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HOT TUBS AND BATHING SUITS | dreamwastaken

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you and your new roomy decide to go for a swim to welcome you into your new house spiraling far beyond what you could expect

CC!DREAM X CC!FEM!READER

WARNINGS: NSFW CONTENT MINORS DNI, praise kink, pet names, use of dreams real name, unprotected sex (use birth control idiots), hot tub room sex, ruined orgasm, no fucking plot this is just porn im so horny rn

word count: 2.5k

authors note: this is my first time writing smut in a while, so please tell me if i need to add some stuff to my warning list n shit like that and overall how it was lmao- enjoy cunt <3

The sounds of random music in my playlist was bouncing off the walls of my new, filled to the brim with boxes, room. I had spent the day setting up my room and bed with Sapnap that I hadn’t even seen Clay to this point, he apparently was super busy with editing or some other bullshit but we both knew that it was some stupid excuse because the sexual tension between up was palpable but whatever I was just enjoying the company of patches.

“What do you think patches?” I said holding up 2 swimsuits, I was planning to go swimming later with Sap

I was met with a meow from the cat who could very much not understand me

BRZZ!

It was a notification from my phone and then the door slamming downstairs. I checked my phone to see a message from sap telling me that he couldn’t make it but to enjoy my time with a winky face

Well, I guess I could just swim by myself plus I won’t have to deal with Sapnap trying to drown me so we win some and we lose some.

I’m still deliberating which bathing suit I should wear when my room’s door is suddenly swung open and a familiar 6 foot 3 man walks in and sits on my bed.

“Hey loser, what are you doing?” He says to my back as I’m starting into my haphazardly filled closet.

“Nothin’ I just wanna do some swimming so I’m trying to find a good suit” I say as he walks up next to me

“You're just swimming alone?” He ponders while playing with the hem of my swim suits, he continues “That’s kinda sad”

“Shut up asshole, and no I was gonna swim with sap but I guess I’ll just be joined by my phone and the princess right here” I say while scratching patches’ head

“Hmm still sorta sad, but what are you gonna wear tho” He questions

“I dunno” I trail off, ignoring his rude remark, there a couple of options, ones a back thin one-piece with a red-white skeleton on it, a red cut out single strap one piece, and a green bikini, “wait a minute sit right here” I say pushing him down to my bed and running into my bathroom with my 3 swimsuit options

Around 5 minutes later I come out wearing the first swimsuit and doing a little spin. “What d'ya think” I ask with an innocent enough smile

I can see a little smirk fall on his face and he tips his head back, “I think”, he trails off as he pulls me closer to his chest, “You should wea-” I cut him off with a hand on his lips.

“Nu-uh you gotta see all my outfit first before you decide dumbass” I say freeing from his grasp and walking back into my bathroom

The reaction to the red cut out swim suit was the same but I could see his stupid, damming grin grow and I twirled around and his eyes caught on my stomach being almost bare and the extra cleavage this swim suit.

But as I stepped out in the green bikini his reaction was almost polar opposite, that dumb smirk was replaced with an indescribable look- he looked like if he was in a mix of shock and something so Clay, “Fuck, you should go with this one” He clears his throat, “Yeah it looks amazing on you, fuck”

I give him a little spin and a smile, and pick up my phone and a towel and head down to his huge backyard.

I think I nearly creamed my fucking pants the first time I saw his house- its huge and some how still comforting and the backyard is filled with an array of foliage and his Olympic sized swimming pool and a gazebo with a hot tub.

I plop down into the shallow end of the pool with my phone and place my towel down as well. It's so cold I feel like my entire body just froze up but at least it's a direct contradiction to the Florida heat.

It's dark out so the pool lights are on illuminating my face so I decide to take some photos of myself, y’know as a treat.

But not even 30 minutes later that familiar 6 foot 3 man walks out and dives into the pool and starts doing laps.

He’s shirtless so I see his back muscles flex and his chest gleam with the pool lights giving him a sort of angelic look.

He swims towards me and is dripping, his hairs a mess and his arms crossed in front of his chest without their usual adornment of bracelets and rings- he looks really hot and I don’t wanna admit it.

“Aren’t you supposed to be swimming, doll?” He asks

I ignore the way the pet name makes my entire body ignite and retort, “Yeah but it's cold so I'm just gonna sit here, you should really get a pool heater or something”, I say with a pout

“Pfft- that’s a shit excuse and plus it’s not even that cold” He laughs with his stupid addicting laugh

I huff, “It’s not cold to you cause you’re a human heater, I am normal person with normal body temperature”

“Whatever you say, princess,” That stupid pet name again all of its going straight to my core and I really can’t afford being horny in the pool with my roommate, he’s staring ahead at the gazebo and I see his eyes light up with an idea and then I’m being dragged out of the pool.

“CLAY WHAT THE FUCK” I shriek, he’s pulling me over to the hot tub, “I COULD HAVE SLIPPED AND CRACKED MY HEAD OR-” I’m cut off by the feeling of hot water surrounding me melting my tension and I fucking moan

Clay laughs his fucking head off, “Jesus I should just leave you two to have your moment,” He cackles while I slap his hand,

“Shut the fuck up loser I’m just cold” I say I a dip deeper into the pool and close my eyes and rest my head back letting the heat enveloping my entire being.

When I open my eyes I’m met with the most beautiful sight of all, Clay has one of his hands resting across the back of the hot tub, flexing, his hair and skin is glistening with the water and pool lights and his eyes are shut.

I grab my phone and quickly take a picture of him and scribble out his face- he looks really good.

He notices the shutter by me taking a photo and looks back at me, “You're not gonna post that right?” He asks with sincere concern

I scoff, “No Clay I’m not gonna dox you, I just took a picture cause you look hot”

To be honest if I did post that I’m one hundred percent sure that the entirety of twitter would blow up

I put my phone away and look at him to be met with his head tilted to the side and a look of confusion on his face

“Hot?” He asks like he isn’t one of the hottest mother fuckers alive

I chuckled, this oblivious asshole, “Yes Clay, hot, your like one-” but before I can continue he pulls me into his lap and his oblivious expression is replaced with that of when he saw me in my green bikini and now it's my turn to look oblivious.

His hands trail up my sides to toy with the tied straps of my bikini, if he pulls the wrong strap the whole top will come off, “You think I’m hot?” I can’t reply, I'm too focused on the way his hands drag on my skin, each of the touches ignites my skin on fire and I want more.

When I think about it, I’m currently sitting on the lap of my very hot and wet roommate in a fucking hot tub and were basically naked- I’m going to fucking lose my mind.

He straightens his back a bit so his face is right in front of mine and so I bounce a bit on his lap feeling his semi-hardened cock right against my core causing me to gasp.

His face breaks into a stupid fucking grin and he leans forward inches away from my face with his hot air fanning on my face, “Princess I asked you a question, d’ya think I’m hot?”

All I can do is nod, he knows exactly what he’s doing to me and it’s driving me so fucking crazy, “Hot enough to do this?” He leans forward less than an inch away from my lips and I surge forward to meet our lips together and we make out for what seems like an eternity. When we finally pull away we just stare at each other for a bit before I connect my lips to Clay’s neck to be greeted with the most angelic noise of all- him moaning, it rings around in my head and flows into every crevice of my brain.

His hands find refuge on my hips and he moves my body so I’m grinding on his dick. If we weren’t in a hot tub it would be embarrassing how wet I am but since we're sitting in a hot tub my fluids mix with the water and you can barely tell what's what.

His hands move from my hips when I find out the rhythm he wants and reach up to the straps of my bikini and tugs on the string which causes the top to come undone and fall into the water.

I stop kissing his neck and pull back to see Clay staring directly at my chest and then surging forward and catching my nipples in between his teeth and rolling it with his tongue causing me to almost let out an obscene moan that would most likely get us a complaint from our neighbors- fuck we really shouldn’t be doing this out here should we?

He keeps going while switching between both of my tits as my hands card between his hair. It's getting so hard to keep myself quiet.

But all my worries melt away when his hands make contact with my aching pussy and I drop my head down to his shoulders and moan into his skin, “Yeah it feels good doesn’t it darling, c’mon keep being loud for me,” and he pushes my bottoms to the side and he finally sinks his stupidly gorgeous fingers inside of me.

It feels so fucking good, the stretch is perfect and since their so much longer than my fingers they’re reaching so much farther into me and hitting that perfect spot each time. The pleasure is so much that I might almost pass out, but right as I’m about to cum he pulls his fingers out and I let out a stupidly loud whine

“Clayyy, why d’ya stop” I slur as he kiss my temple and brings his hand up to my mouth,

“C’mon princess, clean up my fingers” He says while pushing his digits into my mouth. At this point I don’t even know what he’s doing but if he doesn’t fuck me I’m gonna move out. As I swirl his fingers around my tongues I can taste a mixture of chlorine and my own fluids and It would be so filthy if everything didn’t feel so good.

As I remove the fingers from my mouth to look up at him doe-eyed I get consumed by a sudden urge to have him in me, and animalistic urge, to have more than just his hands in me.

“Clay” I whine, “more please”

“You sure I-I don’t have a condom or anything with me” His cocky facade breaks for a second

“Yeah, fuck, please I’m on birth control and I assume you don’t have any STD’s?” I say to be met with a sort of offended scoff and as soon as I’m about to tell him to hurry up I can feel his tip pressing against my bare cunt while he fully takes off my bottoms.

As soon as he’s in me his pace is unrelenting he’s pounding into like there's no tomorrow. I meet his lips in a harsh kiss but as soon as I do he hits a particularly sensitive spot in me causing me to moan into his mouth and making him smirk with stupid satisfaction.

I know I’m not going to be able to last but fuck it feels so good. The way he fills up every corner of my cunt is so fucking obscene.

His hands return to my hips but this time is so much more unrelenting, I know they’ll leave bruises and accompanied with my marked up neck I look used and owned and that was exactly his plan.

“Fuck baby, are you close cause you’re squeezing the life outta me” He chuckles and in my fucked up state I can only reply with a garbled mess of words, but he’s right I’m so fucking close.

As my orgasm approaches I let my head fall on to his shoulder and moan into his ears causing him to shiver into me.

In a couple more hastily planted thrusts I’m seeing stars, with one last guttural moan I’m panting and trying to catch my breath whilst Clay is chasing his own relief and a couple of seconds later he follows me by filling me up and planting kisses on my chest and neck.

As we catch our breath he pulls out and places me next to him whilst we’re both sitting there trying to grasp what the fuck we just did- I just had sex with my best friends, my fucking roommate, holy shit, what the fuck did I just do.

I probably have a look of fear plastered on my face when Clay reassures me that, “hey this doesn’t change anything about us” he says while pointing at him and then me, “we’re still friends y’know just with benefits” he chuckles.

It assures me at least a little bit so I laugh with him, “Thanks but erm I don’t really think I can walk” I say, I probably could if I tried but where's the fun in that?

“Could you carry me back to the house” I say with a fake pout

He looks at me unimpressed but a second later he’s getting out of the water and grabbing me bridal style whilst picking up my phone and bikini pieces and placing a towel over me whilst kissing my temple.

As he carries me back into the house I see his stupid eyes light up when he asks me, “You didn’t answer my question… am I really hot?”

“CLAY!”

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SWEET REVENGE AND GUITAR STRINGS | dreamwastaken

--- MINORS PLEASE FUCK OFF FOR UR OWN GOOD ---

your ex-boyfriend decided to cheat on you- the sane course of action was sleeping with his enemy

ROCKSTAR!DREAM X FEM!READER

WARNINGS: NSFW CONTENT MINORS DNI, praise n degradation kink, pet names, use of dreams real name, unprotected sex (use birth control idiots), dressing room sex, slight violence and blood, blood kink if u squint

word count: 2.1k <3

Wrath.

Not even anger or rage- it was pure fucking red wrath. Your boyfriend of 2 years was cheating on you. He had the fucking audacity to cheat on you, and try to hide it. God did you want to kill him.

Your best friend Elle had sent you a video of him making out with some rando chick at a party and then taking her into a room to obviously have sex. You weren’t even sad, you just wanted to hurt him.

It was 3 days after you found out your boyfriend was cheating on you and the wrath hadn’t gone away. You’ve been ignoring every text, every message, every call- he was going to be so pissed. You were doing a pretty good job of not running into him but today he had a gig and you would have to end up going.

You and Elle were sitting on your bed in your underwear and bra eating a huge assortment of candy and snacks while re-watching sex education.

“Wait have you confronted Theo about cheating on you yet” Elle asked with a lollipop between her lips

You groaned you wanted to but every time you thought about it all you could do was want to punch him “I wanted to trust me but I just wanna hurt him y’know I don’t need his half-assed apology”

“Wait so why don’t you just ditch his gig” Elle inquired

“I would but imagine your girlfriend just ditches you with an explanation because remember he doesn’t know I know he cheated on me” You threw your head back- it was gonna be really hard to get revenge

“Hmm does he have like y’know enemies that you can y’know… fuck” Elle suggested

“Elle we’re not in a wattpad fan-fic, Theo doesn’t have enemies per say” You rolled your eyes… but he did have a frenemy

You shot up with a plan in mind, “But he does have someone he kinda hates” You said while you carding through your closet trying to find an outfit

“Oooh who” Elle sat up like a curious dog

“Clay” The name was met with a huff from Elle

“Dude you're super hot but I’ve legit never seen Clay without his army of girls following him, are you sure he’s the one to target?” Elle probes and she's right Clay’s a chick magnet, you’d be lucky to find him alone, but Elle was also right about the fact you were hot, and Clay was the one you wanted.

“I know, I know, but I have a plan trust me”

You didn’t have a plan

All you knew was that Clay stared at you for far too long to be considered platonic, so you were going to use it to your advantage.

After about 2 hours, you an Elle were ready she was wearing a black denim skirt with a pink tank top and pink converse adorned with little accessories, while you were wearing a plain white cropped top, a black and green plaid skirt and pantyhose which looked like it was attacked by an army of cats and some chunky platforms with some other accessories here and there.

The pair of you got there around 30 minutes later and broke off, with Elle waking to the bar to get some drinks and you trying to find your cheating ass boyfriend.

The bass of all the people walking around made you want to turn on your heel and walk away. You had endured it for the sake of your boyfriend but now the air was filled with venom rather than admiration.

“There she is, hi baby” It sounds so goddamn awful coming from your boyfriends mouth but you had to play the part of the oblivious girlfriend for a little longer

“Hi Theo” You say with the only respect you have for him left and kiss his cheek

As he continues his conversation with his bandmates you zone out and look around while drinking some fruity drink his bandmates gave you. As you looked around you caught the addictive eyes of your target, Clay, and unsurprisingly he was checking you out, who wouldn't tbh.

As your staring competition played out you were quickly brought back to reality by your boyfriend telling you they were about to go on stage.

“Hey babe can I talk to you for a sec?” You asked and he went along with it, presumably thinking he was about to get some last minute action.

“Yeah baby, what do you want?” He asked, so fucking oblivious to what was about to happen.

“Who the fuck is this chick your making out with in this video” You said while playing out the video on your phone.

His mouth hung agape, this cunt thought he could have the audacity to be shocked.

“B-babe I don’t know what that is, I-I’m pretty sure I was like sure drunk” Seriously, the I’m drunk excuse, he can do better than that.

“Are you fucking serious, I’ve been drunk plenty of times and I’ve never fucking cheated on you” Every gross and terrible emotion was bubbling up from inside you as you were about to overflow

“I-it doesn’t even matter I just kissed her your fucking overreacting!” Overreacting, this fucking bitch thinks I’m over reacting

With gritted teeth you said “Oh I’m overreacting, I’m fucking overreacting, well you wanna see overreacting?”

You didn’t even register what your body was doing before,

SNAP!

Fuck, your hand made contact with his face and there was a stream of red trickling down his nose while your knuckles were bruising up.

“YOU FUCKING BITCH” He yelled pushing you up against the wall, while his blood spilled on to your chest

On any other day you wouldn’t have been able to push him off but with the immense amount of rage mixed with adrenaline you were feeling you pushed him to the ground, with your head spinning you ran off into another room trying to catch your breath.

As you finally stood up from your hunched over position and walked over to the mirror in the room- shit my shirt has blood on it, I look like I killed someone

You try to get some tissues to take the blood off but it’s no use the blood is congealed and staining your white shirt so you grab a closed water bottle and try to figure out what dressing room you're in.

You hand slides across a red leather couch with stains and find a stack of polaroids.

As you shuffled through them you see a drummer and bassists clearly drunk and passed out on a sofa, in another one you can see a brunette making a face and flipping off the camera, and in the final one its a group photo 4 boys playing a song in front of a smaller audience- in the photo you spot a particular face- Clay.

And as fate has been so kind the tall blonde walks into the room as if on cue, “Oh shit, what are you doing here?”

But before you you can answer his eyes widen and he walks towards you, “Fuck are you okay” He says with knitted eyebrows as his hand hesitantly swiping the blood of your shirt.

“Yeah, it's not my blood” You say with a giggle as you try to reassure him, but which only leads him to look at you even wider eyed

“It’s Theo’s” You continue as you sit down on the red sofa, “He kinda cheated on me so y’know he deserved it”

You play with your hands in your lap as you look up at Clay who's now sitting next to you with an unreadable expression.

“Well he fucking deserved it then” He says breaking the silence as you look up to meet his gaze, “If you we’re my girl I’d cut my balls of before cheating on you”

You let out an obnoxious laugh while he follows you, “I’m serious though i would never do that your to fucking hot for that”

“Yeah yeah” You breathe out as u tip ur head back on the sofa as you let Clay’s eyes rake over your body

“So any plans now that your single” He was obviously trying to hint at you, so you played along, dumb as a button

“I dunno Clay, do you have any ideas for me?” You said sliding across the sofa, closer to the blonde boy

He hands trail over the blood on your shirt, picking some up and dragging his hand onto your jawline pulling your face up to his, so close but so fucking far, “I have a few ideas”

“Yeah”, You breathe out, “Show me”

Both of you lips interlock at a slow pace at first until he pulls your face away from his to breathe but his gaze drops to your spit covered lips and flushed out look before he smashes them up together for the second time and pulls you onto straddle his lap.

“God every fucking time i saw you with that prick I wanted to kill myself.” He confessed, letting his hands graze up your sides pulling your top off.

All you do in response is giggle whilst you tip your head back so he can lay a trail of saccharine sweet kisses from the base of your neck down to your tits. Your hands scratch his shoulders, bawling his shirt in your first hoping he’ll take it off.

And if satans looking out for you, he pulls his shirt of ruffling if his hair and goes back to attack your chest with love bites, your hands reach to the back of his head grabbing a tuft of his hair as you throw your head back and moan as his teeth catch your nipples in his mouth.

“Clay, fuck oh my god” You moaned out, his hands moved to flip up your skirt and fondling your ass while you grind down on his hardened dick, then he takes shuffles around with his belt pulling it of and tossing it on the ground keeping you too connected with the bloody kisses falling from your lips on to his tan skin.

“Whenever he kissed you, touched you, my skin felt like it was on fucking fire,” He pulls of his pants with one swift motion as they fall to the ground with a light, airy thud, “He doesn’t fucking deserve you, your too hot for him,”

You pull off of him to stare into his eyes, “Clay, I adore you, but if you bring up my ex one more damn time while were about to have sex I’m getting up and leaving” You say will as emotionless of a face you can pull.

He airs out a breathy laugh but rather than replying he flips the two of you over onto the sofa and rips your skirt of, “Yes ma’am,” He starts, “But we both know your not leaving to go anywhere”

He looks for a condom but you stop him, “I’m on birth control and your clean, don’t worry”, you say with the most poise you can muster whilst your under a 6 foot 3 man

With his new found confidence, he lines up your entrance with his dick, carefully sliding in, going gently through your folds whilst you arch into the motion gasping out for him,

As your hands hook around his head to pull both of you into a kiss, he sets a ruthless pace, pounding into you like his life depends on it but not letting you relish a single moment of freedom.

He doesn’t stop for a second, not letting you rest whilst the entire room echos with sounds of skin slapping and it doesn’t stop, turning the melody of your skins coming in contact and the rhythm of your synched breathless moans turns the room into a orchestra of pleasure and carnal desire as both of you chase your release.

And it’s not far, you cum first with a loud moan and arching your back with your mouth in an O shape and he’s not far behind cumming in you and dropping down on to you to place more hickeys all over you and claim you even more as his.

They say revenge is an act of passion, and while your laying there, breath panting, legs sore and your ex-boyfriends biggest rival laying on top of you rubbing circles into your skin… you can’t help but think their right, because what’s a bigger act of passion than sex? And what’s a bigger form of revenge than betrayal? And the best betrayal is the sight of your ex-boyfriend watching you limp out of a dressing room with your hair and makeup messed up whilst his rival follows behind you in an even worse state.

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WHO KNEW ONLINE SHOPPING WOULD GET ME LAID | dreamwastaken

— MINORS PLEASE FUCK OFF FOR UR OWN GOOD —

ROOMATE!DREAM X FEM!AFAB!READER

WARNINGS: NSFW CONTENT MINORS DNI, oral (fem receiving), praise n degradation kink, pet name, swearing, use of dreams real name and a made up last name, alcohol and being tipsy, this is so so messy im oh so sorry

word count: 1.5k <3

What the fuck. I held up the emerald silk dress in the mirror by the two thin straps with the slightly deep v-neck adorned with a thin layer of lime tulle. The plunging neckline wasn't the issue but the fact that it barely made it past my upper thigh certainly was. I knew online shopping was risky business but jesus fucking christ this was the worst case of ‘expectation versus reality’ in my decade of online shopping.

I had no idea what to do, like how tf as I supposed to wear this in a public space fuck this was supposed to be my outfit for my friends party in a week. I got up taking a matching green lace set and the dress to the bathroom- if im gonna end up looking like a slut might as well fully embrace it. The dress settled on my thighs stretching out a bit, but a new and even worse problem arose- 2 long slits on the sides of the dress that went up to my hips, if I didn't look like a whore before I certainly did now. But looking in the mirror I bit my lips- I would be lying if I said I didn’t look good- I looked gorgeous and filled with new confidence I fully leaned into the outfit.

A silver chain with a dog tag embellishment, black platform boots and a black leather jacket- that which unsurprisingly was longer than my dress. I had an excess amount of black pencil eyeliner from the night before along with the more I applied now and extra dabs of concealer to cover up the pimple I had recently popped and a thick layer of lip balm to cover up my lip which i’ve been picking at and on top of that black lipstick. Fuck I looked good (if not a little slutty) but god did I want someone else to call me hot specifically my greek god of a roommate so I started taking photos- and tons of them- a few of just the outfit, sucking in my jawline, and couple of my face and a couple in questionable positions especially one where I was turned inwards to my full length mirror with my jacket off and me pulling up my dress to to expose my skin and lace panties, god was I hot.

After what I would classify as an ‘eventful night’ I flopped onto my bed scrolling through tik tok with a bottle of tequila at hand which I swiped from my kitchen after finding my roommate missing- fucking football players- I had quite a bit of alcohol but it was not hitting me as hard as I though it would, I was just slightly buzzed (admittedly I had started drinking a lot more now that I was in collage a far away from my parents). I jolted up when I heard a thud come from down stairs- clay- Mr Clay “Im the captain of the football team but I also code, and I’m also respectful, and I’m super fucking hot and funny and I have those cool V muscles or whatever” Moore and fucking god if I didn’t want him, I laid back down on my bed and snatched my head phones and started listing to chase atlantic, if clay wasn't gonna touch me I certainly was, I turned over to lean into my drawer and-

CRASH

I heard a loud thud upstairs, making my cat, morphine, and clay’s cat, patches, scramble across the house and causing me to dart up on my bed. I scrambled upstairs, hoping I wouldn’t see my roommate passed out on the floor or something along those lines. What I was met with was a lot less scary but it got my heartbeat up in another way. Clay was splayed over his bed, hair very obviously wet from a sweat from a match, his football gear tossed across his room and him in sweats and what caught my attention were rings and a chain dangling on his neck- a challenge if I've ever seen one.

“Clay, fuck are you okay” I inquired, settling on the edge of his bed trying not to disturb the air in the room.

“Oh yeah, don’t worry, it’s noth-” His sentence cut off as he finally noticed what I’m wearing, his eyes draping over me, following my body and then finally coming back to meet my eyes.

“If you want, you can talk about it… like to me, y’know, if you want tho…” I trailed off, suddenly very conscious of what I’m wearing. I shuffled, playing with my finger in my hands, meeting his gaze. All I could think about was if I shifted a little too much, he could see my panties and then my dripping cunt.

“It's just football shit y’know coach is being a dick and this new kid austin is on my last nerve…” He trailed off completely uninterested in anything but looking at what I’m wearing to the point where he sat up hands inches away from my thigh and him scooting closer to where I’m sitting invading my space.

I continued “Uh yeah I get that, I used to have this shit coach growing up and i've had my fair shares of austins in my life” I said with a chuckle and continuing “We can watch a movie and drink to blow off some steam if you want” I offered and pursed my lips.

“Nah i’ve got a better idea to blow off some steam if you get what I mean” He said with a grin and his hands finally idly meeting my thigh with a hitch of my breath.

I had 2 plays: play dumb or play to win- good thing I’m too tipsy to win.

My hands raising to point at his chest and placing it there “ Nah i’ve got no idea what you mean” I said with a lopsided grin toying at a very fine line.

“Oh yeah, just how you have no idea at how you basically eye fuck me when I’m shirtless, or how you have no idea how you stare at me and only me during my games, or how you have no fucking idea what your little green dress is doing to me princess, want me to keep going?” The pet name along with the possessive taint of his voice were pooling arousal in my stomach and combined with his cool ring grazing ever so closely to my throbbing core where making it very hard for me to not moan out his name.

I’ve must been quite for too long cause he quickly replied “Aw c'mon answer me peaches want me to keep going” Its was sinister and it was walking too close to the edge our friendship lived at, friends who didn't have the balls to say something, we were dipping our toes in dangerous waters.

“N-no” He looked satisfied, too satisfied, he needed to be knocked down a couple pegs so I regained as much composure as I could and “No daddy” stumbled out of my mouth. It was my turn to grin.

His eyes blew wide and he surged forward, this kiss was a fucking mess, too much teeth, so fucking sloppy and I’m sure I tasted blood and sweat but I wouldn’t trade it for the world.

He leaned down and placed a kiss on the inside of my thigh and looked up at me “You want this baby?” It turned me on more than I would like to admit.

“Oh god yes please” It came out as a breathy whine and adding a quick “-daddy” to the end just to see those blown out eyes again.

As soon as he heard it he stood up pulling my leather jacket off of me and manhandling me onto his bed and pushing the short dress up to reveal my green little panties and how fucking soaked they were just hovering over me, “Fuck you really want this don’t you slut” he chuckled and I fucking moaned at that.

“Oh yeah you like that whore, you like being my little cum slut” He breathed out as he made contact with my soaking pussy.

“Oh fuck Clay, right there, fuck please right the-” My blabbing was cut off with a moan as he made contact with my clit swirling his tongue in circles it was so so good it’a so much and fuck I’m close and he barely started.

“Clay I-Im close” I muster out threading my hands in his hair I feel so fucking good I could die here him around my thigh eating me out like I’m a rare delicacy.

“C’mon cum for me doll, cum for daddy” he chuckles out and goes back to pleasing me.

I completely bliss out and roll my eyes out to the back of my head and my legs throb and I finish all over his face. We stay like that for a bit completely on cloud 9, we’re both soaring and god we never wanna come down.

“Hey do you wanna get up or..” He trails off looking for an answer

“Mmm, maybe in a bit, but right now I just wanna chill” I say with a weak smile

He moves a bit and is now also on his back right next to me,

“So… why the fuck where you wearing the shortest dress in existence” He jokes

“Shut up, its such a long story” I laugh

“I got all year princess”

#dreamwastaken smut #dream smut #dream x reader #bella fawns over dwt #bella's full works #mcyt smut #dsmp smut #dwt smut #drm smut #dwt x reader #dream x reader smut

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hockey player dream brain rot is real... just him kissing you in front of everyone at his games, him fucking you against the lockers after his team loses so he can take his anger out- him beating up anyone on that says shit about you and making sure your ALWAYS wearing his number; cause your his luck charm ;)

#dream smut #dreamwastaken smut #drm smut #dwt smut #bella fawns over dwt #bella's hockey player!dream

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yes yes yes dumbification with dream

DUMBIFICATION W DREAMMMM

you’ve been bouncing on his dick for what seem like an eternity and your not even chasing your release but want the gorgeous 6’3 man under you to finally cum- you keep bouncing while his hand are situated one behind him head and one attached to your side.

he keeps singing sweet praises while the only words comming out of your mouth are “daddy” and “please sir”- but you start to slow down, your so tired and you wanna make him proud but ur so goddamn tired so both his hands find your hips and he makes you keep riding him.

“such a dumb little girl can’t even make me cum, to fucking greedy” he would say while you shook your head, “don’t worry princess im right here doll”

as he flipped the both of you over, you would pound into you as you would claw into his bicep trying for dear life to not pass out as he would suck hickies into your neck and collarbone.

“aw my poor baby, you’ve gone dumb on my dick, hmm?” he’d ask while hes green eyes stared into your soul,

“we’re not going anywhere until i cum” he would say while leaning into your ear, “and you pass out”

#dreamwastaken smut #dream smut #dwt smut #drm smut #bella fawns over dwt #bella's anons

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hii first of all congrats on 200 followers!!

Could you write about cc!dream hitting it from behind and tilting fem!readers head back through pulling her hair.. and then he‘d just kinda lean forward and drop those sounds right into her ear (and saying stuff like „i‘m fucking obsessed w u, yk“ like in your prompts lmaoo) 😩😩

I FUCKING LOVE THIS SM

I'M SO FUCKING OBSESSED WITH YOU Y'KNOW | dreamwastaken

CC!DREAM X FEM!READER

THIS IS FOR MY 200 FOLLOWER EVENT MAKE SURE TO REQ!!

WARNINGS: NSFW CONTENT MINORS DNI, praise kink, pet names, use of dreams real name, fingering, unprotected sex (use birth control idiots), hair pulling, slight vouyerism

word count: 1k <3

Florida is so fucking hot sometimes. The way that shirts stick to skin and the way that when you would walk out of the house and immediately be hit with a wave of heat that absolutely envelopes you. I really wanna move sometimes but I never would unless my boyfriend came with me. By 6 foot 3, sandy beach blond with freckles and green eyes, the archetype of someone from Florida- Clay.

From where we live the crashing of the beach waves helps to lull me to sleep in the night and sounds of beachgoers is my alarm clock and as much as I love living here the heat will always get to me- it’s uncomfortable and suffocating. I’m a person who likes the cold and my boyfriend is exactly the opposite- he’s warm and sweet and kind of like a loyal dog.

So that’s the reason why I’m currently laying back down in the shortest skirt I could find and a tiny crop top with no bra, sucking on this popsicle like it’s my last meal in the world.

I let my head dangle off the edge of the counter with my body fully on display for no one. I should be a lot more careful with my boyfriend's roommate walking the halls but he’s seen me in more, erm, compromising positions. The sound of the neighborhood is bouncing off the walls of the kitchen and I can hear a soft pair of footsteps coming down from the house's gym.

And speak of the devil and he may appear- my boyfriend walks into the kitchen to grab some water and so I can shamelessly check him out. He’s just wearing his sweatpants which rest dangerously low on his waist and he is slightly wet and a towel is thrown over his shoulder- which I presume is for wiping up but what catches my attention is the way his hands flex and how big they are compared to mine- It’s like he could drown me in his hands and I would never complain.

But I compose myself, “Hi babe how was the work out?” I say stretching myself out more so he can see me even better

He looks startled, “Shit I didn’t realize you were here” He says as he turns to look at me and the moment our eyes meet with both know that we both want each other,

“Erm it went well, Ilike the outfit” He says taking a swig of his water

“Thanks” I say with the most innocent expression I can muster and I sit up to look at him doe-eyed “I like your fit as well” I chuckled referencing to how little he's wearing

“Ha ha very funny I work out in this what is your excuse for looking like that” He says with fake annoyance

“One, it’s fucking boiling in Florida and two, what do you mean ‘looking like that’” I say emphasising the ‘that’

He groans, “You just, I dunno, look hot” He admits

“Well yeah it’s like 90 degrees outside” I joke

“You fucking know I didn’t mean that” He says walking closer to me and placing the water bottle away and placing both his hands on either sides of me- caging me in

I finish my popsicle and hook my hands around his neck playing with the wooden stick of the popsicle, “Hmm, I don’t think I know what you mean?” I say faking my innocence

“Oh yeah you wanna play it like that? Fine we can do it like that” He states as he crashes our lips together, we both taste like sweat, ice, and cherry popsicle along with pent up aggression of not having even kissed each other in days due to our contrasting schedule.

He lifts his hands to the hem of my shirt to take it of revealing my braless state, and looks at me in a state of bewilderment, “God your such a fucking whore and you love to pretend your innocent” He says as he starts to kiss my chest and starts to trail down and before he reaches my skirt he flips me over so my stomach is pressed up against the counter.

The chill of the counter makes me almost moan from how hot I am. He flips up my skirt and pulls my panties aside to lean up his cock with my clothed cunt and slams into me gaining a completely pornographic moan that puts satan to shame.

His hands take refuge on my waist as he sets an unrelenting pace tumbling me so close to my climax. One of his hands finds my clit as he circles and teases it making me almost cry of complete pleasure but he stops as the same hand finds my hair and pulls it back so our eyes connect.

Instead of finding a sort of ravaged animalistic look on Clay’s face he looks at me in awe as if I look like the world's finest art and dips his head right next to mine,

“I’m fucking obsessed with you y’know”

And the words of praise cause everything to come crashing down- as I cum he lets go of his grip on my hair and it’s replaced with slight kisses on my back that trails down and he soothes me out of my orgasm.

With a few more thrusts he’s following me and then he pulls out of me but his grip on me stays because we both know that if he lets go I might just collapse.

We stay there just for a bit, “Let’s go before Sap finds us sweetheart” he says as he’s picking me up and princess carries me to our shared bedroom and he draws us into a bath.

#dreamwastaken smut #dream smut #dream x reader #dream x reader smut #dwt x reader #dwt smut #dsmp smut #mcyt smut #bella fawns over dwt #bella's anons #bella's 200 event #bella's 🎧 anon

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STARBOY | dreamwastaken

— MINORS PLEASE FUCK OFF FOR UR OWN GOOD —

your dealer is the only constant in your life but that doesn’t mean he’s the best

DRUG DEALER!DREAM X FEM!READER

WARNINGS: NSFW CONTENT MINORS DNI, use of drugs, degradation n praise kink, pet names, use of dreams real name, unprotected sex (use birth control idiots), car sex, choking, smidge of anxiety, bit of grinding

word count: 2.6k

authors note: this is inspired by the weeknd song ‘starboy’

The sound of me and my friends rushing around inside my friends house is deafening, Max and Chloe are clearly drunk from pre-game drinking and lip-syncing Weeknd songs with the majority of the lyrics coming out as slurring. Ellie and Ross are in a corner trying to smoke without someone interrupting them whilst Bowie is making out with some random guy he found on the bus who clearly is on some sorta substance.

We are supposed to be ready to go to a party at my friend Venus’ house but at this pace the only one ready is Alex who is always ready an hour before we go anywhere. I’ve finished my makeup already but I’m currently deciding between 2 outfits- a black leather skirt and a waistcoat top that shows too much cleavage to be modest (but modesty is never my goal) or denim flare pants and a cropped corset top. In the end I end up wearing the skirt but with ripped panty hose and the cropped corset top along with my favorite pair of chunky black boots and a considerable amount of silver jewelry to match with my earrings.

When I’m done changing I fluff up my hair and smudge up my eye makeup a little and put on my black mask to walk out of my room to hear Chloe wolf whistle at me who's clearly drunk out of her mind. We quickly grab our phones and ID’s and head out to find a cab.

As my friends wail for a cab I’m busy texting my dealer- the same dealer I’ve had for years and the only one person who's never abandoned me.

clayyyy

Don’t call me that

srop being such a bitch

*stop

r u coming to venmuss house party

Yeah I’ll be where I always am, come find me okay?

yeah yeah see u in a b it loseer

I smile and put my phone in my corset and step into the cab my friends found. We give the driver the location of the house and I put my headphones in and shuffle to some Tupac hoping that the drive will be quicker.

We get out of the car and I immediately pull out my joint and a lighter and light the joint. We walk into the house to be met with booming music and my friends being pulled away from me as I instinctually walk to the back of the house and into a small room that only a few people know where it’s located- including Clay.

I walk in and find Clay sitting on a couch, manspreading, with his phone in one hand and bottle of beer in another and I find myself sitting right next to him waiting for him to acknowledge me.

“Hi princess,” He says while putting his phone back in his pocket and bringing the bottle to his lip and taking a swig. I wait and watch the way his arms flex and his Adam apple bob as he swallows the drink.

I flop my head to the side letting it rest on the back of the couch and let myself take in his outfit. It's a black Gorillaz shirt with black boyfriend jeans and some shoes that I can’t really tell in the dark, but my eyes drop to the rings on his fingers- a skull one, a cross (ironic) and a heart on with an eye in it, all silver. I locate the final piece of his outfit: a simple silver chain.

He notices me staring, “You gonna say hi or keep checking me out sweetheart?” He raises his eyebrow and meets my gaze- fuck i’m not slick when I’m high.

“God you're so cocky- I was not checking you out Clay” I retorted trying to look as truthful as possible.

He pulls the joint from my hand and rolls over so his back is on the couch rather than his side and he takes a puff while throwing his hands that are closest to me behind my back, “I’m not cocky I just know when someones checking me out- and don’t call me Clay”

“Okay Dream”, I try to say in the most condescending tone I can muster, “Dream is such a dumb name just go by Clay it’s cooler than Dream”

He chuckles, “It’s not meant to be cool I just don’t want random druggies to know my real name” he scrunches his nose- it’s kinda cute.

“But like why did you even pick Dream it’s fucking stupid and it reminds me of dumb fraternity guys” I pout

He moves his face so it's right in front of mine and his hot air is fanning over my face, “It’s cause I’m everyone’s dream guy” He says flashing his canines

I push against his chest, “That’s so fucking corny oh my lord, your such a loser” I say while his lips remain inches from mine

He cocks his eyebrow, “Yeah, I’m such a loser”, he stretches, “Wait, why are you here did you want something”

“Oh uh yeah like coke or something” I ask, I don’t know why but asking for drugs is kinda embarrassing.

“Yeah sure come with me” He says pulling my hands from our little room oasis to were the actual party is and I can hear Starboy playing so instead of following Clay I pull him to the dance floor.

“What the fuck, what are we-” I cut him off by throwing my hands over his shoulder

“Shut up Clay, just listen to the song, it’s basically your life verbatim” I sway us to the beat of the song while he listens intently.

“Huh it kinda is like my life- you were right” His hands end up on my waist as he sways us around the dance floor and adds a spin here and there.

We nearly forget what we need to do when Clay snaps me out of my trance, “Wait we have stuff to do” and he pulls me outside to his car.

It's some sort of black 4 seater. It looks expensive but then again I don’t know shit about cars, it has a red interior- his dealer job definitely pays off it looks like a car those sugar daddies drive.

We end up sitting in the back with our knees touching, and Clay is rummaging through a black duffle bag and comes out with a tiny bag of white powder.

I lean over and grab the bag and plant a kiss on his cheek ignoring the way it almost immediately gets dusted in a layer of pink.

“Clay have I told you how much I love you”, I express while rummaging through my corset to find money, before he places his hand on mine and stops mine from moving.

“It’s on the house as long as you do a line with me” He says with a smirk.

I scoff and pull out the middle cup holder and grab my ID and open the tiny bag to make sure I don’t tear it and pour 2 lines and fix them with my ID and finger.

He snorts the first line closing one of his nostrils and dragging his nose along the line and inhaling. When he's done he makes a sound of exasperation and leans his head on the car seat. I copy his actions by snorting the line and leaning my head on the car seat, I close my eyes and just sit in silence for a bit- a comfortable silence letting the buzz of the coke settle in my head giving me a burst of adrenaline.

When I open my eyes I’m met with Clay checking me out, he does it alot but this time it’s a lot less subtle. His eyes dragged over my skin and stopped at my face.

I close the divider between us and shuffle into his personal space, “Hey big man whatcha lookin at?”

“Your really pretty”, He says it a lot but I don’t know why he never says it sober, “I know idiot, you say it a lot” and his face leans closer to mine

I bite the inside of my cheek, he’s so close to kissing me but I’m so conflicted. If I kiss him, what if he hates it, what if I ruin our friendship, what if? But my stronger, reckless, impulsive side wins and I lean into kissing his lips with a haste peck.

And he doesn’t do anything.

Why isn’t he doing anything?

What's wrong?

Did I read the situation wrong?

Oh no I fucked up?

What if-

All my thoughts come to a halt when his hand lands under my chin grabbing it and pulling me to kiss him. I lean further into the kiss when he grabs my legs and throws them over his so I’m straddling his lap now. We keep making out as I grind onto his lap, but when I make a particular motion he throws his head back with a low groan.

This gives me the perfect moment to latch onto his neck and start sucking hickies while his hands flip up my skirt and start grabbing my ass.

“Oh fuck baby that feels so good keep going” I keep sucking and roll my hips on his lap

With one last hickey I pull back and try to catch my breath, panting in heavy breaths.

His hands return to waistband of my skirt and they start toying with the edge whilst he moves his head right next to my ear, “You sure you want this, tell me when to stop”

I just nod and he flips me onto the car seat while pulling my skirt down and he pulls his pants down so he’s just left in his boxer- thank the lord his windows are tinted.

“Wait Clay one sec” I sit up and I undo my corset letting it fall off me along with my phone, airpods, joint and lighter which were held in my corset.

“Jesus how do you not end up so uncomfortable when having your entire purse in your shirt?”, He chuckles while I just laugh and shake my head

I pull him in for a kiss while pawing at his shirt, “Mmph Clayyy take your shirt off” I pout

“You're so bossy” He rolls his eyes but pulls his shirt off so I can move my hand across his chest and let it run along his toned body.

His head dips down to my tits and he starts leaving love bites all over them whilst I play with his hair but I’m getting really impatient

“C-clay” I whisper,

“Yeah doll” He replies

“Erm can, I, you can be rough if you want” And as I finish that sentence it’s like a spark ignites in him

He takes his cock out of his boxers and he pumps it up a bit and lines it up with my whole,“Oh can I now” and as soon as he finishes his taunt he slams his cock into me and sets an unrelenting pace.

Every thrust hits my deepest spots and makes my entire body loosen up. He hovers over me and presses chaste kisses all along my body and he focuses on my collarbones and shoulders biting and licking them, it's bound to leave marks for days.

His fingers finally find my clit and a pool of heat starts to form in my belly, his hands move in synchronicity with his dick, they go in circles and they press on my clit causing me to moan loud enough for people outside to hear me.

And that’s when I remember that we’re outside and if anyone walked past the car they would hear me moaning and the car shaking.

I quickly use my hand to cover my mouth to prevent me from any form of embarrassment. But I’m quickly met with a sound of disapproval from Clay.

“Nuh-uh I want everyone to hear how much of a whore you are for me, my little slut” That almost sends me over the edge, the words turning me into putty, smooth enough for him to mold however he wants me. I’ve given up full control of my body at this point, his pinning my hands above my head and I’m not going to do anything to stop him.

He keeps rucking into me, while one of his hands is pinning my hands, the other one is leaving feather touches all along my body making me feel like I’m on fire- I really hope he doesn’t notice I’m burning up.

As he keeps pounding into me I arch into him trying to chase my own release. I’m starting to squeeze around him more and I know he can tell because he’s let go of my hands and places both of them on my hips putting enough pressure on there so we both know it's going to leave bruises.

The mixture of pure ecstasy of sex and the high of cocaine sends a rush od addrenaline into me. I’ve had sex high before but never with Clay and never with someone as good as Clay.

One of his hands leaves my hip and ends up next to my head caging me in. I’ve always loved his hands, they’re bigger than mine and when they flex over his steering wheel and how they almost cover my entire face,

I wonder what it's like to have them on my neck…

I want them on my neck

I need them on my neck

So I tilt my head back and bat my eyelashes up at him hoping he’ll figure out what I want, but luck is never in my favor and he doesn’t realize what I want, so I grab his hand and place it on my neck looking back up at him,

“Are you sure baby?” He whispers

“Please” I try to come off as reassuring but it just comes out breathy

That’s all the reassuring he needs and he quickly squeezes my throat. It feels so fucking good, I roll my eyes to the back of my head and arch into his chest, I don’t see stars all I see is him hovering over me with a dumb smile and I think that if I were to die right now I wouldn’t be opposed to it.

After what seems like an eternity of no air he lets go and oxygen floods into my body as I tip my head back.

I can see him chuckling, “You're such a slut oh my lord”, while he keeps thrusting into me.

I don’t know why but he picks up my legs and throws them over my shoulder so when he thrusts into me he’s hitting deeper into me and he hit the back of my cervix

I stumble out a collection of swears and moans and I’m so close to reaching my peak and Clay knows it it because he’s picking up his pace and circling my clit like his life depends on it,

“C’mon doll cum for me scream out my name” and that’s what tips me over the edge my entire body comes undone and I cum screaming out his name for everyone in the parking lot to hear letting my head rest.

He come not far after with a few more thrusts, he doesn’t slip out we both the lay there on-top of each other just letting the moment sink in

His weight is on top of me while I brush through his hair, I relax a bit if I were to spend my whole life with Clay, would that be so bad?

#dreamwastaken smut #dream smut #dream x reader #dream x reader smut #dwt x reader #dwt smut #dsmp smut #mcyt smut #bella's full works #bella fawns over dwt #bella's stoner!dream

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dream just picking you up and sitting you on his big broad shoulders to eat you out

GOD ANON THIS IS SUCH A HOT IDEA

He would pick you up after such a long day of you teasing him and basically begging for him to ruin you. He would pick you up against a wall or door for support and just go to town.

"You always wanna be a fucking brat don't you" He would say while teasing your clit with his tounge,

He would basically leave you a shaking, crying mess basically leaving you begging to cum but he wouldn't let you

"My pretty little slut, it's gonna take a lot more than that to allow yourself to cum" He would taunt

"Please, fuck, Clay please" You would say in broken sobs but he still wouldn't let you no matter how hard you pulled on his hair

When he finally did let you cum he would have to carry you around the house to make sure you wouldn't collapse from you week legs.

overall 10/10 experience I would 100% let dream eat me out till I couldn't take it

#dreamwastaken smut #bella fawns over dwt #dream smut #dwt smut #drm smut #bella’s anons

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no or imagine him editing and suck on your titties

-🎧

AHH DREAM WITH A TITTY FIXATION >>

He would have been editing a video while you were straddling his lap slowly shuffling to get at least a little bit of friction without alerting the tired blonde beneath you.

As you were starting to get sleepy, Dream suddenly groaned and threw his hands up in a sign of frustration,

"Fuck this shit, fuck this stupid video I can't do this" He complained, he had been working on the video for a while know and it was odd how it wasn't working

"Hey, hey baby it's okay I'm sure the video will be fine" You said reassuring the blonde and cupping his face

"It's just so annoying, I can't seem to get it right" He said while tucking his face in the crook of your neck

"It'll be alright I promise you, don't worry clay" You said as you carded your hands through his hair, scratching his temple to give him a form of relief

As you both sat there, his hands found your waist as they creeped up under your shirt to reach up and squeeze your boobs

"Clay..." You whispered with a tinge of disappointment in your tone

"What, I'm just tryna to relive some stress doll" He says as his hands move to take your shirt off

"Mm, are you always this horny" You said as he placed wet open mouth kisses along your chest as his hands went to your back to un-clasp your bra

His kisses trail down to your nipples causing your body to go cold, his tongue rolls your bud and catches your nipples in his teeth

"C-clay, fuck" You stammer our while he just hums and continues

He uses his hands to move your hips so your grinding your clothed cunt against his hardened dick to provide both of you with highly needed stimulation

But right before you cum he stops, "W-what, why did you stop?"

"Mm, I don't have anymore stress baby" He says with a devilish grin and looks back at his monitor to keep editing

This fucking bitch-

#dream smut #dreamwastaken smut #dwt smut #drm smut #bella fawns over dwt #bella's 🎧 anon

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write about the reader having a onlyfans and she ask dream to do a video with her and idk you can go on from there

anon ur brain is so fucking big

DOLLS LOOK EVEN BETTER ON CAMERA | dreamwastaken

DREAM X FEM!READER

WARNINGS: NSFW CONTENT MINORS DNI, praise n degradation kink, pet names, use of dreams real name, oral sex (m receiving), face fucking, dumbification

word count: 832 <3

You were currently sitting on the floor at the base of your shared bed with your boyfriend setting up the camera in front of you. All of this had started due to you jokingly asking Clay if he wanted to on camera with you.

He didn't care that you did onlyfans, on the contrary he was subbed to you and would occasionally tune into your livestreams but nothing beat actually being able to fuck you. So it wasn't that surprising that someone as possessive as Clay wanted to actually show all of your followers who you belonged too.

So as he pressed the start streaming button on your phone and went and sat back down in front of you all you could do was ogle at him and how blessed you were with an amazing boyfriend.

"C'mon princess tell them what we're doing today" He said with his raspy voice snapping you back into reality.

He had just finished one of his once in a blue moon streams so his voice was pretty fucked due to all the screaming and laughter- imagine if his fans- no fuck his friends saw him right now.

You swallowed all your nerves and looked at the camera and said with a gulp, "Erm I'm gonna be sucking my boyfriends dick today."

As you finished your sentence messages started to pour in, some about who Clay was, others asking you to take off your lacy set of lingerie and others asking you to start doing stuff.

With one last words on encouragement you said to yourself you started palming his dick through his boxers causing a low groan to stumble out of his lips helping you gain some confidence as you picked up the pace causing more disgruntled noises to slip through his lips.

As you pulled your hands away, you replaced it with you mouthing at his aching cock through his boxer causing a wet spot to pool on his boxers with a mixture of pre-cum and your spit whilst you look up at him through your lashes.

"F-fuck stop being a bitch and teasing me" He throws his head back and as much as you want to be a brat you know if you act good the results are usually a lot better for you.

You pull down his boxers in a swift motion and start jerking off his dick while rolling his tip with your thumb. You re-adjust so the screen can see his leaking tip.

As you pick up the pace he pulls your face up and kisses you and whispers in your ear, "Good girl keep going for me" the words of praise are clearly meant for just the two of you softening the crudeness of the scene.

You fall back down to your knees with a thud! and start kitten licking his tip lapping up the salty cum. He tries pushing you to take the whole length in your mouth but you move his hands and run your tongue along the bottom of his dick from the base to his tip and place a kiss on the top of his cock.

You're playing with fire because Clay is reaching his tipping point and it's evident as the look on his face is morphing from one of pleasure to one hiding the pleasure with impatience.

You tease him for just a little longer until he grabs a fistful of your hair and pushes your mouth to take the entire length causing you to gag.

"God can't you ever just be good" He says while fucking your face hitting the back of your throat every-time.

As tears start to from in your eyes he keeps using your throat as a flesh light, your spit coats his dick and some of your makeup is starting to get fucked up.

"My stupid little doll, you love my dick so much don't you? You’re such a whore" The mix of degradation and possessiveness causes you to man on his cock sending vibrations up his body and gaining you an airy moan.

He keeps going, making sure you know who you belong to and fucking your throat absolutely stupid- you're not gonna be able to talk for days.

"My silly little bitch, i've fucked you dumb haven't I?" He asks but he already knows the answer.

With a few more thrusts he finishes in your mouth but pulls out midway so his cum splays all over you face.

While you try to catch your breath he shuts the stream off and you remind yourself to remember to check how it went after.

When he returns to the bed he pulls you onto his lap and kisses you completely not caring he just came in your mouth. But the kiss deepens and he pushes you onto the bed with him hovering over you and putting both your hands together above your head.

"Oh doll since you love to tease I think I may have to teach you a lesson"

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