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can u make a story where chris takes reader on a shopping spree in victoria secret and he watches her try on underwear sets in the fitting room until he can’t take it anymore and fucks her! ☺️☺️

Victoria’s Secret- C.S

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Chris sturniolo x fmreader

summary: going on a shopping spree takes an unexpected but please try turn as chris becomes eager with lust after seeing you in a new set on lingerie.

content warning: SMUT; p in v; unprotected sex (stay safe!); cumming inside; mirror sex; dom chris; fingering; public (kinda?); cum eating; ass slapping; no use of y/n; ‘ma’ nickname is used

word count: 1.6k words

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Considering chris has almost completely destroyed and ripped apart every good piece of lingerie you have owned, you were always desperate to buy new pairs. This was never an issue for you though because the way wearing sexy lingerie made you feel so confident and hot and was always worth it, along with the absolute awe stuck state that was Christopher Owen Sturniolo when he saw you all dressed up pretty and slutty for him.

You had considered making this a surprise for your boyfriend but chris was quick with stuff like this and had almost begged to come with you to pick out his favourite pairs of underwear on you. You could almost never say no to him so of course he came along with you knowing he would pay for everything.

You were in the dressing room of Victoria Secret trying on the many pairs of scandalous and revealing pieces as possible. When it came to a beautiful pink set you had been dying to get after seeing it in the catalogue, you had been almost too eager to put it on. However, the clasps at the back were different and now you had tried everything you could to attach the back of the bra, but it just would not come together. Chris’s was right outside practically on the edge of his seat waiting to see each of the sets, he wouldn’t mind helping you put this one together…would he?

“Fuck…Chris, could you help me in here for a second, please?” You asked so sweetly it was almost like honey dripping from your lips and pouring into the desperate boy's ear. He didn’t even register himself standing and making his way to the dressing room that you had concealed yourself in.

Stepping inside, chris seeing you almost completely naked for him, yet concealed in such beautifully expensive fabric. You looked so perfect, like something right out of the magazines. The shade of pink you wore complemented your skin tone so nicely, bringing out the blush on your cheeks from the shyness you had felt from Chris’s powerful and dominant stare. He loved the image before him. You stood facing the mirror, your hair over one shoulder to expose your bare back and the unclasped bra, which you gripped in your fingers, awaiting Chris’s help. He couldn't take his eyes off your body in the reflection.

His hands reached down and pulled together the clasp slowly, encasing your breasts in the expensive fabric.

"Thank you." you brushed down the sides of the body, adjusting it into place to allow it to become more comfortable. "What do you think?" Looking up at Chris behind you through the reflection. His hands slid up over your ass, up your sides, resting on your breasts to give them a squeeze.

"I think..." he leaned down to run his hands back over your curves again, "I'm about to rip this to shreds and have my way with you."

You smiled through the mirror, shaking your head at him. "Oh, stop. We're in public. Seriously, what do you think of the set?"

A wicked and playful smirk spread across his face as his hands fell on your hips. He fiddled with the sides of your pink lace panties teasingly feeling your sides over the fabric. He shoved his hand into the front of them, his large fingers instantly finding your clit. He stroked over it in slow circles, watching your face contort in the reflection. Chris’s other hand found its way back up to your chest, reaching in to grab a handful of your breast.

Feeling moisture pool between your folds, he dug deeper between your legs, shoving two fingers inside of you. You yelped at the feeling. "Now, now, ma, you have to be quiet if we're going to do this." He whispered in his playful voice. You bit her lip, nodding at him eagerly in response.

His fingers pushed further into you, finding their home pressed against her most sensitive spot. You leaned back to his chest as he crouched forward to accommodate for their height difference.

You looked like you were being tortured, the way your face scrunched up as he jabbed into her. He felt you starting to drip onto his palm and your walls clench.

Pulling his fingers from you abruptly, he spun you around by your shoulders to face him. Looking down at your cleavage, he grew angry by the fabric covering you from him. He grasped the part in which had covered your beautiful tits from him and yanked in open, ripping the bra in half. "Chris." you cried, jaw slack by the shock of what he just did.

"It's a fucking piece of material. I'll pay for it." He twisted her back around to face the mirror, now enjoying the view so much more. Picking up his movements, you let out a needy sigh. "Now, be a good girl for me and cum."

"I will." You whispered in a pathetically whiney voice. "Just don't stop. Please."

You felt his cock, as hard as possible pressed against your ass. You rubbed back onto it, eliciting a low breath to escape from his lips. "Ahh fuck, ma." Were Chris’s last words before pulling your underwear to the side, listening to the seem tear, and fully enter you from behind. You haven’t even seen or heard him get his cock out, but he must have been fast from how desperate and eager he had seemed after he say you.

He gripped your waist tightly and he watched you both in the large mirror of the dressing room. He pounded into you relentlessly watching as your perfectly carved ass bounced of of him.

Chris sent a light quiet slap to your ass cheek and you felt like you were in literal heaven. Your head fell back onto his shoulder, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you gripped his arms that held you close to him.

“No ma, look me in the eyes while I’m fucking you,” he said in your ear so low that nobody else would hear. Your mouth fell open, awaiting a loud moan which was quickly muffled by Chris’s hand.

Your ass continued to bounce on his dick, as chris loved his mouth from your ear to the side of your neck, beginning to suck harshly at your delicate skin, while still remaining eye contact in the mirror in front of you.

“Fuck, chris baby, i-im gonna cum…f-fuck,” your words although still slightly muffled were perfectly clear to chris while he felt you clenching and tightening around him. You struggled to hold your eyes open as Chris’s hand moved up from your waist to your exposed tit and began to play with your nipples.

"Cum. Now." He had stated so clearly as he pinched your sensitive bud.

You did. Instantly. That was your breaking point. You squeezed him tight, gushing down on his cock, dripping over him. He kept his grip tight over her breast to hold you up while she wiggled up against him this now making chris reach his climax as well, shooting hot spurts of his cum into you. You stared at him through the mirror, the sight of him alone helping her along and intensifying your climax. You bit down on her lip as chris removed his hand to muffle her moan that still lingered on your lips, but a small one slipped out but it was too quiet for anyone around you two to hear. You both rode out your orgasms together, continuing to remain under each others intense stare. Panting heavily as you came down, he slipped his cock from your pussy and released his tight hold on you. Blinking through your haze, you leaned up against the wall, body weakened from your intense release.

Chris stood back admiring his work. He lifted his hand to his mouth, covered in the sheen of you cum which he had wiped from your sensitive folds. He licked each finger and his palm, lapping up any taste of you he could get. His eyes rolled back at the taste. His favorite. The one he couldn't get off his mind all morning while he tried to work in a room full of his brothers.

"Did that answer your question about the set?"

You let out a laugh, running your fingers through your hair. "I'll need another one now that this one is destroyed." Pulling the shreds of fabric off your shoulders.

You're both piled up everything she wanted and took it to the register after getting dressed back into your regular clothes. The cashier gladly rung everything up, pleased by your haul of clothing. Bralettes, corsets, garters. All of it to your taste of course.

At the end of the transaction Chris remembered the wad of fabric in his hand.

"This too." He dropped it onto the counter, staring smirking at the woman behind it, daring her to question him.

You turned pinker than the set placed infront of you when she stared down at the rumpled piece of lace. She felt bad for Chris' unapologetic behaviour, but this was very usual for him to flaunt you and the work he had done infront of everyone.

Without saying a word, she rang up the shreds of the dress. Swiping the sleek black card from Chris’s Prada wallet, she thanked you, mainly chris who had payed for everything, for your business and sent you on your way.

The second your feet hit the sidewalk; you busted out laughing at the interaction. She figured the poor lady would be scarred for a while over it. Falling into Chris’s side as you both giggled to each other.

Fuck, you loved your days spent with Chris

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A/n: i have been meaning to write this for literally the longest time ever (since i saw the request)!! I loved this idea so much but was just sop busy that i havent written in agesssss!! Pls send more requests because i loved writing this .

Ily my angels 💞

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barcaatthemoon · 2 months

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misunderstanding || alexia putellas x reader ||

alexia shuts you out after a loss, failing to notice how pressure you had put on yourself to win.

your team was supposed to have the game in the bag. this was supposed to be an easy win. still, alexia and jonaton had reminded you that it was important to play your best. you weren't sure when, but slowly throughout the game, everybody started to relax a little. it seemed that two goals conceded were no big deal whenever everyone knew that it was only a matter of time before barcelona pulled ahead. unfortunately, that moment never came and the bus was eerily silent as everybody filed on to go home.

alexia sat by herself on the bus. she had placed her bag in the seat that you had planned to take before you even had a chance to get on the bus. you had stared at the spot sadly until lucy and ona pushed you towards the back of the bus. not getting to sit by alexia was bad enough, but the look of disappointment that she had shot you was even worse.

"chin up bebita," mapi told you. like alexia, you had taken a whole seat to yourself. if you couldn't sit next to your girlfriend, you didn't want to sit next to anybody. mapi knew this and respected it, even if she did want to comfort you. she hated seeing you upset, especially when the loss wasn't even really your fault. it had truly been a team effort, and alexia shouldn't have solely looked at you like that as you passed her.

"mapi, just don't," you said softly. everybody around you frowned at the defeated tone in your voice. you put your headphones on and leaned your head against the window as you stared out at the scenery. spain was absolutely beautiful, which was one of the main reasons that you had followed lucy to barcelona whenever she told you about it. photography was one of your other passions, and there was ample opportunity to capture some truly beautiful pictures in the foreign country.

halfway through the ride, you felt someone slip into the seat next to you. a part of you was hopeful that it was alexia, only to be disappointed when you saw your older sister sitting next to you. lucy knew that she wasn't who you wanted, but she couldn't just sit there while you were so upset and do nothing. she slipped her arm around your shoulders, pulling you into an embrace. it took everything for you not to start crying. when the bus arrived at the stadium, you wanted nothing more than to just go home, but it seemed alexia had other plans.

"team meeting in the locker room before anyone leaves," alexia announced. she was the first in, quickly followed by most of the other girls. you contemplated not going in, but you knew that alexia would rip into you if you did. so, you stood by the door, ready to make a quick exit if you got upset.

alexia hadn't even begun talking yet whenever it hit you. all she had to do was look at you before you had bolted out of the locker room with a quick, "no."

"shit, (y/n)!" lucy called out as she chased you out of the locker room. you may not have been at the club as long as her, but you had found out a couple of good hiding spots that most of the team didn't know about. your favorite was the place that alexia had shown you for clearing your head. you could get quite emotional sometimes, and she knew that you didn't want to appear like a crybaby to everybody else.

"what is her problem?" alexia asked as she caught up to lucy. lucy turned towards her captain with a look of barely restrained anger. alexia quickly matched the energy, not caring whether or not it was helpful in the moment. "she wasn't dismissed."

"check yourself before you go to her. if she comes to me later upset because of you, we're going to have problems," lucy threatened. she poked her finger into alexia's chest, causing the captain to scoff. "i'm serious. i don't care if you are the captain, if you hurt my sister, i'll kick your ass."

"whatever," alexia huffed. lucy walked back to the locker room, leaving alexia to stand there. she was still angry, but lucy's words were replaying again and again in the back of her head. alexia found you with ease hiding in one of the empty closets in the gear room. she opened her mouth to say something, but stopped when she noticed the sniffling. "did i do this to you?"

"ale, leave me alone," you told her. alexia didn't listen to you, ignoring the glare you sent her as she bent down next to you.

"i'm trying to check on you. what is wrong?" alexia asked you. she tried to put her hand on your shoulder, but you jerked away from her. "(y/n), come on."

"alexia, just go!" you winced at the harshness in your voice. trying again, you softened it as you pleaded with her, "please, just leave me alone."

"how can i leave you here like this? why won't you talk to me?" alexia was trying to fight her frustration, but it was definitely a losing battle. she was angry about the near loss of the game and allowing herself to sit and simmer with her anger did not make anything better. she had put herself in a bad mindset to comfort you, but alexia felt like she owed it to you to try. there was no doubt that you had taken the loss as hard as she had, and alexia knew that you worked so hard to prove that you deserved to get minutes in these games.

"alexia, i can't handle you looking at me like that, so please just leave." you were on the verge of sobbing, glad that alexia couldn't see the tears in the darkened closet. she sighed as she stood up, finally deciding to let you be. she really did need to talk to the rest of the team, and if you were going to be difficult, she wanted to be less angry when she tried talking to you again.

"do you still want to come back with me?" alexia asked you.

"i don't know, ale." alexia felt her heart sink as she walked away from you. the walk back to the locker room wasn't a very long one, but it seemed to be long enough for tears to form in the corners of her eyes. the stares from her teammates triggered something inside of herself and the moment she sat down on the bench, alexia started crying.

"you're all dismissed," alexia said without looking up. the room was tense as the team dispersed, none of them sure of what to do. mapi stared longingly at her best friend with an ache in her heart for the woman's obvious pain. she waited until everybody else was gone before she decided to talk to alexia.

"hey, stop that. don't cry, i hate it when you cry," mapi said lightheartedly. she tapped alexia with her foot, causing the captain to look up and glare at her. "what happened with (y/n)?"

"she just wanted me to leave. i didn't even do anything!" alexia's voice rose as she spoke. mapi sat down next to alexia and started to scratch lightly at her back. "why is she mad at me?"

"she's not mad at you, she's probably just scared. everybody is upset about how today's game went, and she doesn't want you to be disappointed in her. think about what happened between the game and now, and think hard, ale."

"she walked right past me on the bus," alexia said. mapi knew that it wasn't that simple. alexia easily could have moved her bag, but she had it sitting right in your seat before you got there. it was a small and seemingly insignificant detail to alexia that meant everything to you. "she went to the back of the bus."

"there was nowhere for her to sit next to you, and she thought you were upset. think about what you would have done if jenni had done that to you when you were still coming up," mapi said. it was a bit of a low blow, but also the only way that mapi knew to get her point across to alexia. mapi could tell that it worked from the way that alexia's face dropped and she shot up from the bench.

"i have to go!" alexia yelled as she ran back to where she had left you. everything was exactly how she had left it, except now you were getting up to leave. "i think that we had a misunderstanding. i'm not mad at you, not specifically. you did good today, you tried your best. i'm sorry for the bus, i was in my own head."

"alexia, you don't have to lie to make me feel better. i played like shit today," you said. alexia's face dropped as she backed you up against the door. you weren't sure what to expect, but her gently cradling your face to speak to you was not it.

"we are good, but we cannot win every game. sometimes, other teams will pull one over on us. even if i am upset, you can always come to me after. i am sorry for making you think otherwise, i truly am. i was an idiot, and i can't promise that it won't happen again, but i will always try to fix things after. forgive me, please?" alexia said. you nodded, leaning in to press a soft kiss to her lips. "te amo, mi carina."

"i love you too, ale," you told her. alexia pulled you into a tight hug, one that hurt just a little, but you didn't mind it. "can i drive us back?"

"i'm sorry mi carina, but you are far too pretty of a-," alexia paused as she struggled to remember what lucy and some of the other girls had been teasingly calling you, "-passenger princess."

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binsito · 8 months

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disk 2.0

part one is here!

pairing: bf!bang chan x fem reader x perv!changbin

word count: 3.0k (my longest fic this far AGhhh)

synopsis: changbin knows he should return what he wrongfully stole but he can't help but want to steal another one of chris' cds..

rating: mature, includes: unprotected sex, swearing, usage of the word "cockslut", "daddy", "babygirl", "good girl", "princess", "sweetie", mentions of masturbating, some fingering (f receiving), mentions of alcohol and consumption (they just crack open a cold one), little bit of oral (f & m receiving), breeding, chan is sharing his gf with changbin, filming/usage of a camera, voyeurism/exhibitionism dynamics, cuckolding lowkey??, degradation, humiliation, shame.. i think that's it but idk man they be fuckin!

put the cd back.

simple.

that's all changbin had to do.

put the cd back and act like nothing ever happened, like he didn't watch chris fuck the shit out of his girlfriend.

like he didn't see her puffy cunt ooze with his cum, like he didn't hear the pretty moans she let out for her "daddy", like he didn't see chris bring his heavy hand to her ass cheek, marking her so prettily as he pumped into her from behind with his thick cock.

chris would never know a thing, would never even notice the cd was gone in the first place, changbin was going to toss it back where he found it and take this little secret with him to the grave.

it seemed so easy.

it almost made changbin giggle how fucking effortless it was going to be.

absolutely fool-proof.

he was getting away with such a sneaky little deed, if it was this easy, why didn't he just take another? channie had so many.. he had probably forgotten about them anyways.. they were thrown in a box so carelessly, for god's sake. it wouldn't hurt to just take another..

he had to control the twitching in his cock as he walked into chris' apartment, disk buried in the pouch of his hoodie as he greeted his friend.

he welcomed him in so casually and changbin couldn't help but stiffen in his pants, tugging his hoodie down discreetly to hide his growing erection.

however, as he carried a conversation with his friend, he felt ashamed, guilt washing over him at all the dirty things he had thought about chris and his girlfriend. he knew he shouldn't take another cd, he should leave them as is and never pull that stunt again but he was far too gone, wasn't he?

if he was going to be a pervert, might as well commit to it, right? he already had his mind set on taking another one, had already imagined what could possibly be on another video and he would be incredibly disappointed if he backed out last minute like a wimp.

so as they started moving the last couple of boxes, changbin was bubbling with excitement knowing he would soon have the opportunity to nab another cd as soon as chris would turn away and give him a second alone.

a second was all he needed.

he wasn't going to be picky, any of the cds from chris' collection would make changbin a very, very happy man.

he would be content with whatever he could get, anything would do.

when chris tells him he's going to the bathroom real quick, changbin has to act like he's not fucking elated, like he almost didn't jump up and cheer.

he had to be cool.

had to be quick.

discreet.

sneaky.

he waited until chris was out of sight and quickly started looking for the box, however much to his dismay, it was no longer among the other boxes.

it was gone.

chris had probably packed it up already on his own, maybe it was in the truck, maybe he had given them over to his girlfriend?

changbin felt like he could collapse.

his excitement fizzling down to disappointment and frustration.

at least he could keep and rewatch the one he already had but he was just so greedy, he wanted to be nosey and see what else chris was hiding.

dammit. he thought angrily, he was so close, fingertips grazing his sweet little prize only to have it ripped from his hands.

he could cry.

he tried pretending like everything was alright once chris was back, helping him continue to load up the truck and carry all his music equipment safely.

a smile on his face as he chatted with chris while he was internally screaming, wishing chan had left the box out again like he previously had.

"bin, you should come over once i settle in to check out the new place yeah? i'll cook, i know you won't turn that down." chris giggles changbin smiled and nodded "of course man, i'd love to come over." "perfect, next friday yeah? it'll motivate me to actually unpack and get shit organized for a guest."

"sounds good, i'll be there."

but what changbin hadn't expected when he came over that friday was for chris to have company.

his pretty girlfriend sitting on the couch with a smile.

you greeted him and gestured for him to sit down. "welcome! how are you? i haven't seen you since that trip we all took over the summer."

changbin tried pushing down any thoughts he was having about you, how pretty you sound talking to him, how much prettier you would sound gagging on some cock.

his cock, preferably.

but you were chris' girlfriend so that would be off limits.

you kept a steady conversation with him as chris came back out from the kitchen, smiling and handing changbin a beer.

"how's the place? you like it? she helped me clean up nicely, got rid of all that dust and shit" he sat next to you, arm around you as he sipped his own beer.

"yeah the place looks great, chris. congrats." changbin smiled at his friend.

"hope you're hungry, we made some delicious pasta from scratch."

"we?" you spoke up and giggled

chan just laughed, knowing he tried to help but just made a mess so instead you had him wash dishes.

"dinner should be ready in about an hour. i prepared dessert too" you spoke up "oh thank you, i knew chan wasn't going to be the one fixing us a meal" changbin joked.

"he's getting better, no more burnt chicken. just needs to clean up after himself and be more careful"

chris just smiled and kissed your forehead softly, he loved you so much. you made him incredibly happy and he loved showing his affection towards you openly, especially around other people.

changbin was no exception.

"baby why don't we put on a movie or something while we wait?" "oh, sure!" you wiggled out of his grip and walked over to the tv, grabbing the remote to turn it on

"i think you'll like this movie bin, not sure if you've seen it yet" chris said

"what movie is it?" he asked but chris just smiled at him, letting the video buffer as you took your seat next to him again.

the video loaded and changbin's eyes widen as soon as he saw what was on the screen. beer almost spilling all over him as he watched you in pretty lingerie that had been carelessly ripped by chris, sprawled out for the camera to take in your wet folds, chris tracing them with a finger as he chuckled behind the camera.

"c-chris- i think- i don't think-" changbin didn't even know what to say, quickly covering his eyes with his one free hand. was chris doing this on purpose? was it an accident? he shouldn't feel turned on, pressing his legs together in hopes to tame the angry boner he had sprung.

"open your eyes binnie.. don't be shy now." chris spoke, his tone strong and a little condescending

"at least tell us if the cd you stole was good.. was it good, binnie? did you cum to it? you must've.. i saw you waiting for me to leave to take another. i hid the box before you came over though.. wanted to catch you. i knew i wasn't crazy when i saw one missing." he giggled so nonchalantly, the humiliation of being caught making changbin's cock pathetically rush with blood.

"channie told me what you did.. so cute.. come on binnie.. tell us how it felt?"

the video played in the background, sounds of your pretty moans filling the silence while changbin struggled to find words to speak.

"i-i'm sorry.." he said weakly "i-i really am i thought it was music b-but it wasn't.. i c-couldn't stop watching.. f-fuck it was just so hot.. i-i'm sorry-"

"don't be sorry, binnie.. you liked it right? hm?" you asked him, smile on your face that was making him squirm in his seat. his eyes shifting from you on the screen full of cock, to you in front of him, crawling into chris' lap. your eyes not leaving changbin's, his mouth salivating at the sight in front of him.

chris gripped a fistful of your ass as he kissed your neck. "you gonna put on a show for our guest babygirl?" chris mumbled into your skin, kneading your ass gently

"you're so sweet baby.. always so welcoming hm? good girl. daddy likes it when you're nice to his friends."

changbin felt his mouth go dry, hands shaking in his lap as he shamefully watched how chris sloppily made out with you in front of him. low grunts leaving his friend's pretty lips as you rubbed down on him.

"come closer binnie.. come look.." you beckoned him over, his feet moving faster than his brain could, quickly leaving behind the alcohol his friend had kindly offered him. he sat right next to the two of you, watching how chris expertly took your shirt off. he wondered how often you two had sex.. a lot right? given by the collection you two had curated.. chris seemed very knowledgeable and quick with his actions, almost as if it was muscle memory. like he trained himself to be able to handle you, like he trained you to be so good and perfect for his cock.

changbin's brain was so fuzzy, eyes scanning your body as chris discarded your clothes, before he knew it you were only in your panties. chris sucking eagerly on your tits while his hands played with the waistband of your underwear.

changbin was dying for a taste, wanted to touch how soft your skin was, wanted to give you goosebumps and tug on your hair and spank you until you cried out for him to stop.

chris had bent you over his lap, ass in changbin's direction so he could get a clear view. pulling your underwear aside so he could see your cunt on display. "see this, bin? she's always so fucking wet. she touched herself when i told her about what you did. came all over her own fingers.. heard her moan your name."

chris held your asscheeks open so changbin could see your pretty hole clenching around nothing "she's a bit of a cockslut.. but nothing i can't handle. look how easy she takes this.."

with that, he pressed two fingers in, your cunt sucking him in just how he knew it would. he pumped them a few times before bringing them out slowly, letting changbin see the slick coating his fingers

"here.. taste. it's the sweetest pussy you'll ever have." chris said as he held out his fingers for changbin to take.

all pride aside, changbin leaned in and took chris' fingers in his mouth, rolling his eyes back at the taste and humming. "good right? told ya so.. such a perfect cunt.." he emphasized his statement with a harsh spank. you whined as you felt chris pull you off his lap in order for him to get undressed. he threw his shirt off and pulled his pants along with his boxers down just enough for his cock to spring free.

"can you show binnie how you good you ride daddy's cock, babygirl?"

he didn't have to tell you twice, quickly clambering into his lap again as you lined him up with your aching hole. you pressed down inch by inch, feeling the nice stretch of his cock. changbin's cock was growing impatient, he needed to feel some type of relief even if it was just his fingers. he began tugging his pants down to fist his cock, whimpering at the feeling of finally getting some friction.

"you better not fucking cum, changbin." chris scolded

changbin quickly dropped his hand, not wanting to anger his friend and make him stop.

instead he focused on the pace you had set on chris' cock, how your tits bounced with every movement, the concentrated look on your face and the way you bit your lip whenever you hit a spot that felt so good. the way you dug your fingers into chris' shoulders, how he guided you with his rough hands, his curly hair beginning to stick to his forehead.

all that alone could make changbin cum untouched.

chris trailed a hand down to where you connected, rubbing your clit to help you build up an orgasm, his other hand reached for your hair as he tugged your head back, barring your neck for him to leave a love bite.

the room echoed with noises from the video that was still playing in the background alongside your sweet whimpers as chris worked you up.

all music to changbin's ears.

it was too much for you, having chris touch you and changbin watching you come apart, your orgasm ripping through you as you chanted chris' name.

you tried collecting yourself, calming your breathing as you pulled off chris' cock but your legs felt like jelly so he helped you and gently set you besides him.

he had stood up and opened up a drawer underneath the tv, pulling out his camera and setting it on the table in front of everyone. "hope you aren't camera shy, binnie." he teased

once chris had finally set up the camera exactly how he wanted, he decided it was finally time to let changbin have a turn. he was his guest after all and chris always made sure his guests were comfortable and taken care of in his home.

"how do you want me binnie? tell me, sweetie.. i wanna please you.." you purred

you'd be lying if you said you weren't excited to have him inside, his cock looked delicious.. thick and so hard.. poor thing must've been struggling, his cock throbbing for attention. chris could be such a meanie.

"c-can.. can i.. taste you? want you on my face.." he said shyly

you tugged him down on the couch, having him lay beneath you as you positioned yourself on his face, caging him in.

as soon as his eyes met your pretty cunt, he was gone.

all the shame and humiliation he once felt (even if it had turned him on so badly), had completely vanished.

he was hungry.

he held you open, licking up a long strip up your cunt before he began to suck on your clit.

he was making you shake, arms feeling so wobbly as you held on to his thighs to prevent yourself from toppling over.

"oh god channie.. he's so good with is tongue.." you whimpered, kicking your head back as you let out a whiny moan.

"i think he likes the dessert you prepared for him, princess." chris teased.

you leaned forward to take changbin's tip in your mouth, sucking just harsh enough for him to buck his hips up at the pressure.

chris grabbed the camera and brought it towards you, filming the way you began to bob your head on changbin's cock. he gripped you by the hair and tugged you off, spit connecting you the the tip of changbin's cock.

"you like being a slut with binnie? like having fun with two cocks?"

you could barely even answer as you felt changbin working you up to your second orgasm, chris gripped your hair tighter to make you focus.

"can't even fucking think straight.. so damn cock hungry.." he spat

"binnie, why don't you give her what she wants hm? why don't you you fuck her nice and dumb for me?"

he pulled away from your sopping cunt, giving you a few hasty licks before chan set down the camera, grabbing you and positioning you on your hands and knees over the arm rest.

"she's all yours, binnie. take good care of that cunt for me."

chris watched as changbin lined himself up, gripping on to your hips as he rubbed his tip against your folds.

your back arched when you felt him breech your hole, his thick cock easily pushing its way inside of you, pressing so deeply it kissed your sweet spot perfectly. you felt so fucking full of him already and you were glad he was going to put that fat cock of his to good use.

he had to concentrate hard to not bust right away, your cunt wrapping around his length so good, he thought he was seeing stars.

he set a steady pace, breathing heavily as he watched his cock sink in and out of you, a ring of cream forming against his base.

"fucking like bunnies.. so cute.." chan groaned as he stroked himself to the sight of his girlfriend being treated so nicely by changbin.

"s-shit.. chris.. where do you want me to cum? i-i think i might soon.." changbin whimpered

"keep it inside of her.'

changbin swore he was having another vivid wet dream.

inside?

chris wanted him to cum inside his girlfriend?

chris wanted him to fill her with his seed?

breed her and leave her stuffed full of him?

changbin closed his eyes tightly, it didn't matter how hard he tried to clear his head and focus, he was a weak, weak man.

"i'm close too, binnie.. touch me.. wanna cum with you.." you pleaded.

he took a shaky breath as he pressed his chest flush against your back, allowing him easier access to reach over and rub your clit.

his thrusts becoming sloppy as he bit into your shoulder to ground himself. he could feel you clenching on him, consistent moans leaving your lips as you got closer and closer to your peak.

it wasn't long before you turned into putty underneath him, cumming with his name on your tongue which was enough to make him shoot out as well. he kept still making sure every drop seeped into you and did not got to waste.

he kissed your shoulder gently before he carefully pulled out as to not spill on chris' couch.

"stay still babygirl.. daddy wants to fuck binnie's cum into you. make sure it stays in you real good, kay?"

this would not be the last time changbin would make a cameo in chris' homemade sex tapes.

unfortunately, it came at the expense of dinner being ruined that night due to negligence. blame it on changbin and his horny antics.

please refrain from reposting, modifying, translating, copying or stealing my work. - © binsito

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fairytsuk1 · 3 months

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sitting your pretty ass self on alexis’ cock while he’s on a call with someone who is live 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

teasing alex on a call ...

alex laughs boisterously across the hall and you smile automatically. even just knowing he was around made your heart stammer in your chest. it wasn't just that, though; you saw him before the stream, and he looked more than good. actually, he looked incredible.

he had donned his typical black and gray beanie that left black wispies flying out from under it. it's even better as his gold chain revealed a black t-shirt hanging low on his chest. was it getting hot?

"i'm gonna go live," he pecks your cheek, "be done soon!"

but that was hours ago! and the more you thought, the more you remembered how good it felt to run your nails across his scalp. to feel his hands pull you closer to his chest...

your feet were already taking you down the hall. before you knew it, your phone was abandoned on the kitchen counter. alex is calm when you slide into the room. his eyes lock onto yours for a split second before he's cursing back into the mic. then, "hey babe, what's up? i'm still live!"

he doesn't let his surprise show as you plop into his lap, "i know! been watching."

alex takes a moment to make a quick joke, but thankfully everyone else is too distracted with their chats to notice how his breath hitches. how he slams the "MUTE" button to snake his hands under the cotton of your tank top.

"babeee," he sighs as you scooch even closer, rolls your hips just a bit harder.

"shhh, i think someone's saying something to you, alex."

alex struggles to tear his eyes away from yours. you urge him with your hand to the mic and he throat bobs, "i-i'm here! i was just too busy playing the game!"

your hand palms him slowly and teasingly. his voice cracks slightly in the mic, and he's pushing his hips up into your hand. it's so sexy to feel him harden under your silken touch. the way he fills out his sweatpants is absolutely intoxicating, "fuck, go under please..."

he whispers into your ear with a demanding voice but you smirk.

"hush, just let me fuck you, yeah?"

the raw dominance in your voice sends a shiver down his spine. you listen, spit slicked hand wrapping around his thick cock. alex keens, fingers gripping the arm handle with a ferocious grip as he tries to keep himself under control, "fuck, okay, okay. please fuck me, shit...!"

"you're still live, and sounds like your friends are getting impatient, honey."

"th-they don't care, they'll think I left," and your hand twists around his leaking tip, "oh! oh my god."

"talk to them, baby."

"c-can't," he mumbles.

"talk to them. do your job," you suck a dark mark on his neck while pulling him out, "you can do it, baby."

his voice is shaky as he nods, eagerly watching a stream of spit dribble from your tongue to coat his dick. it feels so intimate the way you slowly stroke him with a wet click.

you know it's killing him. he throbs in your hand and his voice is more meek, more far-away, "sorry, i'm just a little--"

you struggle holding back your moan when you sink down onto him. your teeth sink into the juncture of his neck as he stretches your dripping pussy out. you've taken him so many times that's so easy, but you always feel the stretch of his girth when you take him for the first time.

"--a little tired!"

alex squeaks out and you can't help your quiet giggle when you plop yourself down in his lap. again, then again, and soon his desk chair is squeaking lewdly.

"fuck me, yes! feels so good. your pussy feels too good," he buries his face into your chest, clinging to you like a bear, "fuck, mami. you're so dirty, riding me while i'm live?"

" i already know you like it," you wheeze, hand ripping off his beanie to tug him by his hair into a lip-lock, "already know you love fucking me, fuckk! oh fuck, stretching me out so well."

it's so lewd how you can hear the boisterous laughs of his friends, the fighting and the jokes; all at the same time you fuck yourself silly on your boyfriend's cock and he practically drools over your tight, wet walls squeezing him.

"i'm gonna cum, oh shit! babe, w-wait," he tries to stop your desperate hips or clenched thighs but it's no use.

"wanna feel you fill me up, need it. needed you so bad, fuck, alexx!"

and you vaguely hear voices calling out to alex among your own. he's so close, balls tightening and mind hazy. he can barely breath as his lungs constrict.

"'m so close, baby. cum in me, need to feel you breed me," you wheeze, "please, alex!"

alex cums in hot white ropes. you feel him paint the inside of your walls and you nearly spasm from pleasure. it's so hot and your teeth tug his bottom lip hard enough to taste copper. your orgasm washes over you in a huge wave that leaves your every limb shaking. neither of you can even speak as the stream falls on dead ears.

it takes a moment to remember to take a deep inhale. your mixed releases spill down your thigh and leave messy droplets on his sweatpants. alex himself is no better, lips agape with eyes closed.

alex's eyes meet yours looking like swirls of honey. you know he's feeling vulnerable, feeling sensitive. your hand cards down his face and you leave soft pecks on his freckles.

"that was... baby, that was insane."

"i know, baby boy. you did so good for me. i fucking love fucking you."

alex giggles a shy laugh into your cleavage. another person calls out to alex, and finally he's regathered enough energy to sit up and unmute.

"yeah, i gotta go! yeah, yeah, i'm fine. i just," he pauses, "i just had to take care of something for a sec."

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kunikuma · 1 year

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babe, im toxic during comp games to everyone except ✧you✧

relationship: gamer!kuni x gn!reader

synopsis: kuni’s just a little mad because childe sucks at competitive video games and he just needs a quick breather ♡ warnings: swearing, but it’s only in the beginning bc kuni is tilted af lmao, childe’s name name a/n: god i love gamer kuni. he’s just an all round lil shit, but is just a big softie for his special person. streamer kuni next? this could have been smut so fast omfg ///

update: i tried writing smut for streamer!kuni -> personal cheerleader

“How are you this fucking bad?”

“Holy fuck, he was STANDING RIGHT THERE-”

“Ajax, I mean this with every inch, ounce, and molecule in my body. You are god awful-”

Your boyfriend’s rage broke the silence in your shared apartment. Moments like these are frequent; when you were busy scrolling on your phone and snuggling on his cat themed bean bag near him and his PC, Kunikuzushi was frequently slamming his hand on the table and mashing his keyboard because Ajax died again-

“-actually good at this game. Unlike you, I don’t play characters in competitive I know I’m shit at-”

In the corner of your eye, you notice his hand slip from the table, fumbling in the air as if he was looking for something. His hand clumsily lands on your head and you blinked, tilting your head at him, wordlessly asking, ‘do you need something?’. Kunikuzushi doesn’t pay you mind, just ruffling your hair little too roughly for your liking.

You grumbled at the fact he was messing up your hair, but you continued to scroll anyways. He notes your sound of displeasure and lifts his hand off your head, but his hand continues to hover. The gremlin next to you in his chair with his cat ears headset finally turns his head to face you. He rests his chin on his palm as he gives a loud, exhale. He squints as he gives you a pointed look. His other hand travels to his head, running his hand through his bangs, ruffling up his own hair. Your boyfriend looks disheveled and a little pissed, but boy, he always looked cute. Especially when the cat ears are lit up blue-

“I thought you said Ajax was good at this game.” Kunikuzushi says plainly, his right brow quirked up. “I’m pretty sure my mom is better at this game...”

“Well, he looked like he was pulling his weight when he was showing off to me the other day.” You mutter, sitting up in the bean bag. The faux leather fabric makes the iconic fart-like noise and your boyfriend grimaces when everyone in his call starts howling, “yo, did Scara just rip hella ass-”. He quickly slams his finger on the ‘mute’ and ‘deafen’ keys.

He purses his lips and gives a small sigh, but his eyes soften at you. His hand mindlessly wanders back onto the top of your head. His shoulders slacken as the seconds pass, tension evaporating the longer his fingers dance and fiddle with your hair.

“Don’t you want to play?” You ask softly, your eyes drifting to the profile pictures of his friends sitting in the game’s lobby. You lean into his touch a little more. Normally, you’re also seated a few feet away from Kunikuzushi, playing whatever game had your attention for the night. But tonight, you felt like just chilling by his side. “…or are you getting too tilted for tonight?” You ask with a small grin.

He hums, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear. “Oh, I’m absolutely seething right now. I just need a breather, so let me have my moment with you.” He pauses and gives you a haughty look. “So, oblige me.”

You crinkle your nose. Some hair fell on your face from his stress relieving tousling, but he quickly moves it away from your face. “Honestly, Kuni? You’re so toxic while you play.” You laugh and gaze at him. “I’ve honestly never seen you like that. It’s kinda funny, but I’m glad you don’t talk to me like that when we play together.”

He smirks a little and presses back into his seat, clasping his hands together, finally ending his head scratches and petting. “Well, I’m definitely not the nicest person, but I don’t want to rude to you. You’re special.” Before you could awe at his cute words, he immediately ruins the moment. “You’re not as good as me, but you’re miles better than Ajax,” he explains as a mischievous glint sparkles in his eye, “…so, I hide my toxicity from you and let it out on him.”

You roll yours eyes and sink back into the bean bag, but the corners of your mouth curl up anyways. ‘Little shit’, you thought to yourself.

He pouts a little when he notices you’re out of reach, but he takes that as a sign to end his break. Kuni straightens up in his seat and lets out a quiet huff, unmuting and undeafening his audio. Immediately, the muffled sounds of all of your mutual friends echo through his headset and Kuni audibly groans and tells everyone to shut up and start the queue. The light atmosphere the two of you built instantly dissipated, but that had little affect on the small smile on your face and Kuni’s temporarily relaxed posture.

Kuni tilts his head down at you once last time as the loading screen popped up. Once your eyes meet, he quickly waves “hi” and mouths an “I love you” .

i know for sure kuni has been chat banned in like all games... my lil terms of service disobeyer uwu. i wrote this after getting tilted. god i couldve written smut. smut done ope ©kunikuma

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kitasgloves · 5 months

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ATSUMU MIYA knows he's fucked. Being comfortable with being openly bisexual earned him some respect as an athlete and a few biphobic insults on the internet, but he wasn't greatly affected by whatever people thought of him. He's confident with his sexuality. So, when Sakusa Kiyoomi introduced you, his fiancé, to the team, he realized how it was going to bite him in the ass.

It was astonishing how Sakusa was all right with introducing you to the team, after all, he was a private man. He keeps his personal life completely separate from his career as an athlete. Others in the team such as Bokuto and Hinata, thought it was endearing that Sakusa is willing to open up to them and introduce his future wife. You had a personality opposite to Sakusa. You were pretty, great with jokes, and clever. Atsumu couldn't help but get hooked, no wonder you got Omi-omi wrapped around your finger.

Now, Sakusa was an incredibly hot guy, it was a fact that is difficult to deny. Albeit, aloof and not afraid to tell the truth no matter how brutal, Sakusa was intelligent and talented. His picturesque features were just a bonus. Atsumu just finds it cruel how he's drawn to the wing spiker ever since he joined the MBSY Black Jackals. Sure, he had a tiny crush on him back during high school, but he didn't expect it to resurface and develop quickly once he became an adult.

Atsumu thought it was downright fucked up how you and Sakusa arrived at the outing, violently ripping the air out of his lungs with how fucking gorgeous you both looked. Atsumu thought Sakusa wasn't attending the outing, but god he was wrong. While everyone was busy laughing and talking with you as Sakusa contently listened with a subtle smile, Atsumu had a gorilla grip on his can of Coca-Cola. He's sweating and his eyes persistently watch you and Sakusa.

God, he couldn't explain what he was experiencing. Envy? Longing? Come on, he was a hot and openly bisexual man, he could easily get anyone he wanted. But what if the one he wanted was already taken? Or rather, what if he's also attracted to that person's fiancé?

"Hey, Atsumu, you doing all right?"

You tilt your head to the side and Atsumu merely chokes on his soda. He smiles and gives you a thumbs-up. He could've sworn he saw Sakusa smirk in the corner of his eye. The outing went on with Atsumu subtly trying to spend more time with you and Sakusa.

Atsumu felt flabbergasted when Sakusa invited him to your wedding. It was next week. Atsumu had to bite his tongue when Sakusa looked so shy and all flustered when he extended the invitation to him after practice.

"[Name] insisted that I should invite you and the rest of the team"

Sakusa mumbled it was illegal how a six-foot-three brooding man could be adorable. Of course, Atsumu accepted the invitation and proceeded to spend his days preparing for the big day. It's not like he was trying to steal the show like he usually does, he just wanted to get your and Sakusa's attention and leave a lasting impression.

The wedding rolled by. Frankly, Atsumu felt nervous that he didn't prepare enough. But after seeing you and Sakusa kiss at the altar, he felt a burst of joy mixed with longing. Now, the party began. Atsumu grabbed the nearest alcohol and chugged it down, he tried to distract himself by actually having fun. He danced with Bokuto and Hinata as he kept the party alive. As the bride and groom approached the dancefloor, all the alcohol in his body dissipated.

Atsumu's throat felt incredibly dry as his heart leaped out of his chest. Both you and Sakusa looked so fucking good it's making him absolutely weak. You toothily smiled at him, it displayed sheer joy. Sakusa spared him a smirk, showing his dimples. Atsumu needs someone to check his pulse real quick.

"Atsumu!"

"Congratulations, [Name]! So, how does it feel to be a Sakusa?"

"Fucking fantastic"

"I'm gonna wait til ya regret that"

"Miya"

Sakusa frowned at him which made both you and Atsumu laugh. Nonetheless, Atsumu pulls you both on the dancefloor. He watches you gleefully dance your heart out, Sakusa was even letting himself loose and get lost in the lively music. It made Atsumu's heart throb with delight. Eventually, the music transitioned into a soft melody. Everyone exited the dancefloor as the bride and groom had a moment. The shared smile on both of your faces as you held each other, swaying along to the music, brought that weird feeling back to Atsumu.

He pouts and spends the entire event drinking until he gets wasted. He wasn't sure how he ended up in the backseat of a car and carried into a bedroom, but that's all he recalls before he passed out. Atsumu wakes up to the most painful hungover since his college days.

"Ugh, fuck"

He tries to sit up. The bedroom didn't belong to him, so he wasn't home. He was still dressed in his tuxedo. He found a bottle of water and pills on the nightstand, there was a note left beside it. He squints his eyes.

Here are some pills for your hungover :) - [Name]

There are spare clothes for you in the closet, dumbass - Sakusa

No fucking way...

Atsumu takes the pills and frantically gets changed into a large white shirt and a short cotton shorts. He takes a deep breath and exits the room. The smell of bacon enters his nose making his mouth water. He shyly trudges into the kitchen to see a shirtless Sakusa cooking breakfast only wearing grey sweatpants.

Oh dear lord help him

"Uh, good mornin'"

Sakusa turned around and put two pieces of bacon on a plate filled with eggs and rice, there were three plates available. Sakusa squinted his eyes at him and sighed.

"You idiot"

"Ya didn't have to take me to yer home so I wouldn't have to ruin you and [Name]'s honeymoon, Omi-kun"

"You could've gotten hurt. You were stumbling and tripping over your own feet last night. If my wife didn't see you throwing up on a potted plant, you would've gotten kidnapped"

"Look, I'm sorry"

"Tsk"

Sakusa clicked his tongue. Atsumu tried not to stare at his delicious pectoral muscles. The sound of the door closing catches his attention. All air gets violently knocked out of his lungs because you were only wearing an oversized shirt all the way to your thighs, one of your smooth shoulders was exposed. You were yawning and rubbing your eyes as you approached the kitchen.

"Good morning"

"Good morning, darling"

You go over to Sakusa who gives you a kiss on the lips. You turned to Atsumu and smiled.

"Good morning, 'Tsumu"

"Go-good mornin', [Name]"

"How are you feeling?"

"I'm okay, thanks for, uh, taking care of me"

"No worries. Let's go eat breakfast!"

The three of you shared breakfast. Atsumu's eyes kept darting from you and Sakusa as you talked, a part of him felt guilty for interrupting an intimate moment between you two. Both of you deserved an alone time after your wedding. Atsumu played with his food and sulked in his seat.

"Oi, why aren't you eating?"

"I'm sorry for...ruining yer moment"

"No, it's fine Tsumu! Did Kiyoomi make you feel unwelcome?"

"No, I didn't!"

There was a lighthearted bicker between you and Sakusa which makes Atsumu smile. He slowly regains his appetite and finishes his food. When he looks up, he sees both you and Sakusa giving him a gentle look. He gulps.

"Uh, is there somethin' on my face?"

"You're quite adorable aren't you, Tsumu? Won't you agree, honey?"

"Yes, unfortunately"

"Huh? What do ya mean?"

"Tsumu we can see the way you look at us"

Oh fuck. Atsumu didn't want to jump to conclusions but he's internally panicking, bi-panicking he supposes.

"I do-don't know what yer talkin' about"

"Bullshit, Miya"

"Come on, it's okay Tsumu. No need to be ashamed"

"Bu-but both of ya just got married!"

"So?"

You and Sakusa replied in unison. Atsumu is convinced he's about to have a cardiac arrest. You stand from your seat and make your way over to him, you gently grab his face and caress his cheeks. Sakusa silently walks over to you two slyly slides his hand across his neck and grabs his chin. The way both of you were touching him and looking at him was making his brain melt.

"How about we go to the room, yeah?"

Atsumu nods, effectively hypnotized by your voice. You grabbed his hand and led him to your shared bedroom. Sakusa has his hands resting on Atsumu's shoulders, further increasing the anticipation. As soon as the bedroom shuts, Atsumu knows he's going to have a wild time.

should I make a part two with a smutscene? lmfao

edit: here's part 2 lol

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curvykittyyssmutfics · 3 months

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Cursed Lips Sink Ships

A/N: Nothin special.. Just out fave cursed speaker takin things a bit too far..

Toge didn't mean to. He swear on all that he honors the word just slipped from his lips. If any ones to blame it should be you. Two of you in a empty class room, supposed to be practicing a few techniques. That went out the window when you tripped, grabbing onto Toge's arm and taking him down with you.

He absolutely cannot recall how it ended up with you shamelessly writhing in his lap nude. One hand sloshing around inside your hungry lil puss while the other kneads your tit, deep blue manicured fingers massaging the soft flesh roughly as you moan out to him.

"Tooogeee! You see it? Don't look away, pussy's so wet for you. She likes you so much, huh? Know you like it too. Dont think I can't feel how h-hard your dick is. Bet it's as pretty as you are.. Mmmm.. Keep watching."

So he stares at you through the wide, long mirror adorning the thin wall. The sight and nasty filth spewing from your alluring lips makes his dick twitch and leak in his black slacks. Bad enough they're fucking drenched from the mess spillin outta you and he doesn't have a second pair with him.

"Doing so gooood, Toge. Listen like such a good boy. Ahhh.. Got me so close, gonna cum on my fingers so hard."

Fuck, he wants to see that. NEEDS to see it like he needs air. Toge just hopes he can hold his nut before then. It doesn't help that your ass repeatedly grinds slow circles on his cock. Doesn't help at all that you smell so good: like fresh fruit and blossoms and he doesn't know why that's so arousing.

"Ohfuckohfuck! Never felt this good before. Cause of you, Toge. All cause of youuu!"

Now he has to close his eyes for a moment, can't take the way your head leans back on his shoulder as you stare up at him in a daze. Body so soft, curves on display as you press against him sensually.

He doesn't understand how you think he can endure this. Just the sounds of your loud sloppy finger fuck is finna make him abandon this lil charade. He's bout to have the whole school hear the wails he can draw from your glossy lined lips.

"Open your eyes, Toge. Mmmfuck- gotta keep your pretty eyes on me, member? Eyes on me and n-no touchin. Then maybe I let you get a taste.."

Toge gulps, eyes opening as he squirms into the hard floor. His nails dig sharply into his thighs, hoping that's enough to keep from pinning you down and stuffing his face into your puffy brown folds.

"Ohhhh! Toge! Toge, I'm so close! You ready? Huh, baby? Ahhhfuh- wanna see me cum?"

Its cute how quick he nods for you, gaze so desperate as he stares in-between your legs through the reflection. So fuckin thirsty for it as you lose control in his arms, goosebumps covering his skin when your fingers rub neat little circles on your clit.

"Almost theeeere-"

'Come on, sweetheart.' Toge thinks. 'Cum for me. Lemme have it, y/n. Cum, cum, cum-.'

"Cum."

He doesn't mean to, the word spilling from his lips before he can stop. Cursed energy flowing out with it, compelling you to obey forcefully. The orgasm is so fuckin ferocious, forces your pitiful lil puss to contract around your fingers powerfully. It doesnt matter that you rip both hands from your overstimulated frame, still cumming like you got direct pressure on your throbbing lil button.

"P-plee-easse To! S-stooop! STOP!"

The amount of liquid that comes outta you is insane, bathing Toge's lower half as you drain your pussy on his clothed cock. You buck so widly in his lap, he has to grip your spasming body tight. Just cant take his eye's of your reflection, watching when you reach back to grip the hair at his nape to anchor yourself.

"Togeeee!"

Toge's so sorry, so so fuckin sorry. Can't believe he got caught slippin like this. He doesn't know how to help you more than covering up your hysterical shrieks with his palm as he cradles your body to his. Feels like Satan himself when he has to tense his gut to not buss at the scene before him.

"Salmon.. Salmon.." He whispers soothingly at your ear, apologizing over and over.

You cum for a full minute, the longest 60 seconds of your fucking life. Can't breath or see pass the tunnel vision as your sweaty frame goes limp in Toge's arm. Don't feel him shakin your body frantically and tappin at your warm cheek as he tries to wake you. You're completely outta it when Saturo clears his throat, knockin sharply outside the classroom door.

"Is everyone- uh.. Everything okay in there?"

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houseofperfecttaste · 2 years

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Scott McCall - Games

Warning: Smut

My friends and I were at Lydias house for a party of course and there were tons of people filling her living room, kitchen, and her backyard. My eyes fixed on a dark brown haired boy otherwise known as Scott McCall. Scott and I were best friends a little more than friends but only the sexual part of it. I wanted to be more, so much more but I knew Scott would never.

I was leaning against the kitchen island sipping my drink while my eyes were scanning the living room and I saw Scott being grinded on by some chick while he was kissing her neck while making direct eye contact with me. I felt my blood boil and I let out a low growl hating the sight in front of me. Scott smirked and winked at me knowing I was mad. He was feeding off my anger absolutely loving it.

"Okay Scottie two can play at this game.....and I play better." I whispered seductively knowing Scott could hear me. I walked over to where Stiles was sitting and sat right next to him practically on top of him and grabbed his hand and placed it on my thigh. I kissed his cheek then slowly kissed down his jaw to his neck nipping and biting on his soft skin. I heard his breath hitch and I smirked standing up grabbing his hand and leading him to where everyone was dancing. I stood in front of him wrapping my arms around his neck and leaned up to whisper in his ear.

"I see that you're turned on Stiles, what do you wanna do to me huh?" I whispered Scott listening in on the conversation and his eyes flashing red not liking you all over his best friend at all.

"I want to touch you, god I want to fucking touch you everywhere." Stiles breathed out and I spun around so my ass is against his crotch and I moved my hips against him. No one knew about Scott and I so Stiles had no reason to move away or stop this. I grabbed his hands and placed them on my tits and I moaned quietly as he squeezed them and kissed my neck leaving little marks. I reached behind me and tangled my fingers in his hair tugging slightly. Stiles's hands wandered up and down my body and I could feel him getting harder the more he touched me.

I looked over at Scott and the girl was kissing his neck but he was paying no attention to her as his eyes were locked on mine. I felt Stiles breath tickle my neck and I looked up at him and he was looking at Scott putting two and two together and Stiles smirked leaning down to my ear.

"Wanna make him real mad?" Stiles smirked spinning me around pulling me closer to him and smashing his lips on mine sliding his hands to my ass giving it a squeeze. His tongue slipped in my mouth and I placed my hands on his chest feeling his torso. I pulled away resting my forehead against his both of our breathing heavy. I felt a tug on my arm pulling me away from Stiles and I knew it was McCall and that he had had enough. He guided me upstairs pushing me into an empty room pushing me on the bed.

"God you're going to regret that" Scott growled at me his eyes devouring my body and he slid my pants down my legs and ripped my shirt off leaving me in my matching lingerie. Scott licked his lips leaning down to kiss me all over my body and he nipped at the skin. He was looking at my neck with an angry look on his face because his best friends mark was on me. Scott pulled his pants down aligning himself with my entrance and plunging into me. I screamed out in pleasure as Scott was slamming into me. He smacked me across the face and covered my mouth with his hand so I wouldn't make a sound. I lifted my legs up higher and his head fell slightly as he breathed slowly taking a quick break so he wouldn't finish so quickly.

"I'm sure that Stiles wouldn't need a break, he would just want to fuck me" I sighed wanting to test his anger and I was met with glowing red eyes once again as Scott reached out and started choking me pounding into me harder than he ever has before. I arched my back moaning out Scott's name over and over again and my mouth formed an O shape as Scott hit my g spot repeatedly.

"You think it was cute to be all over my best friend? I'm going to make sure that you know you're mine. All mine." I smirked at Scott's words his eyes still red turning me on more than ever seeing his alpha side. He demanded me to get on all 4s and I obeyed sticking my ass out at him and I felt a hard smack and another and another. I gripped the bed sheets as I felt Scott's huge cock teasing me and when I least expected it he slammed into me causing me to jolt forward and Scott placed his hands on my waist pulling me back and I screamed in pleasure as I felt his whole length in me filling me up.

"I'm gonna cum" I managed to breath out as my eyes were screwed shut the sensation being too much for me handle as I came and Scott's pace quickened before slowing down signaling he was releasing as well. He pulled out and laid next to me tucking a strand of hair behind my ear looking into my eyes. "You're fucking mine." Scott growled pulling me close to him shoving his tongue in my mouth making me moan quietly and Scott smiled pulling away and helping me get dressed.

"All yours." I smiled pushing him away from me and getting on my knees for him kissing his tip before wrapping my lips around him taking him whole in my mouth making him tremble slightly. "Holy fuck Y/N." He moaned and I pushed him down so he was sitting on the bed and I climbed on top of him aligning myself with his tip sinking down on his length moaning at how he stretched me out. I started bouncing on him my tits bouncing up and down and he was in a trance as he watched them bounce in his face. "God you're perfect." Scotts hands were roaming all over my body grabbing at my skin and leaving marks everywhere possible.

"Scottttttt." I screamed throwing my head back in pleasure as he kissed my throat. "Cum on my cock baby." That's all it took for me to release all over his length as he thrusted into me helping me through my orgasm and him releasing into me. My head fell to the crook of his neck gaining my breath and leaving light kisses on his shoulder before going to his neck leaving dark red hickeys on his neck. "Now that whore will know you're taken." I giggled kissing his lips and hopping off of him as we both got dressed and headed back downstairs. The girl that Scott was dancing with earlier was walking towards us and I smirked grabbing his face smashing my lips to his and his hands slid down to my ass grabbing it and slapping it. I pulled away slightly and smiled at the girl as she rolled her eyes and walked away.

"No more games?" I asked Scott to make sure.

"None, I'm yours and you're mine."

#scott mccall x you #scott mccall x reader #scott mccal imagine #scott mccall smut #scott mcall #mccall pack #teen wolf #tyler posey

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sporadic-gremlin · 2 years

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I got my first request🤭 I’m so happy rn like shit made me smile hard asf when I saw it 😭 but they asked for the dimitrescu daughters to get absolutely railed so let’s get in to it. Also, anonymous asks should be enabled now. Gender not specified but does have a penis.

Bela Dimitrescu

Bela had just finished stacking the paperwork for the winery when you walked in the room. While she didn’t look up, a smile unconsciously spread on her face when she caught the scent of the fragrance she bought you as a present on your birthday.

“How nice of you to come see me, draga," Bela spoke, leaning back to stretch and unintentionally releasing a strained moan. Or maybe it was intentional.

You walked up to her desk and sat on the edge of it, "I had nothing to do so why not come see the reason for my existence."

Her hands were quick to place themselves on you, pulling and maneuvering your body so that she could lay her head on your thigh. It may seem innocent to anyone else with a blind eye but you know that Bela has a streak for sex after hard days in the office. Golden eyes blink up at you devilishly.

"Bela..." you groan.

"You look rather dashing today, Y/n." Her words are a distraction for her wandering hands that are rubbing your thighs, digging her fingers into your flesh in a growing haze of lust.

"Thank you, baby, and so do you." Her hands trail up over your ass and underneath your white shirt where her nails gently rake down your skin. It takes everything in you to suppress the shiver daring to shoot up your spine.

"You know," she drawls, fingers leaving your shirt and unbuttoning the bottom of it, "You hold back during sex, why?"

"Don't wanna hurt you," you breathe out, closing your eyes when her nails dig a bit harder.

It almost offends her at how fragile you think her to be. "I can take pain so fuck me like you mean it."

Something in you snaps. Bela's eyes widen when you push her away to hastily take off your shirt. Your eyes are clouded with lust and she finds herself being pulled up from her seat and bent over her desk. A quick arm swipes all her hard work from the desk and papers flutter in the air. When you press up against her, all Bela can focus on is the bulge in your pants.

"I've been waiting for so long for you to say that," you all but snarl. Bela's heartbeat has picked up it's pace and the sound of fabric tearing fills her ears before she feels the warm air of her office against her pussy. You pull down your trousers to your knees and groan deeply into Bela's ear.

A moan is ripped from her mouth as you enter her. No foreplay, no preparation, nothing. The gentle lover she once knew was gone and replaced with a horny beast that was damn near mounting her. You fucked into Bela's walls hard and fast, stealing the breath from her lungs with each thrust. Her hands fumbled to the edge of the desk where she gripped it for leverage. Heat and pleasure simultaneously filled both of your bodies but Bela was feeling it on an entirely different level. This rough pace- it was different but good. Her knuckles turned white from gripping the edge too hard and the wood started to splitter but Bela was sure she would have bruises on her hips afterwards.

"O-oh draga!" A hand curled in Bela's hair and she was pulled up slightly. What seemed to be panic filled her body because now that she was looking at the door, anyone could walk in and see her getting railed into her desk. Although she should've been scared, it only made her clench around you even harder. Bela felt her stomach tensing up as she moved closer and closer to her orgasm and you were almost there too. She could feel her mind melting and her words slurring into incoherent sentences. Just a little more...

"If someone were to walk in now..." you panted into her ear but the thought alone made her whine. God forbid it but they would see the eldest daughter with a face of ruined makeup and her hair plastered to her forehead. Bela moaned out with furrowed eyebrows as she came on your cock, her body jerking sporadically in tandem with her orgasm. Releasing your hold on her hair, you wrapped your arms around her waist and bit down on your lip as you filled her with your cum. Bela panted and fell forward once you let her go but one thing she did notice was that you were still hard.

"No holding back, right?"

Cassandra Dimitrescu

Cassandra's footsteps echoed through the woods as she ran with an elegant swiftness. Behind her was you- chasing her further than her mother would allow but what she didn't know couldn't hurt her. Her excited and adrenaline filled scent permeated the air and put a toothy smile on your lips. She pivoted through the trees, trying to make it to the designated finish line before you caught her. It was right there! She could taste the victory on her tongue but you had different plans for her. You came from her right flank and tackled her onto the ground, rolling and collecting whatever's on the floor. Cassandra's heart dropped when she saw that predatory smile enter her vision.

This was where the real fun started. Cassandra shuffled to her knees so she could get away but you shoved her down to the ground and pressed yourself against her. Her heartbeat raced in your ears. Cassandra grinded her ass against your front while your hands pulled down her shorts; the only thing you two wore during this was a loose pair of shorts and something to cover your chest. Her pussy was already dripping wet from the adrenaline rush from the chase and she was getting impatient, mumbling under her breath to fuck her before she does it herself. When you pushed yourself into her, Cassandra tried to run away. She wanted to make you work for this even more-catching her was impressive but being able to tame her wildness during sex was unheard of despite how long you two have been together.

A growl was released from your throat, "Stop moving, Cassandra." All she did was smirk and wiggle even more until you pinned her head to the floor and started up with your thrusts. As tough as she could act, Cassandra could already feel herself losing this battle of lust. Everything she felt was enhanced as of right now and it clouded her brain, making her moan out pathetically. You smiled and sucked hickies into her neck along with deep bite marks that would take days to heal. You pulled her up and against your chest so one hand could wrap around her throat while the other went down to rub at her clit. Miraculously, there was a tree in front of her that you used as leverage. A deep growl rumbled from Cassandra's throat and you chuckled- she was always so animalistic during sex.

"C-come on...fuck me harder, slut." Her words made you clench your jaw. How could she demand something of you in her current position. A hand gripped her jaw and captured her lips in a frantic kiss that was a clash of teeth and tongue. Cassandra's walls clenched harder around you as shudders racked her body. You released a laugh into the kiss- a quick one she was. Fuck, it was becoming too much and you were still playing with her clit. Her thighs trembled and body demanded for it to end but you had no plans for that. Teeth sunk into her flesh and it was the first cry of many Cassandra released that night. Eyes screwed shut in bliss from the mini-orgasm she had but something bigger was on its way. You.

Sweat beaded on your forehead as you tried to stave off your orgasm for as long as you could but the way she was gripping you and the noises she was making...It was pushing you towards your end and you let Cassandra know by dropping your head on her shoulder. She responded with pushing back against you and there was nothing left to do but spiral. You filled Cassandra with all you had, hips stuttering with each spurt. After the haze cleared up, you released Cassandra and the woman fell forward, using the tree to hold her up. The night was still young and there was so much more you had to give to Cassandra.

Daniela Dimitrescu

Your relationship with Lady Daniela wasn’t confusing, no. It was quite straightforward—when she needed a reliever from this castle, she would come to you and you’d fuck. Simple as that. Today, she had a bullet on her clit that’s been there for some time on a low setting but it’s been doing the job. She’s came three times already. You had the control while you did your tasks around the castle but made sure Daniela was at least in range so the toy could work. You groaned and kneaded the muscles of your back to try and release some of the tension there but nothing seemed to work. The kitchen and dining room was finally clean after four draining hours of cleaning. The doors opened and Daniela fluttered in with a flushed face and wobbly legs. There was no time to talk, already pulling you towards the closest empty room which happened to be the pantry.

“I can’t take it anymore, Y/n.” She had to lean her weight on you or else she knew she would tumble over. It’s evening and of course she would be sore by now but the deal was for her to hold off until all your work was done… This could serve as good leverage against her.

“Fine.” Daniela’s eyebrows widened and a smile broke out on her face. Thank Mother Miranda you were being merciful! She was quick to get rid of her panties and unlike her sisters, Daniela had always chose to wear short skirts. Your trousers were down to your ankles in seconds and you were hoisting Daniela up against the wall. Her legs somehow got on your shoulders but you couldn’t even question it when Daniela was grinding her pussy against you like she was in heat.

“Hurry,” she whined. With a click on your tongue, you slid inside. The Lady released a soft moan, bucking her hips to get you deeper inside. There was one rule with this: no kissing. No strings attached. Your thrusts were deep and short, pelvis pressing up against the bullet on her clit. Pulling it out from your breast pocket, you upped the setting to the highest, eliciting a cute squeal. Daniela’s legs trembled on your shoulders while you slapped a hand against her mouth. It would be the end of both of you if someone found out. She scrunched her eyes shut, the sensitivity of everything making her mind go blank. Your hand was cutting off the air to her brain, your cock was repeatedly hitting that same spot over and over again, the bullet on her clit, and the fact that this felt like something straight out of a book she read.

Her back arched off the wall while another orgasm washed over her. This was bad. Tears lined her eyes and they slowly started to fall. You panted heavily, sweat starting to form on your forehead and end coming close. Daniela had to drag her nails down the wall to ground herself. Her heaving breaths made your hand damp and there was no doubt that if you let go now, she would moan and yell out. Fuck it. You removed your hand and lunges forward, captured her lips with yours. Daniela whimpered into your mouth, kissing back with as much intensity she could manage. It seemed to be the final straw—the softness of your lips the only thing she could focus on. Her walls clamped down of your dick as her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Something wet splattered against your shirt. When you looked down…she was squirting! Daniela could barely tell but what she did know was that this was the best fuck of her life.

“Oh fuck!” You moaned, throwing your head back and releasing into the Lady. Anyone who walked past most definitely knew what happened in here.

Daniela finally came to her senses after a few minutes and started to laugh breathlessly. “I seem to have underestimated you, Y/n.”

You sighed heavily and gulped, pulling out and watching your cum leak from her folds. Daniela fell to her knees without your support and you could see the aftershocks running through her body. “I underestimated myself too but,” you leaned forward and pressed your tip against her lips, “you couldn’t last a full day so you have three hours to make up for.”

#bela dimitrescu x reader #bela dimitrescu smut #cassandra dimitrescu x reader #cassandra dimitrescu smut #daniela dimitrescu x reader #daniela dimitrescu smut

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prettyboybillyhargrove · 2 years

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BATS AND AXES

Warning: porn without plot, literally porn, top Steve bottom Billy Lemon. +18. Literally 2174 words of porn. PORN. MINORS DNI.

First, there was an axe in his eyesight and there was a lot of blood. Then Steve opened his eyes and saw him. He saw Billy, standing with a big axe in hand. The exact clothes he was in when he died in the Starcourt. His chest looked scarred, probably because he was literally stabbed by a fucking monster. But he was there. And he was alive. And he was smiling down at Steve.

When he came to his senses the first thing Steve did was to take off Billy's clothes. Not saying hi, or maybe a hug or something no. He fucking started ripping off Billy’s clothes. Billy was not expecting that at all. He wasn't expecting to see anyone down there, yes, but also Steve? And him taking his clothes. No. It was not on his bucket list.

"I thought I lost you." Steve talked with his rough voice while trying to rip off Billy's tank top.

The bat attack totally affected his throat but absolutely did nothing to his body Billy though while watching Steve's body up and down. He has totally put on more muscle since Billy last saw him. He opened his mouth but closed it again. Don't know what to say. His eyes teared up when he looked at Steve's teary ones.

Without taking his eyes off from him, Steve shouted in a hoarse voice. "I thought I lost you. I thought you were dead! Why did you do it, Billy? Why did you leave me alone? Did you have to sacrifice yourself? We could have done it together. We could have beat it together!"

Billy opened his mouth to speak but he met the other boys lips instead. Rather than kissing, Steve seemed to be biting his lips in anger, with more teeth than tongue. As Steve's rough hands gripped his head, he moaned with pain and lust. He had missed this feeling so much.

Steve grabbed Billy's hair hard and pulled his head back. The blonde's lips were glistening with blood. Steve looked with anger to the other's face, not caring about his pain under his hands. "You fucking promised me you were gonna stay. You little slut. You said you're not gonna be like my parents, you said we are gonna be together forever. You said we are gonna leave that shit hole together."

With one quick move, he forced Billy onto his knees. He was looking at Steve with shock but Steve knew he was not an innocent prude. He's the best at this. Steve taught him everything he knew.

Steve opened his zipper and took off his hard dick. Billy was already salivating with the sign. He shook his hard dick in front of the blond and ordered. “Suck.”

Billy took Steve's dick in his mouth and started sucking it like his life depends on it. He missed Steve so much. He missed this so much.

Steve's hands found his hair again but he didn't force Billy, he just held them there. Billy closed his eyes and buried his nose in Steve's dark pubic hair. He smelled him with longing and Steve's dick stirred in his mouth with that. Billy moaned loudly and started sucking more sloppily.

Big hands came into his view and he closed his mouth violently. Then he raised the blonde's head up gentle but firmly and whispered. "Be quiet you whore, you're gonna get us killed in this hell hole."

Billy smirked naughtily. "Wouldn't be my first time."

"Enough." Billy felt the amusement leave his face as Steve hissed at him angrily and pushed his head back.

Steve quickly took off his pants and kneel down with a thud. He was face to face with Billy now. He started kissing him again but this time it was different. He was kissing him slowly like he was tasting his lips again. Trying to remember how they felt against his rough ones. But when they stop and start looking at each others eyes Steve quickly snapped out of it. He had a mission to do.

He pushed Billy on his back and started working on his painfully tight jeans. They were resisting staying on Billy's ass. But Steve won this race and wrestled the jeans out of his thick legs. Billy was looking thinner than he remembered.

"You're not gonna fuck me on the dirty floor of the upside down are you?" Billy asked hesitantly, not that he doesn't want it. It's been a year since they last saw each other. And he was dying for it.

"Oh, I'm gonna fuck you in every place on the fucking planet earth. I'm gonna fuck that tight hole of yours till you're a sobbing mess. I'm gonna make you my personal cumbag." Steve snarled between his teeth.

Billy was already a mess under him. His hard dick was shining with precum. He couldn't even find a word to say other than dumb moans leaving his mouth. He cried out when Steve animalistically turned his body and forced him to his hands and knees. He nearly screamed when he felt the warm spit on his rim.

They both gasped with shock when the bats began flying over their heads as they heard Billy's screams. Billy trembled with fear. Being here for so long didn't mean he wasn't afraid of them. Ever since the bats' first attack, he had escaped from them all around, hiding in the shadows, looking for a way to get the hell out of here.

Noticing the fear of the body beneath him, Steve straightened his body and placed a soft kiss on Billy's waist. Billy groaned again and the bats screamed louder, with that Steve quickly picked up the torn shirt off the floor and stuffed it into Billy’s mouth. Whispering in a dark voice. "I TOLD you to shut up slut."

Billy cried out around the tank top and arched his back more. Steve took the message and spit on his rim again. He buried his head into Billy's round ass and dip his tongue to his rim. Billy was so tight around his tongue. He moaned with the taste, he fucking missed this. He grabbed Billy's ass cheeks hard and opened him up more. His other hand slowly found his way to Billy's balls and squeezed them. Billy's dick twitched under his hand. He grabbed the cum dripping tip and slowly spread Billy's cum on his dick while his tongue was still working on opening him up.

Billy was a moaning mess under Steve. He wants to die right there like that. Steve's head between his ass cheeks and his hand on Billy's dick going up and down fast. His dick twitched again and he knew he was gonna come any second. He could feel Steve's saliva going down on his thighs and it makes all this even hotter. When he pushed his body down to Steve's hand and was ready to cum Steve's hand stayed still. He gripped the tip of Billy's dick with such force it made Billy cry. "I didn't give you permission to cum. Hold yourself or I'd hold it for you."

Steve took his hand off Billy and held his own dick. Spread Billy’s spit all around it and get into the position. He pushed himself in Billy’s tight hole with a groan. Billy whimpered and his eyes teared immediately, not because of the pain but because of how much he missed this feeling. Steve’s strong body behind him, on him, inside him. His large dick pushing his limits, opening his hole to the extreme. It was too much but not enough at the same time.

“Stevee,” he whined behind the tank top again, Steve didn’t even let him finish his word and started slamming his body to Billy’s. Billy was moaning between his pulling out and pushing ins. His thighs were shaking with pleasure, his dick was leaking uncontrollably.

Then his arms give up and he fell to the ground with a thud. Steve didn’t stop this time either. Instead, he hold Billy's belly and arched his back more. Pushed his shoulders on the ground with force. Billy’s cheek was on the ground when Steve's dick was slapping inside him rapidly. This gave him better access to fuck Billy now.

“Oh god, I fucking miss this so much.” Steve groaned while continuing his poundings. When Steve hit Billy's prostate he gave a loud cry as pleasure making his toes curl. His eyes blacked out and he started coming on his own chest. Steve followed him and he came inside Billy with a loud shout.

Billy was gonna make a comment about his voices when he realized Steve is still hard and he's still continuing fucking into him. He slowly raised his head and tapped the brunette with his head. Steve stopped a few seconds later because he was so lost in the feeling. When he stopped Billy gestured to the dirty tank top with his eyes. Steve slowly took it off and kissed his lips.

They both look at each other for a few seconds but when he felt Steve’s hard dick poking him he couldn’t help but push him back. Billy smirked with mischief in his eyes and slowly crawled on top of Steve’s lap. He arranged himself and sat on Steve’s dick like the pro he is.

Steve was ready to groan with the new feeling but Billy shut him up with his lips. He wrapped his arms around Steve's shoulders and slowly started jumping up and down. “How are you still hard, pretty boy? What were they feeding you when I was gone?”

Steve raised his head and looked at the blonde longingly. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. He fucking missed this asshole. “I missed you, you asshole. It’s been a year and I didn’t even touch myself.”

Billy stopped for a second. He could see Steve was holding himself from tearing up. He lowered his head and kissed his chapped lips with hunger. “You missed me?”

“Yes, I fucking missed you, you shithead! We had just started dating and your dumbass decided to sacrifice yourself. Do you really think I was gonna be happy and continue living my life? forget about you? I was in pain!” Steve’s voice trembled with agony.

Now Billy was tearing up too. But he didn't stop his motion. He started jumping faster on Steve's dick as he held his broad shoulders. “I miss you too. I miss you so much, Steve. I thought I would never see you again. I was so lonely down there. I thought you would forget me. I thought you forgot me and found someone else already.”

Steve started moving his hips with Billy's rhythm too. He holds the blonde curls tightly as he slowly fucks into Billy. They were moving like one body now, merging into each other. Billy's soft dick was already hard between their bodies now. Glistening with cum and twitching with the tight friction.

He kissed Billy’s plump dried lips with hunger. “I’d never leave you. You’re my baby blue. You’re my dirty blonde. You're fucking mine, Billy Hargrove. Even if you die I’d follow you and fuck you there too.”

Billy chuckled at Steve's mouth with that. Pressed his forehead to Steve’s sweaty one. They were a disaster, dirty with sweat and dust. He started riding Steve harder and whispered to his ear. “I’m yours, Steve Harrington. And you're fucking mine.”

And one last motion they were coming together. Billy’s vision blackened with pleasure as he was coming to Steve's chest and Steve was coming inside of him for the second time.

Everything went silent for a few seconds. There were not any voices around as Steve fell on his back exhaustively and Billy followed him behind and lay on his chest. He hugged the broad chest tightly. He bited one of Steve's nipples and Steve protested lazily.

Billy smirked. While drawing imaginery circles around Steve's chest hair. "You put on some muscles I see. You became such an eye candy, I liked it. Was it all for me or?"

Steve hugged the blondes' more slimmer body. He pulled one curl out of his ocean blues and kissed his forehead. "Yeah baby all for you. But I'm seeing you are getting thinner. I don't like it."

Billy raised his eyebrows and chuckled. "We don't have many food options here, you dingus." Steve squeezed his still fat ass with the nickname. "Don't talk to daddy like that. You bratty little slut."

Billy grinded himself on Steve's dick interestingly with that. "Ohh did daddy miss his bratty sub?"

Steve smirked naughtily and bit Billy's ear playfully. "Oh absolutely I'm gonna show you how mu-"

"Bam."

They turned their lefts with shock as they heard the loud voice. There were three people watching them with wide eyes.

Eddie looked at the other two girls and whisper-shouted excitedly. "Okay are we surprised about Billy being alive or Steve fucking him? Cause I'm feeling both right now."

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13phantom13angel13 · 1 year

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Smile, Jay!

A/N: I have completed this ahead of schedule. By a whole whopping day but, hey. I can’t complain about that! Anyways, someone did request a fluff fic of Jason and Bruce just being goofballs as father and son. So here it is! I hope you enjoy!

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Jason was confused. He didn’t know what the hell had gotten into Bruce, but the man wouldn’t stop messing with him. Sometimes when he passed by Jason, whether in the hall or on the couch, he would poke at him or give him a quick tickle. And it was random. He didn’t do it every time so it kept Jason on his toes. Jason was now constantly on edge whenever he was around Bruce. Even out on patrol.

Thankfully, Bruce didn’t mess with him while they were out as vigilantes. They had a reputation to upkeep. Regardless, Jason’s nerves couldn’t handle much more. He didn’t know when Bruce was going to cause an unmanly shriek to rip out of him again.

Unluckily for him, a rare opportunity came that Bruce took advantage of. Jason was minding his business in the kitchen, humming to himself as he reached up into the cabinet to grab a glass. Mistake number one. Mistake number two was not paying attention to his surroundings. As soon as his arm went up, Bruce had silently snuck up behind his unsuspecting son and tickled his armpit.

An inhuman screech ripped out of Jason’s throat as his arm slammed down against his side. He lurched forward slightly to get away only to realize he was trapped by the counter. And the tickling in his armpit didn’t stop. Laughter bubbled out of him like a carbonated drink as he squirmed to get away.

“Dahahahammit Bruhuhuce! Stahahahap it!”

Bruce chuckled warmly at his son’s reaction.

“Now why would I when I’ve only just begun?”

Jason’s eyes snapped wide momentarily as Bruce’s other hand joined the fray right above his hip. He hunched forward against the cold countertop as more hysterical laughter started to flow past his lips. He fought to dislodge Bruce’s hands from his ticklish flesh, to no avail.

“DOHON’T YOU DAHAHAHAHARE!” He cried out as the hand that was lodged in his armpit made its way down to join the other near his hips. He’s knees felt like they were about to buckle if this continued. Bruce was having the time of his life tickling the crap out of his edgelord child.

“Give me a reason why I shouldn’t. You hardly ever laugh anymore, much less smile. It’s a nice change to see.” Bruce commented, noting the flush that appeared on Jason’s ears.

“IT TIHIHIHIHICKLES! NOHOHOW STAHAHAHAP IT YOHOHOU ASS!”

“That’s the point, though!” Bruce laughed along with him as he finally clawed into his hips. The absolute scream that came out of him could’ve shattered glass. Jason went down to the ground after that, Bruce following suit with his tickling fingers. Jason tried as hard as he could to squirm away, but he was weakened by his own laughter.

“NOHOHOHOHO! NOHOHOT THEHEHERE! BRUCE NOHOHOHOHO! PLEHEHEHEASE! I SURRENDER! STAHAHAHAHAP!”

After a couple of minutes of screeching hysterical laughter, Jason had tears in his eyes and his face was almost as red as his helmet. Bruce knew it was time to stop when his laughter became hoarse and hiccupy. He stilled his fingers, smiling as he looked down at Jason with fondness.

“Been a long time since I’ve heard you laugh that hard. I missed that smile.” He ruffled his hair as he stood up. Jason groaned, laying a hand on his stomach as his other arm draped over his red face, soft giggles still escaping his smiling lips.

“I just wanted some orange juice, man…” He grumbled out. Bruce laughed.

“Sorry. You were wide open. I couldn’t pass up the opportunity.” He helped Jason up, patted his back, and left the kitchen so Jason could get his juice in peace. Little did The Bat know, Red Hood’s revenge would be swift and ruthless.

#batfamfic #batfam #bruce wayne #jason todd #batman #red hood #ticklish!jason #ticklish jason todd #ticklish red hood #batfam tickle fic #tickle fluff #batfam fluff

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this-aint-massachusetts · 2 months

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Messes

Warnings: vomit, dead body’s, dead dove do not eat, descriptions of gore, body horror, short story, first person pov, oc

I felt sick to my stomach. I wanted to barf out my lunch right then and there, but that would just result in a bigger mess to clean up. But I don’t think there’s a mess out there that’s bigger than this…

When I first took this job I expected for it to be like every other shitty nine to five job; bad paying, a shitty boss, and messes to clean up of course. I’m a damn janitor what did I expect. Well… not this to say the least.

And the job was actually pretty much that. Every day I had spills to mop up, stains to get out of the rugs, trash to pick up, and a shitty boss. So shitty in fact he left out the very important details of the fact I’d have to clean up a whole pile of dead body’s.

I couldn’t tell how many were it there but any amount of dead bodies is too many. From estimation I say at least twenty to thirty body’s were in there, each one smelled rancid as you would expect a corpse to. But the oddest thing, or at least the oddest thing aside from a pile of corpses, is that they all appeared human but when looked at close enough they were the farthest thing from it.

Some had too many eyes, some had one too many limbs, one of them had absolutely no flesh like it was skinned. I didn’t want to even come near it.

But I had to, so I tighten my fingers around the wooden handle of the mop and approached the pile.

I first start with the least gross looking body which was the one with a few too many limbs. I gently take one of its many arms into my own and tug on it to separate it from the rest of the pile. But it doesn’t budge.

“I-It must be really packed in there…”

I mumble as I looked up at the top of the pile. I might just be going crazy, but are the body’s twitching? No their not, the bleach fumes have probably just gotten to me.

So as my more gentler approach had failed, I tug a bit harder but to no avail the body stays completely put. I let go of the arm and sigh as I hang my head for a moment.

“What has my life come to…”

I think to myself before picking my head back up and grabbing the arm again. This time with a much firmer and tighter hold.

I firmly plant my feet on the ground and tug on the arm like some sick form of tug of war. I pull and pull and pull until I hear a sickening tearing of flesh.

I stumble back a bit and fall on my ass with a grunt. I look down into my arms and scream.

Ripped

Off

The

Fucking

Arm.

I scream, horrified at what I’ve just done. I toss the arm back at the pile and clamp a hand over my mouth as I vomit into it.

No no no no no. No more of this. New career path immediately.

I scramble back quickly while heaving, I let out another small scream and gasp as I scrambled back so far and quick I ran into a wall.

Then the most horrific thought came into my head. More horrifying then ripping off a corpses arm.

This wasn’t just a pile of corpses of various dead body’s; this was one massive creature. Made from these humanoid abomination corpses.

And I just awoke it.

More vomit spews out of my mouth at this discovery. Am I high? Is this a nightmare? What the hell did this corporation do?!

I didn’t know but I needed to get the fuck out of here and immediately. My heart starts hammering in my chest but it only goes faster when I start to hear a horrible noise of slimy flesh slithering across the concrete floor of the building.

I get onto my knees quicker than I’ve ever moved in my life. Luckily enough I was right by the door. I reach for the handle and tug on it frantically but it doesn’t budge.

I was locked in.

I turn around as I see my fate behind me. The fleshy creature moved slowly and grotesquely. The sound of wet skin always heard when it moved, the rancid smell it carried, the body’s attached to the abomination twitched and moved as the flesh did.

I didn’t even get to see the flesh slowly engulfing me, I passed out before that. It just slowly went over me. Absorbing my whole body to add to the amalgamation of corpses and flesh. Making an odd and wet chewing noise as I’m consumed.

#writing #horror writing #horror #horror story #short story #oc writing #oc

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larabiatasstuff · 11 months

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Part two for you anon 🖤

A week went by without any occurrences but one evening, it was almost ten I received a call from Amanda, telling me that Danny met Terry Silver in a store and that he wound him up again. "That fucker..." was the only thing I said before I hung up, got my car keys and drove to Cobra Kai. The lights were still on so he must be there. I got out of my car and stormed into the dojo. "Silver!!!" I yelled stomping to his office,the door was open and Silver stood there pouring himself a drink. "Oh miss L/N what a surprise,I was wondering when you would show up, nice outfit by the way." I looked down and realized that I was in my sleeping clothes, a tank top and boxers. "Cut that bullshit Silver you know exactly why I'm here." he put the glass down and took a step forward. "Oh yes I remember something about kicking my ass right?" he gave me that damn charming smile again. "Why do you have to do this? Can't you just mind your own business and leave us alone or do you have to compensate something?" that made him snap in a quick movement he had me pushed against the wall his large hand around my throat and his lips close to my ear. "Now you'll listen to me miss L/N. Nobody and I repeat nobody talks to me like that." he said in a dark and low voice. I tried to get away from him but his grip was too strong. "Fuck you." was all I could say. He looked deep into my eyes, his piercing blue eyes stared directly into my soul. "You don't know when it's time to shut up do you?" "It seems you have to make me." suddenly he punched the wall right next to my head which made me gasp in surprise and in the next moment his lips were on mine. I instantly returned the kiss even if I knew that this was wrong but god it felt so right. The whole situation made me incredibly wet. I grabbed him by the collar of his gi to pull him closer, he lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist. Our hands were all over each other's bodies. I felt the huge bulge growing in his pants rubbing delicately over my already soaking wet pussy. He started kissing my neck leaving hickeys and little bitemarks while roughly kneading my breasts and pinching my nipples. The tension between us was unbearable. He ripped my pants off in a swift movement while I freed his rock hard cock and he was huge. He didn't waste time and entered me with a hard and deep thrust. I held onto his body for my dear life and a quiet "Shit" escaped my throat. Again his lips were on mine sharing bruising kisses while fucking me mercilessly against the wall. The room was filled with the sounds of slapping skin on skin, heavy breathing and muffled moans. My fingers were tangled in his hair as I felt my orgasm build and he must have been close too cause I felt his muscles getting tense.Just a few hard thrusts and he came with an almost animalistic groan and I followed shortly after. He carefully set me down on my feet again readjusting his clothes, his hair was a mess and I couldn't help but watching him. My legs felt like jelly and my whole body was shaking. I would absolutely have trouble walking for the next days. "Well miss L/N that was..." "No, no we... We shouldn't have done this." he looked at me " Y/N please let us talk about this." his tone was a different one than before. "I can't, I have to go. We, that's... I have to go." with that I left the dojo and got in my car. I sat there for a second in silence. I couldn't believe what I just did and the worst part was that I didn't regret it.

#thomas ian griffith #terry silver xreader #sensei targaryen #cobra kai #terry silver x reader

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rainparadefromhell · 2 years

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s4 "quick" review.

SPOILERS AHEAD!!

this is probably the best piece of television i have ever seen. this is why i am so in love with writing and characters and storylines and imagination and creativity and my god do the duffer brothers have all those things. i am actually in awe.

some things that i LOVED that come to mind :

- literally loved every new character?? except jason, is that even his name he can rot why was he in every corner with the satanic shit giving me a migraine smh, eddie is the loml, rip chrissy she was cute and more importantnly steve FINALLY made a new friend his age yay!!!

- steve harrington is gonna do one thing every season and that is be steve harrington aka slay every and any one and he is the best character blabla u already know. also him fucking tearing that bat creature apart was so hot for no reason

- dustin!!!!!????! CARRIED this season. always loved him but his humor really stood out to me this season, gaten acted his ass off

- lucas and that little speech telling max he is always there for her? he has my heart

- sadie oscar when?

- i was screaming "WILLIAM!!" at any mike and will scene. idk why the government name jumped out of me buuuut oh my god i felt so bad bc he is clearly in love w mike and i don't think it's reciprocated....i do think mike knows bc some of them scenes were so awkward but cute i love will

- loved seeing jonathan be so fun (i mean he was high most of the time but still lolol)

- robin????? kiss??? me???? oh MY GOD, her steve and dustin were my absolute favorites, everything she says is comedic gold

- VECNA'S ORIGIN STORY FUCKING DUFFER BROTHERS PLEASE SPARE SOME TALENT. no but i was screaming "he's number one!!!!" when he tricked el. the actor is so talented and his monologue was perfectly evil without being corny. i LOVED them fleshing out the villains more and the whole 1920s victor creel storyline with that beautiful house and the clocks and everything was so stunning visually???

- THE FUCKING SPECIAL EFFECTS CGI WHATEVER THE FUCK WHEN VECNA WOULD BREAK PPLS BONES IT LOOKED SO FUCKING CREEPY AND AWFUL AND SADISTIC AND AMAZING R U KIDDING ME????? this just put ST on another level. the way that that genuinely freaked me out so much with their jaws hanging and missing eyes??? it was truly horror this season.

- hopper and the russian prison guard fighting the demogorgon actually had me on the edge of my seat, it was amazing!! also joyce saving the day by pushing random buttons is such a joyce thing to do lol.

- imma need a written note from netflix and the duffer brothers that my girl el will live a nice, calm and comfortable life in an isolated cabin somewhere after all of this on my desk by monday bc tf?? millie was just flexing her talent bc she was crying and in pain like 90% of the season so far. chefs kiss as always

- dr. br*nner is the biggest piece of shit i have ever seen and if we ever cross paths he is catching these hands. bitch.

things i didn't like :

- there is seriously just one big thing and that is nancy and steve. i love both characters and steve is prob my favorite even but my god do they just not fit at all....nancy and jonathan are both calm and very similar and i just wanted steve to thrive whether by himself or with a new girl. the show made a point that nancy never really loved him and now suddenly it's true love? give me a break, they barely interacted in ages. it just seemed like they didn't know what to do so they used them for cheap drama even though the nancy and jonathan long distance issues were, in my opinion, enough and completely valid and relatable. also emotional cheating isn't cute.

- wanted to see more of mike. a lot of people don't like him but i do. feels like the show doesn't know what to do with him sometimes though.

and that's it. bc the season was basically perfect in my eyes. 10/10

i was, as i'm sure many people as well worried that ST would decline in quality after season 3, hell even 2. but s4 just proved me the fuck wrong. it is absolutely my favorite season so far. i know we are getting a s5 but this makes me want at least 5 more!!!!! but i do trust the duffer brothers to end everything on a high note. but i just cannot wrap my mind over how good this season was??? everything just clicked with el's backstory in the lab and vecna's origin story they REALLY thought everything through and it SHOWS.

this is what tv should be. just pure talent and a thought out idea. and of course an incredible cast. what a delight. i am filled with serotonin. congrats to everyone involved in making this season from the creators to the cast & crew. we will be talking about s4 of stranger things for a looooooong time you best believe.

in short I FUCKING LOVE ART!!!!!!!

#stranger things season 4 #stranger things s4 #stranger things #stranger things spoilers #stranger things netflix #spoilers #mike wheeler #nancy wheeler #will byers #jonathan byers #eleven #steve harrington #dustin henderson #lucas sinclair #max mayfield #robin buckley #eddie munson #jim hopper #joyce byers

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trin-gvf · 2 years

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D.R.W - dirty little secret

2.8k words minors DNI

danny x fem!reader

WARNINGS: daddy kink, gagging, slapping, degradation, cheating, spit, basically whatever u can think of

daniel robert wagner. what you wouldn't do for that man. one problem. he has a girlfriend. jordan. she was sweet of course but oh god was she a fucking airhead. you could fuck her boyfriend behind her back and she would never find out.

you had known danny since forever but never close enough to actually talk to him. he was in a band and seemed untouchable. that made you want him even fucking more. the way he played on stage made you dive your hand in your panties a great number of times. watching him play on stage was nothing but pure sex appeal.

one night after coming down from yet another high while looking at danny's instagram page you saw a particular comment.

jordieswxrld: so handsome! 💞

you were quick to tap on her account and message her.

y/n: hi girlie! you don't know me but I'm friends with the band and figured we could hang sometime!

jordieswxrld: omg hi!! i'd be down!

y/n: perf! does tomorrow at the tangle hearts cafe work?

jordieswxrld: it does!! how about 2ish?

perfect.

you continued to message her about stupid shit like your favorite colors, foods, how you met the boys, etc. you both agreed to bring one of the boys along. you got josh to agree and she said daniel would come along with her.

you set your phone down and drifted off to bed.

the next day you planned a perfect outfit. one that didn't draw too much unwanted attention but one you hoped would make danny notice you. even a little sneak at your cleavage would've made you happy. you slipped into a light brown cropped tank top with black high waisted pants. since it was starting to get cold you threw on a white knitted cardigan and some boots to top it off.

you looked over your outfit once more before meeting josh in your living room.

"ready to go?" you asked before grabbing your over the shoulder purse. he nodded and opened the door for you.

"i'm glad you're finally giving danny a chance, he's a cool dude." josh spoke whilst backing out of your driveway.

"yeah, i just guess i never felt the need." which a complete half assed answer and you knew josh knew that. it was an absolute lie. you never got to know danny because you'd eye fuck him everytime you'd come around him. every word you would have spoken to him would be dripping in lust. your words would have flowed like a spoon drenched honey, dripping back into the bottle with the sun casting a golden hue onto the counter.

the ride to the cafe was short, it wasn't too far from your house. the second you laid eyes on danny and his god awful girlfriend you didn't know whether to be happy around danny or annoyed to be around jordan.

as you got closer to the table, you presented a smile. danny and jordan got up, jordan greeting you with a hug first. danny greeted you with another hug, this one just a second longer than the one you had with his girlfriend. his cologne engulfed you. the scent alone made you want to rip his clothes off and go at it until you both had not an ounce of energy left in you.

"it's amazing to finally meet you! i've heard so many great things. i've just never managed to find time to hang out!" you said, faking your best friendly voice.

"ohh! i'm sure! you work at a big company i'm sure it's hard to find free time!" she said back.

"oh it really is!" you said sipping on your americano.

"i barely got today off." you spoke out, making casual talk.

"so, what is it you do?" danny chirped up.

"oh- well i work as a medical front desk receptionist. it wasn't too bad in the beginning but with covid, we're all so in demand so it's almost impossible to get any days off." you explained, taking in danny's every movement, every detail. his brown curls softly bounced with every movement his head made. the way he paid attention to your every word. you felt almost as if you were talking his ears off just to watch his eyes flicker between your eyes and your lips.

for a moment you thought he was an actual angel on earth sent down to bless your body with some holy feeling. but the feeling was much less than holy. the exact opposite to be specific. maybe an angel sent from hell.

"y/n…y/n!" you said, getting snapped out of your thoughts by josh tapping you on the side of your arm.

"what?" you barked back, clearly annoyed.

"danny asked you a fucking question dip shit." josh yelled into your ear.

"shut the fuck up josh, youre so loud! sorry danny, i was in my own world for a second!"

"that's okay, y/n. i was wondering if you were going to be at the show tonight. maybe we could all go to a bar after the show." he suggested.

"oh definitely! that sounds like so much fun."

the boys were kicking off their first leg of tour right here in their home state, michigan.

the rest of the day was spent in that little cafe, you taking in every beautiful detail of what was the man in front of you.

when it was time for your departure, you hugged them all goodbye.

"bye you guys! see you tonight!" jordan said, walking back to the car with daniel.

"he is really cool." you said looking down at your feet.

"told you." josh said with a smug smirk.

josh dropped you off at your house before going to the venue he needed to be at for sound check.

you quickly ran to your room, desperately searching for an outfit when you came across two items you knew would work well together. you decided to go with the band's theme.

you dressed in a body suit that was a gold velvet texture. it was two pieces of material covering your tits just right. it gave enough cleavage but you could jump around to the music if you really wanted. you found a chain belt to hang around your waist. it was also gold with suns on it. the suns has faces on them and it was very much one of your favorite possessions.

you paired them with nude stilettos and started on your makeup. you went with a basic gold glitter on your eyelids with black winged liner. you carefully placed gemstones under your eyes, mimicking what josh usually has when he's on stage.

you took an uber to the venue, not wanting to deal with the mess that was parking. as you went behind the building, you showed your pass to the security guards and met up with the boys backstage as they were about to go on. you saw the kiszka's, danny and everyone's girlfriends but dannys.

as you walked up to danny, asking him where jordan had been.

"she had to be with her family, it was an emergency." he said, he sounded sad but not too bad to the point you felt the need to feel bad for him. maybe this was your chance. with all the pent up energy he'd have from performing, he'd need to take it out somewhere. right?

you gave him a long hug before slowly taking a curl of his into your hand and slowly slid it between your two fingers.

"you look good tonight. goodluck." you whispered into his ear, placing a hand on his chest before walking away to get a drink. you smirked to yourself, hoping you had gotten to him. you'd definitely shown enough of your tits for him to check you out at least a couple times at the cafe earlier in the day.

as you went back backstage, you saw the boys giving it their all to the fans. as you leaned against a wall, you noticed danny eyeing you every so often when josh would take a moment to give the crowd a heartfelt speech.

as you took a sip of your white claw, you managed to "accidentally" dribble some onto your chest. you made a fake surprised face and took the drops of it onto your finger. making sure danny was looking, you lapped the liquid off your finger, making eye contact with danny.

you watched danny take a hard gulp, shaking whatever thoughts he had going on in his beautiful mind.

during their last song, you made your way to his changing room. you took a seat on his couch, crossing your legs and scrolling on your phone mindlessly until you heard the doorknob turning. you quickly shoo-ed your phone away and put on a smug smirk plastered on your face.

as he walked into the room, he was shirtless and covered in sweat. if he asked you to, you'd lick the sweat off the soft skin of his chest. his chest was moving like mountains, heaving up and down because of the adrenaline pulsing through his veins.

"what are you doing here, y/n?" he sounded shocked. really you couldn't blame him.

"hm. just..chilling i guess, daniel."

you could tell your words were working their magic. his eyes slowly darkened as his pupils expanded, making his eyes look black and full of pure lust. you looked at him with hooded eyes as you got up, dabbing his sweat off with a cooled towel.

"you seemed distracted daniel. what happened tonight?" you giggled as you slowly backed him up against the counter multiple makeup products were laid on.

"you know what the fuck my problem was y/n." his voice was much darker now, sending another gush of desire in between your legs.

"tell me, my sweet daniel. what was the problem." the sentence was more of a command at this point. both of your voices were low, not risking getting caught by any of the other brothers.

"my problem is that you eye fuck me any and every chance you get." he said through gritted teeth.

you softly placed a kiss to the corner of his mouth.

"i'm so much better than her daniel. i promise you that."

as you slowly pulled away from his body, he brought you back in with his hands digging into your skin.

"y/n.." he muttered.

"i've looked at you for so long, daniel. imagining how you'd feel against my body. imagining how much heat our bodies could produce together."

"if you keep talking like that i'm ripping your clothes off and fucking you dumb right here, right now." he said, pushing his very noticeable boner onto your thigh.

you were once, lost for words. not a single thought other than fucking the man in front of you were floating around your pathetic little mind.

"you don't think i didn't notice when you were bending over the table today? showing me your tits?"

you felt your bodies switch places. you were now pressed against the counter. you both were unbelievably hot and bothered. danny leaned down to place little kisses to your neck.

"what? you'd love be my filthy fucking secret. wouldn't you? getting fucked by me everytime shes not around."

"i'd love to be your dirty little secret, danny." you said, nibbling his ear lobe before slowly falling down to your knees. you undid his belt and undoing his pants. you watched them fall to the ground. you were left with his dick print outlined on his boxers. you wanted nothing more than to pull them down his thighs and shove his cock down your throat. yet, you refrained of doing so. you wanted to take your time with him.

you slowly outlined the tip of his cock, licking up the precum that had beaded through the fabric. you savored the salty taste on your lips before slowly pulling down his boxers. you softly gasped at his size, looking up at him.

"be a good girl and suck my cock like you're supposed to." he muttered, looking down at you. his hair was softly framing his face, his lips turning red due to softly biting on them.

you did as you were told and started with the tip, getting it wet and slobbered up. after doing so you ran your tongue under his shaft before taking about half of his dick into your mouth. he gathered your hair into his hand and made a ponytail with it, holding it together.

"c'mon now, you can do better than that. now can't you?" he said, pushing his cock down your throat. you let out a rather loud gag.

"look at you. acting like a whore and you can't even take my fucking cock." he growled, giving you a slap to your face.

he pushed his cock down your throat once more, leaving it there for a second.

"breathe through your nose, calm down." he smirked, loving to watch the struggle. when you gargled against his dick he let you off. a thick strand of spit connecting you to his cock. your mascara was slowly running down your face from your eyes watering while you gagged.

he stood you up, slipping you out of your body suit. you kicked your shoes off and he did so. the kiss you were currently sharing was full of moans and wet noises.

he pushed you back onto the couch and bent down to his knees. he slapped your pussy a couple times, causing you to jerk your body.

"danny please-"

"don't fucking speak unless your calling me daddy. do you understand?"

you were yet again at a loss for words.

"yes…i- yes daddy."

he pulled you to his mouth, giving a big fat lick, licking up every ounce of wetness you'd produced.

"you taste like fucking heaven. and this? is this for me?"

you nodded as he went back down on you. you covered your mouth, trying to be as quiet as possible.

he sucked on your clit, making your eyes roll to the back of your head. the hand that was placed over your mouth was now yanking hard on danny's hair.

"fuck daddy, youre so fucking good- holy shit!" you whisper yelled as intense pleasure coursed through you.

"let me hear you. your pathetic whines."

"danny what abou-"

"don't. fucking. question me." he barked out at you.

he fucked you with his tongue, causing you to tense every muscle in your body.

"daddy- fuck! i'm gunna-!" you cried out as you came over his face. he pulled away, his chin glistening with your arousal.

as you caught your breath, he walked over to grab his belt.

"on your knees." was all he spoke as you sat on your knees, facing away from him.

he grabbed your hands and quickly tied them together with his belt. how he knew how to do this? you would never know. and never would you have ever guessed daniel was so kinky.

he pushed you down, your chest hitting the back of the couch. a rough moan released from deep within your chest when danny stuffed his cock into your cunt. wet noises were bouncing off the walls, along with daniel's grunts and your moans. he grabbed your hands that were now tied together, using it to thrust into you. he took no time before going at almost impossible pace.

you were taking every feeling in, you couldn't help but let your mind go blank. your eyes rolled to the back of your head and your mouth was hung open.

"look at you. putty in my fucking hands. you came at me and now my cock is too much for your pathetic little self." he said, giving your ass a good couple slaps.

you started drooling, like you cared. you'd be a mess after this anyway. he threw his head back and gave the other side of your ass the same amount of slaps, evening everything out.

you were so close to the edge. so so close to feeling that burst of release you've been needing for god knows how long.

"daddy- i'm so close. don't stop- oh fucking god! don't fucking stop!"

a couple more thrusts and danny was pushing his cock further into you, painting your walls with his cum. you on the other hand, started to cry as you felt your orgasm. the feeling being almost too much for you. you were almost screaming by the time you were shaking over daniel's cock.

both of your breaths were unsteady and heartbeats going as fast as rabbits.

"holy shit." he said as he pulled out. his cum leaked out of you as he undid the belt around your wrists.

"look at that. my very own cock slut. hm." he said in almost a coo-ing voice.

he helped you wash up and even took your makeup off of your face before changing into some of his comfy clothes. you left long before he had to.

at the end of the day you felt happy you finally got what you needed. you were sore most definitely, but so fucking happy.

#greta van fleet #gvf #josh kiszka #greta van fleet smut #jake #jake kiszka #sammy #sammy kiszka smut #danny #danny wagner smut #daniel wagner #danny wagner #danny gvf #daniel gvf #joshua gvf #josh gvf #jake gvf #jacob gvf

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