrows.
He squinted his eyes and then a smile broke out his face. “Okay then.”
“Great.”, she leaned in and pecked his lips. He pulled her back, drowning her in a deep passionate kiss. She giggled in between kisses. “I…” Kiss. “have to…” Kiss. “go.”
“Fine. Now you can go.” He pulled away, letting her get up
She chuckled. “I bet you can’t even go a day without me.”
“Look who’s saying that.” He laughed.
“What does that supposed to mean?”, she frowned.
“I mean, we both know you are the one who can’t keep your hands off of me.” 
Her frown only deepened. “Me? Seriously?”
He nodded. “Mm-hm. Do you remember that day? In our car? We were on a road trip and you just couldn’t wait to—”
“That was once!”
He rolled his eyes. “And then you wanted to leave the New Year’s Eve party just so you could—”
“Okay fine, maybe… twice.”
“I can do this all day, princess.”
“Oh please, just because I… did all of that… doesn’t mean that I can’t keep my hands off of you… because I can go for months without you and your… touch.”
“Really? Is that a challenge, sweetheart?”, he asked with an amused expression as he jumped off the bed and stood in front of her.
“Mm-hm.”, she smirked.
“Fine.” He leaned in a little closer, her eyes darting between his eyes and lips, his breath fanning out over her face. She felt his lips teasingly ghost over he lips, and then he pulled away the last moment. “No sex. No kissing. No touching. We’ll see who can last longer.”
“Game on.”
“Game on.”, he smugly smirked.
~~~
Now it’s been three bloody weeks. Kai appeared to have far better self-control than her. He was always calm and behaved normally towards her. But Y/N was going crazy unable to touch him and not being touched by him. Sometimes he would just reach for something near Y/N and her breath would get caught in her throat just having him this close. Her skin was on fire just thinking about him , remembering their past kisses and she needed him more than she needed air.
Right now, it was very tempting for her to touch him. They were on a double date with Caroline and Stefan in a fancy restaurant. And Y/N couldn’t hear or see anything besides him. 
She watched him hold his glass of wine in his hand, spiralling the glass around in his slender fingers decorated with rings. A blush flushed her cheeks as she admired the divine allure of his elegant fingers. She bit down her lip, thinking how it would feel to have them inside of her.
Suddenly she felt someone brush their fingers against her cheek. She snapped out of her thoughts but no one was there. She blinked once or twice, and… again, she felt it but on her lips. A brush of a thumb to trace her mouth, before dragging it slowly down her bottom lip. She felt like she was going crazy without his touch that she began hallucinating. 
She felt those fingers drag itself… down, her… neck,… collarbones. And it felt just like… him. Y/N turned towards him, he wasn’t looking at her, but she saw his lips stretch into a smirk for a second and thats how she knew - whatever was happening, it was him. 
She felt the hands again, gently stroking her thighs. She shifted on her seat and took a deep breath in. She turned to look at him, silently questioning him and he turned, locking eyes with her and giving her a smile, his face calm. Heart pounding, nerves shot, she tried to do everything in her power to hide the fact that she was becoming ridiculously aroused in front of her friends. 
The hands moved inward, squeezing the flesh of her inner thighs as he gave her a sideways glance and a smile laced with slight humour. She returned her gaze forward and sipped her wine, trying not to draw attention to herself. Yet she felt them again, further up her thighs, pushing them apart, edging closer to her centre. With a featherlight touch, the fingers slid along her slit through her panties, nearly causing her to spit. 
“Hey, are you okay?” Caroline looked at me, concerned. 
Kai looked at her solicitously, taking his magic hands off. She nodded, and he looked away only when he knew she had recovered.
She glanced up at Caroline, and she was listening to every word Stefan said, her eyes glowing with love and admiration. And Stefan grinned down at her.
Y/N felt his magic fingers again, orbiting circles around her clit as the movements gradually became more direct. He took his time, rubbing her clit with varying pressures. Some gentle. Some pressured. Some taps. Trying to contain herself, she still couldn’t help but squirm.
He rubbed soft patterns just the way he knew she liked to be touched. He began stroking her thigh when he felt her legs begin to tremble with his magic. He stroked along her waist, caressing where he knew she was most sensitive.
In a complete huff that Kai was unraveling her in public like this, she struggled to maintain composure. Didn’t he realize how embarrassing that was?
There it is.
The familiar sensation of arousal carving release.
“Is everything alright?”, Stefan questioned while sipping his drink.
“You’re awfully jumpy today.”, Caroline’s comment followed.
“Yes, I’m fine!”, Y/N defended, drawing a deep breath. “I just… I don’t know what’s gotten into me today.” Raising an eyebrow, Stefan delivered Kai a suspicious look, to which Kai sent back a sly smile.
“Is there anything I can do for you?”, Kai asked, while his magic hand slid inside of her panties, fingers pushing inside her wet entrance.
Surprised that he would take it this far, she turned to look at him, frantically boring unspoken words of caution into his eyes. 
“Kai…”, her warning whisper and contracting walls signalled her approaching orgasm. 
“What? Do you need anything?”
She clenched her jaw, her fingers clawing at the table. But then his magic hands vanished. She couldn’t feel them anymore. 
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Putting herself back together, frustration filled her body. She wanted release, she wanted him. They went side by side as they followed her friends out to the elevators. Thinking about the fact that he made her almost cum at the table in public, her cheeks flushed with intense heat. 
She abruptly stopped.
“Come with me this way.”, she conducted. And Kai followed her.
“But the elevators are this way, Y/N.”, Caroline interrupted as she and Stefan entered the elevator.
“I don’t want to go that way. You guys, go home. I just want to go by stairs. That’s all.”
“Y/N, what—” The elevators closed before Caroline could finish.
Entering the stairwell, Y/N turned towards her boyfriend who was looking at her with a devilish spark in his eyes. 
“What the hell were you thinking?”, she asked with a hint of anger in her voice.
“What was I thinking?” He suppressed a smile. “You should be more specific, princess.”
“You drive me crazy…” She shook her head sideways with a sigh, and she took a step towards him biting her lower lip, her hands hovering over his chest. “I give up.”
She hungrily smashed her lips against his. His hands instantly pulled her towards him.  Y/N pulled away for a second, her lips almost touching his as she spoke, “You win. I can’t live another second without your tou—”
Kai’s lips crashed against hers a split second later, not letting her finish. His lips became more insistent, more provocative, his tongue invading her mouth—and her body exploded with desire. 
He pulled back. His teeth grazed her jaw, her chin and down her neck, burying his face in her neck, riveting in her sweet scent.  “The past few weeks were Hell… I couldn’t stop thinking about me being deep inside of you… fucking you in those skirts you wear…”
“I thought I was the one going crazy…”
He let out a soft chuckle. “Oh you weren’t the only one, sweetheart.”
Her hands slid into his hair, pulling it as he pressed a row of soft and needy kisses into her skin, making her feel like she was in heaven. 
“I’ve had thoughts of making you cum… anytime… and anywhere…”
“Is that right…” she bit back a moan, the rails supporting her in antecedence of Kai’s advances.
“Someone could walk right in if I fuck you like this… couldn’t they?” 
He lifted her skirt, pulled her wet panties to the side to make room for him, and hitched her leg up around his waist. He undid his pants. She was so turned on and she felt her hips moving already to meet him – wanting him inside her. She braced her arms around his shoulders as he settled himself deep inside her with a sinful sigh, past of her wet folds. 
“Yes, Kai…Oh yes, Kai.” Her silky moans echoed through the staircase, making him groan. He finally gave in to the urge to thrust into her with deep, premeditated strokes.
“You make me feel so good.” He breathed in your ear as he slowed his strokes, hugging her body close to his and thrusting deep. “You look so beautiful…”
“The faces you made when I touched you with my magic…” His thrusts became slow and torturous, coercing her body to beg for more.
“To see you get turned on in front of everyone…” He hugged her body close to his as he whispered his desires into her ears.
She lost herself in his narrative, now completely incoherent.
“Fuck, Kai…”, she squealed.
“Oh I love when you say that.” He bit his lip.
A door into the stairwell opened only a few floors below. Kai felt her body tense, yet he continued to slide his cock in and out of her, uninterrupted. “Relax, princess…”, he cooed, rubbing her thighs, his hot skin soothing against hers. 
The footsteps traveled upwards, yet he continued to place kisses on her cheeks with his soft lips, making her even wetter. Tension amplified throughout her body, heart racing right out of her chest as the footsteps approached.
Trembling, pins and needles prickled her skin as the footsteps neared their floor. 
“Invisique.” Kai breathed. Her brows instantly knit, as she felt the fizzy sensation of magic seeping through her skin. 
He said it with a perfect thrust of his hips, causing a loud moan to push through her lips before she could stop it. As soon as the sound hit the air, the stranger began looking around with knit brows. Her heart rate immediately spiked as Kai’s hand flew up to cover her mouth, biting down on his lower lip to stifle a giggle.
He slowly lowered his hand after the person passed by. “I did a spell. No one can see us now… But they can definitely hear us though.”
A shiver raced up her spine and her walls began to throb around him as he continued to devour her. 
“Where’s that spot you love so much… hm?” Kai inquired as he gave a forceful thrust that made her scream. “That’s it, isn’t it?” He probed, listening to her desperate responsive whines. He held her arms, positioning her exactly where he wanted her as he pulverised that most sensitive bundle of nerves.
“Fuck, Kai!, oh God, Kai… ah… oh please, Kai, please, oh my—”
“Do you want to cum for me, princess?”
“Yes, Kai. Please let me cum.”
He hugged her waist as he quickened his pace, holding her body close to him. He placed his chin on her shoulder, noting how good he made her feel.
“I’ll never forget the faces you make when I make you cum… Cum for me, princess. Cum for me, right fucking now.”
Her entire world dissolved. Her release sent her on a rollercoaster of pleasure, her heart free falling in mid-air. Pulsating orgasmic shockwaves rippled through her body.
Kai brought his hand to her cheek, kissing her, studying her. “Fuck… I love the way your body responds to me…”
“Please cum inside of me, Kai. Please.”
A huge smile spread across his face as Kai served her every last bit of his length, completely giving in and letting go. He spilled his entire load in a breathy carnal release. 
Y/N locked eyes with him. His lips were still curved into the same gloating grin which had been tattooed across his face since they entered the stairwell.
“What?” She pressed, as if she didn’t already know.
She could already hear him. ‘I always win, Y/N’. ‘I never lose’. ‘I told you that you can’t keep your hands off of me’. ‘I’m always right’. 
“Nothing.” He grinned with a little shake of his head. “I’m just happy. That’s all.”
Pleasantly surprised, she felt her lips start to tug into a smile.
“I missed touching you.”, he whispered in her ear and she could hear the smile in his voice. “We are never playing a game like this ever again.”
“Agreed.” She met his lips, giving him a warm wet kiss. “I hope you liked getting me all riled up like that… You are so gonna get it when we go home.”
He raised his brows and hummed “Hmm… Looking forward to it.”
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Watching TVD isn’t enough. I need Kai Parker to stab me in the face.
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Sunny Days
Pairings : fem!reader x shawnmendes
Warnings : swearing, garden sex, some fluff, some dirty talk but not too much.
Word Count : 1.4k
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You're lips connected so softly as his hands took a firm hold on your hips. His fingers gripping the flesh quite nicely, as the grass poked through the blanket tickling his bare back quite nicely.
It had only been a few months since the two of you moved in together. The house wasn't too big, and in a perfectly nice gated suburban area. Safe from paparazzi and crazy fans who just had to convinced your boyfriend he they were soulmates. It was quite and peaceful, and the cell service sucked. Which meant, less work calls and more time to revel in the time you had until Shawn was back out and touring for his latest upcoming album.
With the new found quite both of you began to pick up some new hobbies. Shawn began to learn of to crochet, and you began the arts of gardening. And fortunately, you sure had a hand for it. You had beautiful blooming flowers, all over your backyard. Your fences were lined with delicious mango and lemon trees, that added such depth to your yard. And because of the scene and the beauty, and Shawn incessant desire to be tan all of the time, the two of you spent quite sometime out. Most days, the two of you laird down a lengthy picnic blanket, and just cuddle as the suns harsh rays assault your skin. Today was similar to one of those days. Only... it was taking a slightly different turn.
"You're not wearing anything under here?" He broke apart the kiss, feeling how wet your heat was through his shorts. He had a childish grin planted on his face as you shook your head, soft smile on your lips.
"Easy access." You shrugged. "Been thinking 'bout you all day, baby." You hummed, hips grinding down onto his lap.
Shawn was also without underwear, but for him it was too noticeable. He was still covered. You had been walking around all day without any panties. He could've had you anywhere he wanted today if he would've know this. Though, he wasn't too torn up about current circumstances.
"I fucking love you" he smirked, bringing his lips to your neck, kissing and sucking on the sensitive skin. Your hands, slipping past his black basketball shorts band, and pulling his length right out. He was all the way were you wanted him to be, but you had plans of your own. He whined into your skin, as your fingers wrapped around the base of his cock.
"Wanna make you feel good, baby." You whispered, slowly stroking his cock as he groaned into your skin, pressing one last soft kiss before resting his head back.
The sun was shining brightly, illuminating the soft tan skin of the man beneath you. The swift breeze blowing his long brown curls to the side as he let you work your magic. You watching as he cheeks turned pink, nostrils flaring, and hips fighting against your weight as you moving your hand antagonizing slow along his length. You smiled at the brunet under you, feeling as his cock twitched in your grip, growing fully erect as you teased him. His hands sliding under your thin pale pink dress, fingers gliding over the soft skin.
   "What if the neighbors see?" Shawn whispered. You smiled, a light giggle leaving your lips, pumping him a little faster in your hand as his lips formed a slight 'O' shape.
   "Maybe they'd enjoy the view..." you hummed. "You do look pretty gorgeous right now." You leant down, pressing a kiss to his neck, before pulling back. "But considering our closest neighbors are a half a mile down the street, I'd say we're safe." He smiled, hands gliding up and down your thighs.
    "Shit," he groaned, butterflies raging in his abdomen as you continued to jack him off. "gonna let me on top?" He asked and you shook your head.
    "Nope." You popped the 'P' watching as he squeezed his eyes shut for just a second.
     You brought up his hard on, lifting yourself on you knees. You slowly pressing the tip of his cock to your clit, a soft moan exiting your lips as you smeared the precum oozing from his tip spread against your folds.
    You teased him for about a minute or so before aligning him with your entrance. Tight whole, slowly before reintroduced to your boyfriend. It didn't hurt, but it was a strange sensation. You rarely were ever on top, the position was fairly new for you, and instead of Shawn controlling how far he went in at a time, now it was you and your own judgment calls.
    Slowly, you lowered yourself on his cock. Shane lifting the front of your dress to watch his length disappearing in your core. The shine blaring directly down on the two of you, giving a golden glow to the sight. It was absolutely euphoric to watch, feel, everything. It was magical.
   "Ah, fuck, baby." He moaned, thumb pressing against your clit as he kept his eyes on the sight. You let out a moan as you sank down, taking all of him at once. "Feels so good." He mumbled, thumbing rubbing soft circles on your clit as your walls clenched around him.
     As you allowed the rumbling to rest in the pit of your stomach, you began moving. You used your knees to bounce yourself at a pace that had the both of you in shambles. Shawn's hands gripping at your hips, head back, eyes squinted as he tried to avoid the sun blazing straight down on his face. You're hands taking over his position, holding your dress up to keep it from getting in your way. Sounds of skin colliding over and over filling the air blowing around you.
   "oh my- shit, Shawn you fill me up so good." You moaned, his hands locking on your hips as he guided your movements. Hips rocking against him, the tip of cock brushing against your g-spot. You stomach clenching, maximizing the pressure as he hit the hot spongy spot in your cunt over and over.
   "You take me so well, baby" he groaned, now moving his hips to meet yours, quickening the pace you set and sending you into a feral mess of moans and senseless blabber. "you can be a little louder for me, right? You're doing so good, such a good girl." He praised, the praised sending electricity straight to your heat, moans becoming louder, as you grew closer and closer to your edge.
   Shawn could feel how close you were. Cunt clenching around him for dead life, milking him until he came out with the goods. Your body blocking the sun directly overhead as he fucked up into you. The golden glow around you made it seem like you were an angel sent from above. You hands began to trembling, dropping the front of your dress down, your hands Balancing yourself by resting on his chest.
   "M'so close, so so so close." Your head hung low, as you felt that filling sensation threatening to burst.
    "Hold it, I'm almost there." Shawn growled, not realizing how hot he sounded with that morning rasp in his voice. You cried out, hoping that he was as close as you were. You weren't going to last much longer. Your thighs moving like jelly as your legs began to tremble.
    A string of curses left your tongue, as you found it harder and harder to keep yourself together. Your breathing was heavy and moans coming out broken and shaky. You ultimately gave up on trying to hold in your orgasm as you felt it beating you in the fight, Shane felt the way your body clenched around him, spasming out of control as he neared his end. You're eyes fluttering to the back of your head, and his name leaving your lips as you moaned sent him into his own state of euphoria.
   He made sure he was snug inside of you as he moaned out. His warm seed painting your walls white as he tried getting a grip on himself.
   "Fuck." You collapsed forward. You face, squished against his chest, as he wrapped his arms around you, holding you tight.
   "You think someone heard us?" Shawn asked, and you giggled.
   "Nah, I think we're good." You sucked in a deep breath. "I do think we need to get up, though." He sighed. "It's hot and I don't want you have a tan line of your arms on my back." You only half joked.
   "Just lay with me for a few minutes, I like when you're this close." He shifted his hips under you, pushing himself just a smidge deeper as you let out a soft moan.
   "Just a few..."
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Spend the Night Away
Pairings : fem!reader x postNWH!peterparker
Warnings : swearing, fluff, mentions of blood, mentions of serious injuries, some fluff ig, some angst too ig, clit stimulation, p in v (unprotected(#wrapitordonttapit))
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You let of out a soft sigh. You were tired, it was late, honestly you couldn't but feel just a bit disappointed. In yourself... in Peter... in general. You told yourself that the last time this happened, would truly be the last time. No more blood stained carpets, or scrubbing dried bloody finger prints of the windows and walls Peter used to come in.
Obviously you failed to passed the memo to your handsome neighbor who seemed to find you as his new outlet for help. He felt terrible, he truly truly did, but he couldn't help it. He was used to getting help. Used to having someone take care of him when him was unable to do it himself.
"You're uhm, you're good." You sniffled, throwing the last bloody tissue in the trash. Tonight was fairly easy. He only suffered from a few bruises and scrapes from his brawls out in New York City. It took you only an hour to properly clean and sanitize cut and wound, but he was very well behaved throughout it all. "With your healing and everything, you should be good by morning. I think... I really don't know how this whole thing works still." You sighed.
You found out about Peter being Spider-Man a few months ago. He entered your apartment by accident, injured and tired. So tired he didn't see how horrified you were in the corner of your apartment, eating your bowl of lucky charms while he took off his mask. Ever since he begged you to be quite about all of this, and you agreed. His first time coming to you with an injury was soon after. He was dinged up pretty bad, and nearly collapsed into your arms begging for help. You were a nursing student at NYU, and you had no issue helping him. That might you both spent the night of your living room floor.
"Uhm yeah, t-thank you, y/n." Peter hummed. You nodded, crossing your arms as you watched him take in his surroundings.
"What's wrong?" You asked leaning against the door frame.
"It's uhm, it's nothing really, I was just- nevermind it's stupid honestly." He shook his head and you frowned.
After some time of doing this you and Peter actually became friends. Every time he came over covering in blood and tears you felt your heart ache. You had of course been worried. Sometimes he hasn't ever been hurt, just simple nightmares that you got to hear about every once in a while. And through all the bad times, which happened to be way too often, there was the good. The pizza he'd bring for a late dinner and thank you's every now and again. The deli sandwiches from what he proclaimed 'the best bodega shop in all of queens', and the occasional pints of ice cream. But he made sure to get new flavors every time just for some diversity. And somewhere in all of those smiles and laughter you started feeling something. Something that branched off into a bajillion different feelings.
"Peter, you can talk to me, you know... I'm quite literally you're only friend." You sighed and he smiled.
"That's- true..." he chuckled. "I was just wondering if I could... maybe uhm... crash on your couch for the night?" He asked, nerves racking over him. You were possibly his only positive interaction of the day, everyday. When he was around you he felt safe, and happy, and like the world- his world wasn't collapsing around him. "I don't know, I just really would feel comfortable not being alone tonight."
"Of course you can stay, Peter." You nodded. Something in you screamed. Peter had stayed over before, but that was before you even looked at him the way you did. Before he made your skin tingle whenever you were near him... or thinking about him. That was before you spent your nights fantasizing about the guy who would come in to capture bugs crawling around your apartment, and changing lightbulbs for you whenever you needed.
"Are you sure? I don't want to intrude or anything" he spoke up and you nodded.
"I'm sure," you smiled softly. "You can stay whenever you like, Peter, you know that." You sighed and he nodded.
"I know, I just... I don't know." He shrugged.
"Do you need a pillow? Blanket? Anything?" You asked and he shook his head. There was a Spider-Man blanket hung over the couch behind him, one he regularly teased you about, and soft pink throw pillows were enough to get him through the night.
"I'm good, y/n." He hummed. "Thank you..." he smiled to you and you nodded.
"Of course," you smiled. "I'm going to head to bed, uhm, you know you can eat whatever in the kitchen, and I have Netflix and Hulu And everything so if you want to watch anything you can go ahead." You added and he nodded.
"Goodnight, y/n."
"Goodnight, Pete."
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Peter sat with his hand behind him head, staring at the ceiling. His fingers tapping on his chest. Bare chest. He got hot while he waited for his sleep to take over.
He was tempted to just go home. It was right next door, and he could leave through the window so you wouldn't have to get up to lock the door. He wouldn't wake you, and he could find his own ways of lulling himself to sleep after he was in his own bed. Then he wouldn't have to sleep with this sharp spring from your couch stabbing into his sides. But in his own bed he wouldn't have this sort of comfort. This warmth of a smell that was you. He could only have this in your house, your couch, your blankets, and pillow, and even the floor.
You were laying in nearly the same position as Peter was in the next room. Unable to rest, a train of thoughts travel through your mind going millions of miles a second. It had been a good two hours since you said goodnight to Peter. Meaning you'd been laying here not getting a single ounce of sleep knowing how exhausted you were going to be in the morning.
You slid out of bed, in a thin tank top and just your underwear. You usually wore minimal clothes to bed, and if you had any clue that Peter was still awake you would've at least slid on some pajamas shorts. You're steps were quiet and careful to avoid all the creaky spots in the flooring as to not wake your guest. When you walked out of your room, you stopped immediately as his head turned immediately to you. The moonlight fresh on his face, illuminating all of his features in the most beautiful of ways.
"Did I wake you? I'm so sorry." You whispered.
"Nah, I haven't been able to sleep." He explained and you nodded.
"Me neither." You sighed. "It's too cold for my brain to focus on shutting down." You joked, and Peter scoffed.
"It's like a sauna out here." He spoke in response, "not to mention the spring that been stabbing me for the past 40 minutes." He sighed, sitting up from from couch.
   "Shit, Pete, I'm so sorry." You suddenly felt a wave of embarrassment flooding through you.
    "Hey, I've endured worse for longer, I'll be alright." He smiled, trying to ease your embarrassment. You let out a tiny sigh, already forgetting why you chose to come out of your room in the first place.
   "Do you want to sleep with me?" You blurted. You're eyes going wide at the statement and how wrong it came out of your mouth. "I mean like, in the bed... with me. Do you want to sleep in the bed with me?" You corrected awkwardly. "There's no spring or anything, and you won't be as hot..." you cleared your throat before deciding it was time to shut up.
   "I would love to sleep with you." Peter said, immediately closing his eyes as he went through the same realizations as you. "Not like that." He almost sounded disgusted, which he always aimed to fix. "I meant like, I'd like sleeping in the bed with you... not that I find the idea of sleeping with you romantically disgusting or anything but, I just know you meant... uhm... yeah." He shut himself up immediately. No further humiliation was needed by him continuing to speak.
You giggle softly at the ramblings, turning around to go back into your room. Peter sat, watching your moonlight silhouette as you disappeared into the darkness of your room. He followed shortly after, closing the door slowly behind him. You were already in the bed, waiting for him to join.
"It does feel really good in here." He let out a breath as the cool air touched his skin. He went to the other side of the bed, folding back the covers before sliding underneath them right next to you. You're bed wasn't that big, both of you had room, but no matter how you laid, you'd be touching. He felt your freezing cold skin, and you felt his strangely hot exterior.
   "You're freezing." He chuckled, turning his head to face you and you shivered a bit, just to prove his point.
   "I know. I don't get how you're not freezing either." You scoffed and he shrugged.
    "Because I'm not a reptile disguised as a human girl." He joked and you fake gasped. "My blood runs warm."
    "That was so mean." You exaggerated, smile formed on your lips. "I guess your kindness only applies when your in the suit." You humored, making him laugh. "I'm sure the world will be surprised when they learn that Spider-Man is an asshole who calls innocent women cold blooded reptiles." You scoffed, and he laughed.
   "Oh I'm sure they'd have a field day." He agreed. "They already hate me for something I didn't do, why not give them a real reason." He joked, but part of you felt bad.
   Peter told you about all his trials and challenges as Spider-Man. He told you about the spell that Dr.Strange cast to make the word forget him. About the friends and relationships he lost. His Aunt. Happy. Everything. Making a joke like that was a bit tone-deaf, but he didn't seem to mind. In fact he actually seemed to relax a bit more next to you every time he laughed.
    "They hate an innocent man, because they're afraid, Peter. They fear what they don't know and Can't control. They fear what they do know and can't control even more." You tried to ease his mind with what you hoped to be wise words.
   "You think I'm innocent?" He asked and you sighed.
   "We had this talked already, Peter. I wouldn't let a murderer into my home. Especially if they were as pretty as you, I've watched all those Bundy Documentaries." You explained and he felt his cheeks go hot.
   "You think I'm pretty?" He smiled wide, as he felt you're body stiffen.
    "Well I uhm- I mean not like- I mean- yes." You finally cleared your throat and he nodded. "You are very uhm, pretty." You spoke, defeatedly.
   Peter was smiling like a school girl talking to her long time crush. Part of him was even rejecting the urge to start squealing and kicking his feet in the air at the news. Of course, Peter had a bit of a crush on you as well. It had developed a few months ago. He came in, on the brink of consciousness, bleeding out of any and everywhere physically possible. He was ready to die. He was ready to not say goodbye to a single person he loved, and meet those who had already departed from him the second he closed his eyes for too long. Thankfully you were there. For him, everything was slow motion. For you it was hell. You moved the fastest you could possibly go, closing every wound, disinfecting everything, and hoping to god that Peter wouldn't die on your living room floor. Through all of it you stayed by him. You leaned against the couch, his head in your lap, stroking his blood soaked hair until he woke the next morning. You had tears staining your cheeks, and blood covering your hands and clothes. Your eyes were red and puffy, and a look of absolute exhaustion in your eyes. There was nothing he could do to thank you enough, but since that day his feelings for you began to feel like something a little more than what just a friend feels for another friend.
   "I think you're really pretty too." He mentioned. Your heart sped up once again. Surely he meant it just to be kind. There was no way, he was meaning the compliment that she meant.
   "I thought I was a cold blooded reptile?" You teased and he chuckled.
   "I say stupid things around pretty girls sometimes" he mumbled, a bit more seriously than you expected.
     After a few moments of silence Peter took in a deep breath.
   "Thank you."
"For?" You asked and he sighed with a soft shrug.
    "Everything. For not calling the cops the second I stepped in your place bloody and all Spider-Man-ish." He responded seriously and you huffed. "And for taking care of me even though I don't do anything to deserve it." He continued.
   "I would never do that to you." You spoke,  honestly. "I care about you, and I wouldn't do anything to jeopardize your safety after everything you've done for me and this ungrateful ass city."
    "You..." he took in a breath before his big reveal. He didn't know why he wanted to say this now. Probably the darkness and the lack of light illuminating your face making it easier to tell his truth. He could tell if you were disgusted by his comments, or even half asleep. He was just talking... hoping that you would've kick him out. "You make me... feel safe... safe in a way that I haven't felt in so long." He confesses, and you stop breathing entirely.
    "Peter-"
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have made it weird all of a sudden. But I just had to uhm... I had to tell you. Thank you. I don't have a lot of people left, and I've lost so much, and anytime I think about any hint of happiness I've had in the past few months has been you. So... thank you."
     Before you could even think about it, your lips were on his. Your body leaning over to connect the flesh before you swiftly pulled away, slapping a hand over your mouth and sitting up, guilt flowing free through every vein in your body, circulating around, and worsening as time went on.
   "I-I'm so sorry, I have no clue why I just did that, I feel like such an ass right now, holy shit." You covered your face with your hands as you tried getting yourself together.
    Peter sat up besides you, still taken aback by the surprise. He wasn't upset by it... in fact, that simple little kiss affected him in ways you had no idea of. Those few seconds of physical connection felt like he was high on something that he'd recover from. He wanted it again.
    "Hey, hey, hey," he spoke softly, taking your wrist and pulling your hands away from your face. You fought the actions but you weren't a match for his unparalleled strength. "You don't have to apologize." He assured. "I uhm... I liked it."
   "You did?" You asked dumbly, causing him to chuckle.
   "Can I- If you comfortable with it, can I kiss you?" He asked, hope in his voice as you felt one of the biggest reliefs lifted off your chest.
   "Please." You sighed out.
  Slowly, Peter neared your face, lips grazing over yours. He pressed his soft lips against yours, a soft moan leaving your lips at the contact. It started slow. Your lips moving together in a slow rhythm, molding into each other as if life depended on it. Then you felt his tongue swiping across your bottom lip, to which you granted permission. His tongue was powerful and overtaking as you quickly submitted to his dominance in the area. His hands releasing your wrist and moving to cup your face.
   You had no issue allowing him to overpower you. It was a moment of lust and sheer will, you're body falling back into your pillows, with him wedging himself in between your bare legs, not breaking the kiss until the both of you were struggling to breath, on the verge of passing out.
   "Is this okay?" Peter asked, slightly out of breath and you nodded. "I need words, y/n, I need to hear you tell me you're okay with this." He pleaded.
   "I want this." You said in a near whisper. With that he connected you're lips once again, before you pushed him away. The moon shining in through the blinds creating white stripes along his face. You could see his confusion, and lust and how he was staring down at you waiting patiently for you to speak. "I don't want to be a distraction." You stated. His eyebrows furrowing for a moment, a saddening expression transferring front. "I don't want to be the rebound." You stated.
   "You're not, I wouldn't do that to you. I wouldn't let myself do that to you."
   "Promise?" You asked, hope for his honesty in your voice.
   "I promise." He promised. "I owe you my life, and there's nothing I can do to expression my gratitude." He began. "But if you'd let me, I'd like to make you feel that way you make me feel." He spoke, and you felt chills run straight through your core.
   "Say the words and I'm yours."
"I want you, y/n, in every way." Fuck.
     "Take me."
  Your lips connected once more, his body pressing a bit more weight onto yours. You could feel his loose bulge through the thin fabric of his pajama pants.  He was pressed against your dampening core, legs stretched apart to accommodate Peters Body.
   Your kisses were sloppy, and open mouths, and heavy breathing. Hands roaming all over his skin, getting the best possible feel of him as you could.
       His hands traveled down your body, briefly grazing over your breasts, thumbs lightly flickering on the hard buds as he continued down your waist. His fingers played around the waist band of your panties, lips kissing along your jawline in that same sloppy fashion. His teeth nip and lips suck at every sensitive patch of skin on your neck that gained a reaction from you. Your heart was thumping a million miles an hour. You're mind still trying to process the fact that you were in the same position you fantasized about being in for the past few months. Totally in awe with the way his body was moving against your, and how he's barely ever touch you but you were already an eager panting mess for him.
"Can I touch you?" He mumbled against your skin earning a breathy barely audible 'yes' reply.
His fingers slipped past the band of your panties, fingers grazing down your slit coating themselves in your sticky arousal. Peters jaw dropped in slight awe at the amount of arousal you managed to produce, for him. His lips connected again with yours, softly and more intimate than the last time. His middle and ring finger pressed gently on your clit, sending a slight shock straight up your spine, you shivered into the kiss, moaning as he begin his movements in tiny circles.
Your breathing picking up as his fingers began rubbing your bundle of nerves faster and faster, causing slight breathlessness as you tried to continue kissing him. Your mouth propped open, letting out soft moans as your felt a familiar heat bubbling in your stomach. You hand traced down his arm, fingers resting lightly on his wrist as his fingers worked their delicate magic on your bundle of nerves.
"Does that feel good?" Peter asked softly and you nodded quickly.
"It's so good." You moaned, eyes shut, chasing after that quick high as he brought you closer. "gonna cum soon, please don't stop." His mouth watered at the desperation and lust in your voice. You hands wrapped around his wrist tightening as he speed up his fingers, feeling your legs try to closer around him while he kept them open. Your moans increasing in volume, which he tried to hush by pressing your lips together. This action only made you more feral, head falling back as your back began to arch off the bed. He fingers pressing harder down on your clit as he listen to your name roll off his tongue, completely mesmerized by the moment before he snapped back to reality.
"Shhh" he continued, pressing a kiss to your exposed neck. "Thin walls, baby." You caught your lip in between your teeth in attempts to muffle the noises. "Good girl." His breath on your skin sent you into a spiral of euphoric waves coursing through your body. Breaths heavy, and chest heaving up and down with a light break of sweat on the surface of your skin. "You sound so pretty right now." He moaned, pressing his lips to your jawline.
"Shhiittt." You hummed out, trying to make yourself seem like less of a mess than you were.
Peter stole his fingers away from you, causing you to pout before he stuck them in his mouth. Sucking off all of your juices with a moan. Your sweet taste dancing on his tongue, causing him to crave more than just a tiny taste of you.
"God, you taste so good." He moaned, pressing his hard on right into you still covered crotch. Your hands traveled down his body to the band of his pajamas pants. He stopped you just as fast as you begun, earning a look of confusion. "I uhm, As much as I would love that, I really want to feel you." He mentioned softly and part of you melted inside, you felt like orgasming all over again just from his presence.
"Are you sure? We can always-"
"I'm not going to last very long if we do that." He read your mind and you smiled. You nodded with completely understanding, pulling your head to press a kiss to his lips. He smiled down at you, and you're understanding gesture, still a bit in shock as to how he got here. "You have no idea what you do to me, do you?" He groaned, hands reaching into his own pants, pulling his hard on right out of its confinements.
"I could say the same, Parker." You sighed, feeling the movements as he pumped himself above you, preparing himself and hoping he would cum the second he pushed himself into you.
As you felt his tip pressing at your entrance you let out a shaky breath. The pressure and thickness of his tip making you pray to the higher powers that he'd be able to fit. Slowly and agonizingly he began sliding into you. The slickness from your arousal allowing him to go in smoothly. You're mouth falling open, as you let out a shaky moan. His length filling you to the absolute brim, not stopping until your hips were touching once again.
His eyes squeezed shut, trying to conduct himself from pounding straight into you as he felt your walls taking him in so tightly. Heavy breaths and strong personal will, and the need to fulfill this perfect moment keeping him at bay.
"Fuck your so big." You whined softly.
"You feel so good." He groaned, slowly rocking his body into yours earning a little squeak. "Is this okay?" He asked, carefully making sure you're fully adjusted.
"Fuck yes" you moaned, "can you go faster please?" Your voice so warm and sexy drive he couldn't help but fulfill every request. His hips pulled back, before moving straight back in at a quicker pace. He was holding himself up by his arms, gripping the sheet as he tried controlling himself from digging his nails straight into you. "Harder." You cried out and he obliged. You're head turned to the side, eye watering as the pleasure began to building in your stomach. You saw his hands clenching the fabrics under the two of you. Moonlight illuminating the veins popping out of his arms, sending chills straight to your core. You wanted him, all of him, you didn't want him holding back. "I can take it." You spoke, hand grazing his, as you looked back to his. Dazed and confused he looked down at you. Soft glow from the moonlight making it impossible to keep himself together.
"Can't hurt you." He mumbled, quick, and out of breath.
"Please fuck me harder, Peter." Your whined, pushing your hips back against his. "want it hard." You mumbled, and he snapped. His hips pulling out further than they hard been, before hitting against your body as he pushed all the way back in. You screamed at the pleasure, arms wrapping around him, as he began his brutal assault, loud moans and cursing leaving your lips.
He bent himself down on his elbows, setting a harder pace. One of his hands flew over to clasp your mouth, muffling the loud noises echoing through the walls.
After you body gave a shaking release, Peter followed suit. Body shivering as he shot his white hot strings of cum into your core. Your walls still squeezing him, just a bit tighter than before. He suddenly get light, relaxed, and even a bit happy. Chemicals of joy surfing through his mind waves, as he removed his hand from your lips, listening to your soft whimpers and high pitched whines.
"Fuck." You let out a breath as Peter slowly pulled out of your hot cunt, collapsing next to you on the mattress. Sweat layered on both of you bodies, now soaking up in the fabrics below.
"That was incredible." Peter huffed, letting out a steady stream of air through his lips. You rolled your body over, head resting on his chest as you laid on your side, hand going up to tap your fingers against his bare sweaty chest. You could practically hear his heartbeat, feeing the tiny thumps against your ear.
"I would make a joke about taking me to dinner, but I don't have the energy." You hummed, eyes fluttering open and closed, trying to stay alert. Peter chuckled, placing a kiss to the top of your head.
"We should get you to the bathroom, before you fall asleep right?" He double checked and you answered with an 'mhm' "am I going to have to carry you?" He meant as more of a threat. You hated being carried, seeing as anytime he tried carrying you, you ended being swung through the bare streets of New York. It made you sick nearly every time, and he would always make fun of you about it. Instead of shaking your head profusely and threatening to cutting out an organ of his, you just hummed another 'mhm'.
"Take a bath with me?" You spoke softly.
"Only because you asked so kindly" he teased, kissing your head once more before attempting to sit up.
"Aht aht ah" you stop him, keeping his back against the bed, locking your legs together so he couldn't get up. "nap first, then bath, promise." You hummed, allowing your eyes to finally shut.
Peter just smiled as he felt your fingers tapping on his chest ceasing their slow movements. Indicating you had already fallen victim to the sandman. He didn't bother trying to wake you again.
He just accepted his new role as personal pillow and went with it.
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oneirataxiahiraeth · 2 years
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Hey, I was wondering if you could do a Kai Parker smut with a dom!fem reader, I've got a couple tiktoks I could send you the links for that might help the thought process behind it, thanks :))
Change in Dynamics
Pairings : fem!reader x KaiParker
Warnings : swearing, mentions of death, dom!reader, sub!brat!kai, jealousy?crazy!reader, bondage(handcuffs), use of sex toys, a brief touching on a mommy kink, masturbation(fem), teasing, cumeating???, this is also not proofread:)
Word Count : 2.8k
Summary : After catching Kai flirting with another woman, y/n takes matters into her own hands and decide to show Kai just how much he needs her.
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   You watched the amusing show he was putting on. A light layer of sweat building on his skin. Bare chest out and showing just how deep his breaths were becoming. His abs tightening as tugged at the handcuffs keeping him bound to his chair. You had his legs spread wide, his cock out, cool air solidifying the siphon as you watched the beautiful sight.
    "This is cute." He chuckled.  "This pathetic attempt at dominance." He shook his head and you smiled.
   "Is it?" You hummed, slowly dropping the silky red robe draped around your skin. You were laced up in an equally as bright red lingerie, covering some bits, but definitely not all. The sight caused kai to nearly choke on air as he watched the fabric fall to the bedroom floor.
   "Let me out." He cleared his throat.
"Oh no, sweetheart." You shook your head, growing closer to the siphon in obvious heat. "Don't you know what a punishment looks like?" You questioned.
   "That's what this is? A temper tantrum? Over what? What has the little brat so upset tonight?" He spoke, the same condescending tone in his voice he's had all night with you. Unfortunately for him, he had almost gotten on your bad side. Which wouldn't have been pretty for him.
   "You tell me, Parker. You're the king of temper tantrums." You mocked. "What has me so riled up?" You asked, leaning over him, hands resting on the arms rest where his hands were handcuffed to. "I'll give you a hint." You huffed at his eye roll. "She's a redhead." You mocked his breath as he gasped and nodded his head. "Oo- my bad, I meant was. She was a redhead..." you smiled. His mood instantly changed. Body stiffened under you as confusion took over.
  "Was?" He cleared his throat.
"Mhm. Don't you remember?" You asked, now taking advantage of your turn to be condescending. "You texted her to met you at 'your spot' tonight." You explained. "Unfortunately it's a full moon..." Kai closed his eyes for a second, before letting out a deep sigh. "You tried saving her but the wolves were just sooo viscous tonight. They tore her to shreds." You let out a tiny 'hmph' as you shrugged away the thought of the poor innocent redhead that got caught up in the toxic mess that was Y/N Y/L/N and Malachi Parker.
   "petty jealousy." Kai mumbled, maintaining eye contact with you, trying to establish his own dominance, only it wasn't working too well.
   "No, no, no, jealousy implies me feeling threatened and insecure of my place in your life... and bed... mind...etcetera." You ran a finger under his chin. "I personally believe that the term 'extremely territorial' fits best."  You explained.
   "I call it being a crazy jealous bitch." Kai challenged. "But to each there own, I guess."
   "I thought that's why you liked me so much." You tilted your head to the side just a bit.
    "Before you started killing random girls that I've talked to." He explained. "It's kinda weird, especially since we're not even dating." He shook his head and you almost felt a spike of hurt flowing through you.
    You and Kai had been 'messing around' for the past few months. You of course kept it on the dl knowing how you're friends were when it came to your love life. They hated every boyfriend you've been had. But considering every boyfriend you've had ended up being a terrible horrible fucked up person whose to blame them? But Kai? Kai was different. You're crazy and his Crazy complimented each other well. Which is exactly why your friends wanted you no where near the siphon.
   They were less frightened of his rubbing off on you, as to the other way around.
   "Oh wow, that almost hurt my feelings." You spoke sarcastically.
   "Let me out of these handcuffs and we can talk about this, yeah?" He offered, but you didn't seem too intrigued by the deal. "We can fuck this out like every other disagreement we've had." He tried to negotiate, but nothing.
   "Here's the thing, Baby." You hummed, fingers tracing along his defined muscle, and veins popping from his skin. "I don't like sharing. I don't like people touching my stuff. Looking at my stuff. Or talking to my stuff." You tried making this sound a bit more kid friendly. "And I really hate when my stuff looks, and talks back." You made sure to pronounce the 'K', listening as kai swallowed hard.
    As weird as you were being, he should've been trying to comply and escape. But with every inch you grew closer to him the harder he got. He'd never seen this side of you before, but god, had he wished he had. You're beyond gorgeous, intelligent, and crazy? A combination you don't find often.
   "I don't care whether we date or not Kai. As far as I am concerned... we are both, two free single individuals." You nodded, watching his his eyebrows furrowed. "Only... you're not. I don't want you talking to other girls... looking at them... anything that might make it seem like you're interested. I'm the only woman that should be on your mind." 
   "you're insane."
"Yes, I am." You didn't seem too phased by the accusation. "Clinically unwell in the head." You smiled, before it dropped completely. "I'll kill every single bitch that so much as blinks with too much force near you." You deadpanned.
   "I'd like to see you try."
"Don't get me excited, Kai, you know I love a challenge."
   "And what if I decided we're over?"
"How does that saying go?" You asked without even a thought about it. "... if I can't have you..." kai gulped as you're eyes held a mischievous glimmer in them. "No one can."
    Kai swallowed harshly once again, unable to come up with any reply. He was more focused on getting his boner sitting straight on his stomach to go down. This banter sending any thought and blood right to where he needed it the least. He couldn't help it, you were more his type than he realized.
     You noticed the heavy effect you had on the siphon. Your fingers tracing around the base of his cock, noticing the little dribbles of precum he was leaking. It was a light, ghosting touch, but just the sensation had him shivering under your touch. Your lips ghosted over his neck, tongue poking out every so often the leave a soft stripe along the vein showing through his skin.
"Let me go." Kai breathed out. Cock aching for the relief you were denying him. "You win, I'm yours." He was quick to give in, but you weren't that gullible. You knew his game better than he did. And you weren't one known for losing.
You pulled away from the brunet. Body moving gracefully as his eyes glued to everywhere but your face. You had a wonderful plan to show Kai everything he was missing tonight. He was a very... hands on, kind of witch, so having him sit sidelines while you got off without his help would kill him. You were wearing his favorite color, which obviously had an effect on him. You're nipples were poking through the lace. Damp core soaking the thin fabric of the thong paired with the rest of your piece. He watched as you swayed your hips all the way back to the bed.
You bent down slowly, sliding a velvety black box from under your bed. You placed it on top of your duvet, a light smile on your face for what was to come next.
You climbed on the bed, positioning yourself front and center for Kai to have full access to everything about to go down. He watched carefully, cock aching as you slowly pulled off the red lace covering your glossy cunt. You dropped the fabric to the ground, not worried about where it landed. You opened the box. Fingers running over all the scandalous items waiting inside. You took you time decide how you want to please yourself first. You settling on a soft lavender colored dildo. It was a decent size, somewhat around the size of Kai, which he took good note of. His eyebrows furrowed, watching how you handle the object.
"You really prefer to get off on a piece of rubber rather than me?" He asked snarkily, trying to keep himself together.
"Jealous?" You teased. "At least this piece of rubber can actually keep up with me." You commented, watching Kai's face grow red. "But you can you can take this as an excellent opportunity to improve. Keep your mind sharp... and dick hard."
"You're not funny." He mumbled, watching as your legs spread in front of him.
"Yeah?" You hummed.
You're fingers began teasing your clit first. You're breathing was steady, as the pleasure began to build. You were already sensitive from early in the day. The thought of what you had planned for him had been sending butterflies through you all day, and you had no issues getting off the thought of him in his current position. All tied up and a mess while he was forced to watch you.
Kai was a strong witch, and probably one of the smartest you'd met. He could've gotten out of those cuffs and that chair with ease if he wanted to. But he didn't, which meant he only has himself to blame.
"I can make you cum 10 times harder than a fucking toy, y/n." Kai spoke as if it was common knowledge. The confidence in his voice sending chills down your spine, a soft moan slipped past your lips as you spread out your lips with your pointer and middle finger, showcasing your cunt for the captive. His cock was straining for attention, precum dripping down his stomach and balls as there was no one to clean him up.
    He was frustrated in the worst way, watching as you massaged your clit in fast tint circles, moaning and whining as you brought yourself close to the edge multiple time, but never getting too close. He mewled at the sight of you plunging your pretty red painted fingernails into your cunt. Only using to of your own digits to stretch out the whole he was praying he'd get to abuse at some point tonight.
    You weren't even paying attention to his straining, but you felt it. The tense air, his emotion dominating over the dim lights. You were winning. The plan was working.
     As you continued pump your finger in and out of your cunt your other hand took over the toy you had smartly picked out. The soft lavender colored dildo waiting patiently for its use. You brought the tip of the toy up to your mouth, moaning around the silicone. You allowed your spit to coat the exterior of the toy, shivering with anticipation.
    "A fake dick isn't what you're craving, just let me go, and I can give it to you." It was more of a plead than him trying to get himself out of trouble. He was becoming desperate. Good.
     You removed you're fingers, sitting up from you spot on the bed. Eyes connecting with his as you slid off slowly. Dildo still in hands and your sticky juices still covering you fingers. You slowly approached the chair. His legs still wide and coco still achingly hard.
    "Your right, baby," you cooed, setting the dildo right in front of him. It was set side by side with his own cock, the bottom of the toy suctioning to the small space of chair available. "I might need your help." You hummed seductively. You climbed onto the siphon lap, sure to avoid both the dildo and Kai cock just for now. He watched you with dark lustful eyes, even a bit of anger and humiliation mixed in with that. "Now be a good boy and open your mouth." You gripped his chin, forcing his mouth open as he watched you carefully. You inserted your arousal coated fingers into his mouth, making sure to really cost his tongue in your juices. "Go ahead and suck me off, baby." You whispered. And for some reason, beyond his own belief, he obliged.
   His lips closed around your fingers, tongue swirls around each digit, sucking off your juices. Something once so erotic that usually had you a mess and ready to cum in seconds now felt... humiliating... in a exhilarating kind of way for him. He relished the taste on his tongue as you slowly pulled your fingers from his tongue.
    "Perfect." You moaned, taking your wet fingers, reaching between you and Kai's body for the dildo. Massaged the silicone as if it were real, watching Kai and his jaw clench at the motion of your hands scraping against his own cock.  You knew what you were doing, you knew how crazy you were making him. And you were enjoying every second of it. You lined yourself up with the thick toy, feeling the hard purple tip pressing into your cunt. "Fuck it's so good." You whined, slowly lowering yourself on the toy.
   Kai just continued to glare at you as you slowly moved your hips on the toy. Arms around his neck for balance. He wasn't going to last much longer, but you knew that. You knew what you were doing.
    "Is this your plan?" He spoke, not realizing that with every word he was just egging you on. "Fuck yourself, pretending it's me. That's pathetic." He spat and you nodded.
    "Mhm, is that why you're so hard right now?" You asked, picking up the pace with you're movements. "Or are you fantasizing about me bouncing on your dick instead of a dildo?" You smirked, watching his obviously unpleased reaction. "Next time you decide to flirt with some random bitch to Piss me off, sweetheart, make sure she can get you as hard as I can." There was a bullet of sweat beginning to form on Kai's forehead. He was going to cum. Why? God, was that even a question? He didn't even think he was into this kind of stuff... not before you.. before this. He was usually the one tying stuff, not being tied.  "You looked like you're going to explode, baby, I bet you fucking like this huh?" You lifted yourself only drop down again of the silicone dick, moaning loudly as you felt your knees becoming weaker. You bent his head down to watch the scene ahead of him. And he did without hesitation or complaining. He watched as your beautiful cunt bounce in the toy. He noticed the way you trembled as you fucked yourself in front of him. "Oh fuck" you moan, releasing your grip on him, bringing your fingers down to your clit rubbing fast circles as your other hand keep you steady by resting on his shoulders. Kai let out a low guttural moan as he watched your face contort in ways he knew all too well.
    You were close, sensitive sex aching to cum, but before you even got the chance you gasped at the throaty moan that escaped the siphons lips. You didn't stop, as you felt the warm spurts, landing against your stomach. You smiled looking down, moving quickening in pace as he made a mess of himself and you. Cum dripping down his bare abdomen and cock as he release the insane pressure built up inside of him. You followed suit soon after, body twitching as you came on the toy.  Your juices dripping down the silicone as you slid all the way off, popping the toy off the chair and bringing it to your lips.
   Kai looked defeated and worn, as if he's been through the most horrific battle. Eyes burning into your as kitten licked the tip of the toy.
   "That was probably the best nonnsex I'd ever had." You teased, to which you received no response. You took the toy, swiping up one of the strings of cum dripping down your body thanks to him. He watched as you sucked off the white substance with ease, moaning as you did so as if that brought you the most pleasure. "I barely even touched you and you made such a mess, for mommy." You teased again, making his cock twitch at the name. "The night is just getting started and you already look like you want me dead." You bit your lip, tracing the toy down his abdomen, collecting even more of his cum as he shivered against the touch.
    "The second I get out of these," he started which made you smile.
   "What? You're going to make me pay?" You giggled, a condescending tone in your voice. "Your my bitch tonight, Parker. And I am going to have so much fun."
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oneirataxiahiraeth · 2 years
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Pairings : fem!reader x harrystyles
Warnings : mentions of alcohol, swearing, chris pine, exhibitionism???, bathroom sex, oral (m.receiving), p in v, public sex
Word count : 2k<
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The night was passing by all too quickly. It was about 2 a.m., yet the party was at an all time high. With the night full of interviews, and red carpets, and paparazzi's and camera, everyone was finally able to relax, knowing not a single phone or camera was in sight.
    You and your cast mates had fun enjoying the special party thrown for all your hard efforts, and time out into this new movie. Since the premiere early tonight most of everyone had changed. From their full suits and well themed gowns and heels to their party dresses and slacks. Everyone looking just as stunning and beautifully extravagant as before.
    "Another round?" Chris asked, but you shook your head quickly. Not a single moment of hesitation. If you drank anymore you wouldn't remember a single detail about tonight, and you'd surely regret it in the morning. "Oh come on, it's still early and you're already clockin out?" Chris laughed, your table full of  friends joining in.
    "Are you gonna clean up the vomit in the morning, Mr.Pine?" You questioned, and he just shook his head.
   "Fair, that's fair." He nodded. "At least go out there and dance with everyone else." He nudged your shoulder and you groaned.
   You've had a fair amount to drink tonight. Enough so to make dancing sound like the most splendid idea. But also still leaving you with just a bit of common sense to know that dancing was probably the worst idea. You had no intentions on getting on the floor and showing how absolutely horrendous your moves were. Though looking out you could see a vast majority of your friends out in the crowd having the time of their lives. Gemma, Harry, Flo, and Kiki, all dancing in their little clique on the dance floor. All of them looked so silly, but they seemed to be having a good time which you couldn't make fun of.
    "Oh no, I could never." You shook your head.
"Yeah, you could." Chris hummed, grabbing your wrist, gently pulling you out of the booth you stuck yourself in. "It'll be fun to dance a little. I know I'm not as young as the rest of you heathens but I know how to party." He slurred together.
    He dragged you out on the dance floor, pushing you in between the rest of you friends who accepted you with ease.
   "Make sure she doesn't try to escape!" Chris joked, as Gemma placed her arms around your shoulders.
     You danced awkwardly stiff until Gemma forced you to get into the beat. Her smiles and laughter more contagious than anything. Everyone laughing and dancing carelessly on, and around each other, at some point, you and Florence had Harry sandwiched between the two of you, poking at his sides, and messing up his Harry as you all sang along to the Rihanna remix playing through the speakers. At some point in the night, everyone subconsciously picked themselves and dancing partner. Flo and Kiki, Gemma managed to dragged Olivia onto the floor and away from the booth that you were once hiding as well, and you and Harry managed to stick together.
   While filming you and Harry had few scenes together, but on set you were good friends. Buying lunch for each other and making random bets, pulling pathetic pranks, and terrorizing each other around set. You both gotten pretty close on set, and tonight at the premiere the chemistry was unreal. Whenever you were on the carpet he made it a mission to stay as close to you as possible. He'd had his fair share of movie premieres and carpets, but you were practically a pro. And having someone to joke around with all night out here at ease.
    "You might to stop doing that, love." Harry cleared his voice, hands placed on the hips that pressed your ass against his crotch.
     Over the past few months you managed to develop the tiniest crush on the singer/actor. He was handsome, no doubt, and you had the same terrible humor. He also loved all the things you loved, and did all the things you did too. Almost like he was the male version of you. It was hot.
   "Huh?" You spoke over the music, turning around to face the 6'0 piece of man. Your arms draped over his shoulders as you both bounced a little less enthusiastically to the music. Your body was pressed close to his, just because there was so many people on the floor, you barely had room to give him space. And because of this, it wasn't that hard to figure out what he was talking about. You bouncing slowed drastically, and his eyes squeezed shut.
   "I'm sorry, y/n/n," he sighed. "I tried fighting it off, but you were so close-"
    "There's private restrooms around the corner...." You couldn't even think before speaking. "I could help you, if you want..." you offered. If it wasn't so dark, you'd be able to see the sheer delight and shock playing on Harry's incredible sharp features.
   "Are you sure?" He asked, heart skipping a beat as he felt your fingers rubbing circles along his skin.
    You nodded, lips getting caught between your top and bottom lip. Both of you looked around, making sure your friends were too busy to notice the both of you sneaking off. The second Harry saw fit, he was dragging you off the floor in the direction of those private restrooms. He dragged you straight to the woman's restroom, pushing you in and locking the door. It was fairly clean, and pink neon signs were all over the walls, giants mirrors, and 3 stalls in the back in case one was traveling with a group. 
    The second the door closed, you had Harry pinned against the door. Lips crashing together in one long moans between the both of you. His hands traveling all along your body, your hands working simultaneously to under the levels of buttons in his black slacks. His bulge making the fabric tighter around his muscular legs, up until he felt your hands grazing against its length.
    "Can I?" You asked, pulling your lips away from him and he nodded.
   "Please do, darling." He let out an exasperated sigh. You smiled, pressing one last kiss to his lips, his soft gin flavored lips.
   You sunk to your knees in just seconds. Pulling out his length, only to have your jaw drop at the sight. It was stunning. His tip was an glossy angry red with precum beginning to ooze down the length of his cock. Your mind went to the worst of places, dreaming of how you'd give him the chance to destroy you if he'd approve of doing so himself. Your fingers wrapped tightly around the base of his cock, slowly pumping along his length. It was enough for him the feel the sensational pleasure as he anticipated what was to be next.
   "Oh fuck" he moaned, your lips wrapping around his tip, tongue tracing over the slit as he place a hand on the top of your head.
   His precum was a bit salty, mixing well with the taste of flesh. You sucked in a breath as you took him deeper into your mouth, not stopping until you felt him hit the back of your throat, eye watering as you stayed there for just a few seconds, Harry's eyes fluttering at the sensation running through him. His breathing was becoming a bit harsher, chest heaving as he tried keeping his noises down. 
    You pulled back, releasing his cock with a soft pop, taking in a large breath of arm. Your hand pumped his still rock hard length, tongue returning to the base of his cock, licking stripes as you watched him struggle to keep his breathing steady.
   "You're killing me." He whined and you smiled.
   You took him into your mouth was more, moving your head back and forth on his length. Every now and then he would reach the back of your throat and you'd let out a soft gagging sound that caused his cock to throb against your tongue. You kept your suction tight, moaning around him every so often earning another moan from him and small praises that only urged you further.
   "Fuck, I'm going to cum." He panted, chest heavy a bit heavier now, hips slightly bucking into your mouth. You hand resting on his thighs as the other working on massaging his sack. "Fucking hell, y/n, shit, stop stop stop" he panting, pulling his hips back, and you away from his throbbing cock, begging for some release.
   "What's wrong? Did I do something?" You're eyes went wide, worry taking over your throats as he shook his head.
    "No, no, no, you were perfect, so good, you have no idea of how many times I fantasized about those pretty lips around me." He spoke, noticing how smudge your lipstick was. If he looked down he was sure he'd see a bit of it on his dick. "I just didn't want to cum in your mouth just in case you weren't okay with it." He let out a breath.
    "I'm fine with it." You nodded, innocent doe eyes staring up at him. Mascara smudged a bit under your eyes.
   "Right, and I also wanted to uhm..." he squeezed his eyes shut trying to think of how to say his next request.
    "I'm not on the pill, so you'd have to wear a condom." You finished his thought on your own.
     You stood and he smiled, lips connecting once more. He bent down slightly, hands gripping right below your ass as he lifted you, legs wrapping around his waist. He walked you over to the sink counter, lips still moving together more lustful than before. Your fingers lost in his soft brown locs, his lips traveling down you neck sending butterflies through your body. Your moans echoing off the matte black painted walls. Back arching off the cool mirror behind you as Harry sucked and nipped at the soft skin on your neck.
    His hands pushing up the sparkling fabric of your pretty dark blue party dress that had him simply feral. You were wearing a seamless thong designed specifically for this style of dress, and they were now soaked in all of your juices. 
    "So wet f'me, darling." He groaned, fingers pressing against your covered core. You moaned at the much needed contact. "Sucking me off do that to you?" He huffed, pulling off the thin fabric, stuffing it in his shirt pocket without thinking about it.
   "Been wet for you all day, H." You moaned,"So hot in that fucking suit, god, been wanting to fuck you all night." You whine.
    "Shit" Harry groaned, his cock throbbing at the desperation in your voice. He pulled out the wallet in his back pocket, pulling out the condom in its foil packaging. He rushed opening it, sliding it on as carefully and quickly as he possibly could, seeing your naked core glossy with arousal as he made you wait for him to finish.
   "Please Harry, I want it so bad." You hummed, legs spreading wider.
   His lines his cock with your entrance, pressing his tip against your lips, savoring this moment. All those times he spent fantasying about you, he was not letting this moment go to waste. He allowed your arousal to spread around the tip of his cock, allowing him to push his tip into your cunt with ease. You moan, finger nails digging into his shoulder as you let out a shaky moan. He slowly continued to push into you until he was as far as he could reach at this current angle.
   "You're so tight, baby" he groaned, trying to keep himself from pounding into you. Your walls were squeezing him to the point that he felt like he was going to cum if he made a move too sudden.
    "You're so big, fuck" you couldn't help but twitch against him as you got used to the feeling of him practically splitting you in two. "You can move." You give him the go ahead and he wastes no time.
   His hips pulling back until he was only about halfway in before slamming back into you. You cried out loudly, as his paced picked up into one so brutal you weren't sure if you'd be able to walk out of the club without assistance. You released every moan without guilt or shame, allowing him to hear the absolute pleasure state you were in. Your hips moving against the marble counter tops to me his, his hands gripping your waist, to help the process.
   It didn't take long before you felt that tight knot in the out of your tummy threaten to pop. Fingers rubbing at you clit, as heavy pants and moans and whines filled the space, teary eyes, and sweaty bodies filling your head as your legs began to twitch.
  "G-gon'na cum" you cried out, to which harry didn't respond. He just kept going, focusing on making you fun before he let himself go. 
    You came with his name rolling off tongue, body tensing as that ecstasy filled wave waged over you.
    Harry couldn't help but follow right after, only pumping a few times before he began filling his condom with a load he would've given anything to see dripping out of your cunt. After staring in utter shock for a few moments, he finally looked back up to your list blown eyes.
    "think we can go back to the hotel?" You asked, hoping to continue this until you truly couldn't think.
   "we can go anywhere you'd like." Harry hummed, leaning in to press a soft kiss on your lips.
    As the both of you hurried to clean yourselves up, you failed to hear the knocking on the bathroom door over the loud pumping of music. You fixed the smudging of lipstick and whipped away the one dark mascara streak running down your face. Harry felt himself growing hard all over again as he realized he was the one who made you into that mess. Harry disposed  of his condom, fixing his trouser in the mirror as you fixed your dress, trying to ignore the sticky mess traveling further down your thighs.
   "We should go before anyone starts looking for us."Harry advised and you nod. Taking his hand as you tried exiting the restroom.
   Once the door opened your eyes squeezed shut immediately. Florence stood in shock seeing you two hand in hand with a mouth hung wide open, and giddy smile on his red tinted lips.
    "No fucking way." She laughed. "In the fucking washroom? Goodness at least have some class." She teased, watching as Hardy hid his smile and the redness spreading to his face.
    "Flo. You can't say a word!" You narrowed your eyes.
   "I won't! I'm going to say a few!" She scoffed. "Do you know how dirty washrooms are? Did you use protection? And please tell me those are not you underwear in his pocket." She laughed again.
    "Oh my god," you groaned.
"I don't think this is the time to bringing him into this." She joked.
   "Flo, uhm, we're going to head out." Hardy cleared his throat.
   "What? Bar sex wasn't good enough?" She scoffed.
"Flo." You whined."
   "Sorry, I'm sorry, I'm done." She giggled. "Just tell me which stall to avoid." She asked and you and Harry looked to each other for just a split second.
   "None of them." Harry shrugged. "We did it on the sink." He smirked.
  "Oh you both make me sick."
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oneirataxiahiraeth · 2 years
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Celebrity Masterlist
Hi hi hi, you guys should know the drill by now, and if not, that’s totally fine, welcome to my disgustingly dirty page where nothing is normal:) this is my Celeb master-list where you can find most of my celeb fics.
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SMUT = ❕ ANGST = 🩸 FLUFF = 🧸
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Anything for You ❕🧸
Sweet morning sex with Harry and a pleasant surprise
Yes Daddy, I will ❕🧸
Where y/n and Harry get to know each other a little better after dating for a while.
Stall ❕🧸
In which you and Harry are costars celebrating the release of your new movie… in the restroom of an A-lister club.
Shawn Mendes
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Sunny Days ❕🧸
where Shawn and his girlfriend have so fun in their new backyard garden.
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oneirataxiahiraeth · 2 years
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Hello! I was wondering if you can do a smut headcanon of the reader walking in on Kai jerking off! Thanks!! I love your writing, btw!
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Walking in on him
Pairing: Kai Parker x witch!Reader
Warning: SMUT (18+), masturbation (Y/N walking in on him), oral sex (male receiving)
Word Count: 978
Author's note: Apologies for taking so long 😅 This is my first headcanon by the way. I tried my best. Let me know how it is.
Proofreader: @the-big-bad-klaus (my saviour <3)
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Y/N twisted the key to Kai’s apartment, entering his living room.
Since, they were best friends, he gave her a spare key to his apartment so that she can come by any time.
Y/N looked around and he wasn't there. Her slippers pattered against the wooden floor as she made her way to his bedroom, intending to return the grimoire he had lent her earlier in the week.
As she lifted her hand to knock against the door, she heard his voice. Was he on the phone? Was he sleep talking or something?
She concentrated on the sound. That's when she realised that they weren't exactly words. She could hear light panting or groans.
Her heart almost stopped when she heard him groan her name. She was shocked. Suddenly, she felt creepy listening against the door.
Her hand hovered over her doorknob for a few seconds, debating whether she should enter his room or not. But before she could talk herself out of it, her hand twisted the knob, and opened the door.
But then, she dropped the book. The sight in front of her was absolutely sinful.
Kai's hand was wrapped firmly around his length, and what a length it was.
“Y/N, what the fuck?!”
Her body was froze in position as she watched him scramble to pull his sheets over his naked body, his face flushed red.
“Uh- I’m sorry, I- your um grimoire. Uh-”
Why was forming words so hard right now. Even though Kai's face was glaring at her, she couldn’t get the image of him touching himself out of her head. And he called her name.
“Did you say my name-” She closed the door before walking closer to him.
He didn't meet her eyes. “Why would I say your name?” The embarrassment in his voice made something between her legs stir.
“You did.”
He still didn't meet her eyes.
“So um can I help?” She blushed at her own coyness. And she was quite surprised with her own sudden confidence.
His eyes locked on hers, not sure whether he heard her right. "What?"
Her confidence exhumed as soon as it came. She averted her eyes from him and muttered, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have-- I'll go now."
"No, wait."
She stopped on her tracks to the door.
Kai appeared to think for a moment, his blue-grey eyes almost staring her down, before he pulled back the sheets. His cock was still painfully hard, erect and curving towards his stomach.
She gulped and walked towards him, her fingertips moving down to graze against the length as he looked away, trying to hide his embarrassment. Her fingers reached the top of his length as she brushed her fingers against his slit, coating them in pre-cum as she curled her fingers around the tip.
Kai hissed at the contact and bucked his hips towards her touch as she settled between his legs on the bed.
Her hand moved up and down with a firm grip, and her fingers tightened around him. He closed his eyes, and his breath hitched in his throat. When he opened them, his pupils seemed to dilate until his blue-grey eyes were completely black.
His mouth dropped open slightly and eyes closed again as his breathing increased. She leaned forward while he had his eyes closed, and placed her lips around him and sucked, running her tongue over the tip.
He nearly came right there and then. He felt like this was a dream. The amount of times he’d fantasised about doing this with her and it was happening, right now.
Moving down, he pushed him deeper into her mouth, his tip hitting the back of her throat. A low moan escaped from deep within his throat.
“Oh... that feels good,”
His eyes were open now, blistering with heat. His teeth were clenched as he flexed, and she felt his legs tense.
He worked up the courage to cup his hand on the back of her neck to help guide her along his length, trying to gain control of the very compromising situation he was in.
“Fuck. How far can you go?”, he whispered.
She loved every moment of it. Giving pleasure was such a turn-on, watching him writhe subtly with carnal longing.
“Y/N, I’m going to come in your mouth,” his breathy tone was warning. He flexed his hips again, his eyes were wide, wary, and filled with salacious need – need for her. Need for her mouth...
She didn't want to stop. So she didn't. She pushed even harder.
He tried to pull her off his length as he was about to come, but she pushed his hand away, continuing to suck his length. When she moved her hand down to tease his balls, he came with a guttural moan as he called out her name.
When she pulled away, she looked up at him shyly, not sure what to do now. Should she just leave? Or did he want her to stay?
His breathing was ragged. Opening his eyes, he looked at her. “Don’t you have a gag reflex?” he asked, astonished.
She let out a nervous chuckle, a smile tugging at the corner of her lips.
She furrowed her brows, turning serious. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"Tell you what?" he wondered, feeling a little lightheaded. She tilted his head and gave him the look. “O–Oh.” He cleared his throat. "I just didn't know um whether yo-you would--"
She pressed her lips against his, slowly at first while intensifying the kiss igniting a fire in the two of them. She let all of her emotions transfer to the kiss as Kai pulled her closer to him.
She pulled away ever so slightly, enough for her eyes to meet with his. "Just so you know, if you had told me, we could've done this a whole lot sooner."
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oneirataxiahiraeth · 2 years
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I have a draft for a Kai Parker story on Wattpad… do y’all want a description to see if it’s good or not or should I just post it???
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