#bryce langley x y/n

[royalsweetteaa]

His sunflower

Pairing: Stepbrother!Bryce Langley x reader

18+ ONLY | MINORS DNI

WARNING - This following fic contains: explicit smut, stepcest, dom/sub dynamic, angst, fluff, possessive!Bryce, jealousy, Hayden (Harvard hottie) makes an appearance, brief Hayden x reader, penetrative/unprotected sex, heartbreak, degradation, pet names (baby, sunny, sunflower).

Summary: After a long lasting scandalous ‘friends with benefits’ relationship with your stepbrother Bryce, you decide it’s best to put it to an end, especially now that you have another guy on your love radar.

It’s been one year since your mother married Mr. Langley, Bryce & Maya’s father and you became a part of the family. It’s also been 7 months since you first did the most disgraceful thing, which was to hook up with Bryce, your stepbrother.

Since then, you have barely resisted each other with Bryce always being determined to feast on you whenever he got the chance, - another addiction a part from his drugs.

Since then, you have barely resisted each other with Bryce always being determined to feast on you whenever he got the chance, - another addiction a part from his drugs.

He would always seek you, and a few times you would seek him for some relief. College had been piling up work, and you were having a hard time keeping up with the amount of stress you easily built. It didn’t help that Bryce was so experienced at sex, and so you invited him in every time he approached you for a session.

The only thing that would leave you with the feeling of regret was when you remembered what you are for each other. In front of your parents, Bryce acted like the perfect stepbrother, - a guardian, promising your mother to protect you.

“Don’t worry, Mrs L/N. I’ll look after your daughter like she’s my own flesh and blood.” Bryce had once promised her. What your mother didn’t - and still doesn’t know was how he went beyond offering protection, and was practically the danger itself, - a very lustful danger.

Bryce used you like a piece of meat after he had learned just how kinky you really are. He took it to his advantage of using your holes, having you blow him whenever he asked and fuck you stupid, knowing you loved it as much as he did.

He would wake you up at 4 AM, just so he could have a taste of you before your parents woke up for their morning business. Sometimes when you were in the barn, Bryce would ‘coincidentally’ be there too to feed the horses hay, and when the time was right, he would take you in an empty enclosure and empty his load on you. He didn’t leave you unsatisfied once.

It led you to present day, and like any other ordinary day, you studied in your room for an upcoming exam. What wasn’t as ordinary was how you were actually in a good mood while doing your exercises, as something different had entered your life, - something good.

Your thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door, and you knew based on the pattern of which they knocked that it could only be one person.

“Hey, sunny…” Bryce greeted you as he entered your room quietly. You looked up from your book and gave him a smile of acknowledgment. “Maya’s out of the house and my dad took your mother out for dinner tonight. It’s just us…and you know what that means…” he said, his voice low and loaded with the intention of seducing you.

You groaned as you rested your head on the pillow. “I’m studying, and I’m actually focused. Use your hand or something if you’re horny.”

“My fleshlight ain’t doing the job. It’s gotta be you, sunny. Suck my dick for tonight.” He requested as he crawled onto your bed, wanting to get close to you. He climbed on top of your body, your eyes leaving the page you were on as you saw the man was now hovering above you while giving your sides strokes. You started to giggle when he started to lightly tickle you, and you pushed his arm away.

“Bryce, stop iiiit!” You humorously pleaded in the midst of your laughter.

“C’mon, give me something, sunflower…” he whispered huskily as he tickled your lower waist, making you laugh even more. He took your vulnerability to his advantage and flipped you over with your back now facing him, and he rested himself on top. “Mmmh, sunny…” Bryce moaned against your skin as he subtly began to hump against you, grinding his crotch against your ass.

“Bryce, stop being such a horndog.” You adjured as you were loosing focus of your studying. Bryce had it easy to make you hot and bothered, but just this once you were trying to maintain control.

“I can’t help myself, not when you’re laying in bed like this. You’re practically inviting me in..”

“Bryce, we can’t…” you whined, as you wriggled out of his touch. “We need to stop seeing each other. This isn’t right…”

Bryce grumbled as he got off and laid beside you instead. “Why do you say that?”

You rolled your eyes, expecting him to be aware of the elephant in the room. “Isn’t that obvious? You’re my stepbrother.”

“So? Who gives a fuck? It’s not like we’re related. Nobody would care if they knew we fuck to blow off steam.” Bryce claimed, stating it as factual, but you weren’t so sure about that.

“Yes, they totally would. It would be an absolute scandal.” You said, already feeling nervous as you imagined the possible reactions if anyone were to find out. Your mother would kill Bryce. “Anyway, I’m going on a date tomorrow and I would like to be a little loyal to the guy, so we will have to drop the sex.”

Bryce’s head snapped up, the lighten candle of his arousal being blown out as soon as he heard what was news to him. “You’re going on a date?”

You grinned at the thought alone, “Yes, I am. Met this guy the other day by the park and he asked if we could see each other again. My love life has been so dry these past years, - I can’t miss this opportunity. He seems so sweet too, I’m so excited.” You chirped the end of your sentence with enthusiasm.

Silence settled once you closed your mouth again, making you wonder what was up with Bryce as you looked to the side where he was laying.

He was pursing his lips, irritation read all over him no matter how much he tried to hide it. Before you could ask him why he was pulling a sour face, he rose up from your bed and let out a disappointed sigh, letting out a mocking laughter right after.

“Fine, whatever. Didn’t take you for a whore but if you want to chase after other dick, that’s none of my business.” Bryce blatantly said with raised arms, as if it would defend his harsh words.

You saw red when Bryce had called you the derogatory word, making you wonder how he had the audacity to say that when he had his name running around as a grade A fuckboy.

“I’m not a whore! You are!” You shouted back for his ears to hear, and he confirmed he had heard from the audible scoff he let out by the other end of your door.

You laid on your stomach again with a huff, continuing reading from where you left off.

The next day…

Your date with Hayden went as perfectly as it could ever go. He had invited you downtown at the popular Italian restaurant, and you ate delicious food while having conversation after conversation, lasting 2 hours after eating your food.

You had to order drinks to make it worthwhile for your stay, and afterwards you walked out to take a nice walk together around town.

“I had fun tonight. What do you say we go to that aquarium you mentioned? I think that would make an awesome second date.” Hayden suggested, earning a smile from you. You were hopeful this was the beginning of a lovely romance.

“That sounds wonderful. I’d love to.” You responded with glee.

Hayden was less crude and in so many ways more romantic than any partner you have previously had. He was attractive and attentive to your care, being a gentleman of opening the door for you and asking for your opinion of how the date should go. He listened to you talk, admitting himself that he could hear your stories for hours without getting bored.

He was perfect for you.

One date would turn into five in the course of 3 weeks, and you were growing expectant of Hayden asking you to be his girlfriend any day now.

In the course of these dates, Bryce grew distant, only interacting with you when the family was getting together. Even Maya had expressed concern over Bryce’s lack of communication, and even though you had a suspicion over the reasoning, you hoped you would naturally get along again like how you did before you started your ‘friends with benefits’ relationship.

When you returned home from your 5th date, the house was quiet as your parents had left for a trip which would last a few days, giving you, Maya and Bryce the mansion for yourselves. Maya was at Finn’s for the night, and you knew her well enough that she wouldn’t return until early tomorrow morning. The younger sibling had found someone too, and you were only thrilled on her behalf.

That left you to wonder where the older sibling could be on this Friday afternoon, but your question was about to be answered when you opened the front door. You were met by Bryce in the entrance of the hallway, all dressed up in his nightwear and ready to go to bed. He was looking expectant at you but it was all a facade to hide his jealousy.

“How’d the date go with wonderboy?” Bryce asked with a forced smile. He had nicknamed Hayden that after constantly hearing you telling your mother how wonderful Hayden was, and Bryce didn’t have enough respect for him to be calling him by his actual name.

“It was magical, as always, but I’m not going to tell you any more than that because I’m still mad at you.” You huffed as you passed by him. “I’m still waiting for you to apologize for calling me a whore.”

Bryce laughed, shaking his head as he wasn’t taking you seriously. “You are one, though, - which leaves me to wonder….how do you think he would react if I told him we used to fuck, hm?”

That had made you stop your steps as your stomach dropped at the thought. You turned to glare at him. “Bryce, you wouldn’t dare…”

He shrugged, neither denying nor confirming it.

“I just think it’s rude you know. I stopped sleeping around when I had you. I thought we had something exclusive, and you threw it away like it was nothing.” He said as he stepped towards you.

You looked at him confused. Were you missing something? Why was he talking as if you had been a couple? “What we had could never stay exclusive,…what did you expect of us to be? To continue having a friends with benefits relationship until we grow old? Keep us a dirty little secret until our parents die? I want a boyfriend, Bryce. A family some day too. I’m past wanting to stay single and I don’t want to play any more games.” You said with a cold tone as you were making your way up to your bedroom.

“I’m not playing any games either. I stopped playing around the day we hooked up!” Bryce claimed as he followed you to the second floor.

“I don’t believe you. It’s always been just sex! You only sought me out for that reason.” You reasoned.

“That’s your perception of it, but I grew attached each time we spent together intimately. Do you really think I would initiate full convos with you if I only wanted to get my dick wet? Do you think I give aftercare to anyone I sleep with?” Bryce asked with his hands on his hips, his eyebrows furrowing from genuinely being curious to know if you thought of him like that.

“Maybe…” you mumbled, unsure. “ - I wouldn’t know! You never confessed this to me before I got with Hayden. I’m not going to turn away from him now when things are going so well. I don’t know what else to say. I’m sorry, Bryce…we would be too complex anyway..it’s best if we lay whatever feelings we had to rest and find other people….for both of our sakes..” you said, your voice sympathetic as you felt kind of bad for the guy standing in front of you.

A torturing silence filled the hallway, and you were longing for Bryce’s response so you could finally part ways and go to sleep peacefully. He was staring at you, and his eyes met the ground after.

You wanted to find closure, and you hoped with what you had said, Bryce would be convinced to leave your intimate past behind.

Bryce wetted his lips and took a last glance at you, looking up and down your form to take in your prepped up appearance.

“….I like your dress. Sundresses always suit you.” He quietly complimented with a half smile as he walked past you on his way to his own room.

Your mouth was left open, but no words came out. You were stunned.

Ogden was right. Bryce was so unpredictable at times, you thought. That last interaction of the night would leave you pondering throughout your sleep.

The day after, you received a test message from Hayden during one of your classes.

Hayden

Hey, could we meet at the park 03:00 PM? There’s something I’d like to talk about.

You smiled as you typed your reply with excitement.

Y/N (me)

Sure! ♥️ I’ll see you there then.

This must be it, you thought. Hayden’s finally going to ask me to be his girlfriend!

After your classes were finished, you rushed back home and put on your finest summer dress, - one of a flowery pattern.

Maya met you when you passed the living room, and even she noticed the way you had put full effort into your appearance.

“Where are you going looking like that, Y/N?“ Maya asked through a giggle as her eyes scanned your look from head to toe with approval.

You chuckled lightheartedly, “To meet up with Hayden of course. He wrote through text that he had something he wanted to talk about.” You said. You leaned into Maya’s ear and whispered playfully, “I think he’s going to make it official with me.”

Maya gasped, “No way, that’s great! I’m so happy for you, Y/N.” She congratulated and gave you a hug.

“How’s it going with you and Finn by the way? It always seems like you’re in the honey moon phase.” You added your observation with a cheeky wink.

Maya blushed as she nodded, “Oh yes, things are going great between us. I think it’s safe to say I’ll continue staying over at his house considering how we are always together anyway. But of course I don’t want to be away all the time. I still want to be around you guys. I’m especially concerned about Bryce nowadays.” Maya expressed, which made your grin drop as your stepbrother was brought into her talk.

“Oh, why’s that?” You asked, confusion in your tone.

“I don’t know, he’s been so down lately, staying in his room all day and hardly putting sentences when I try to talk to him. I think he’s going through something but he won’t tell me what.”

You felt bad for Bryce after Maya had listed the several recent odd behavior from him, worried you might have broken his heart for leaving the taboo part of your relationship.

Your heart pounded at the thought of Bryce having genuine feelings for you. He had somewhat confirmed it himself when he said he had thought you were exclusive, but he hadn’t outright said it.

Somehow you longed for him to confess with those three simple words, but as the thought became appealing to you, you were reminded of the circumstances. The one of which each of your parent were married together, - ultimately sealing you to be only a family.

Maybe in a different universe we could have been together, but as of here it wouldn’t be right.

“Well, I hope whatever he’s going through resolves one way or another…Bryce always has solutions.” You reasoned, and Maya could only nod, hoping you were right even for this case too.

“I guess,…I’ll see you later then. Wishing you good luck with Hayden.”

“Thank you! Bye Maya!” You said your farewell as you stepped out of the house and walked to the bus stop.

A few bus stops later and you were downtown again, waiting for Hayden to make an appearance at the park any moment now.

“Hey, Y/N..” you heard a voice come from behind you, and you couldn’t contain your eager smile as your eyes met Hayden’s.

“Hayden, hi!”

Hayden smiled as you approached him and took in your look. “Wow, you look gorgeous by the way.” He complimented when you stood in front of him.

“Thanks! You don’t look so bad yourself.” You said and chuckled as you looked at his well ironed shirt and denim trousers. “So, you said you wanted to talk about something?”

Hayden nodded as his brows knitted together, almost out of concern. He must be nervous. “Yeah um…..Y/N, I uh…I don’t know how I’m supposed to put this but..” Hayden paused as he tried to find the courage to say what he was holding back. Your eyes didn’t leave Hayden’s as you excitedly waited for his completed saying.

“I…I have found someone else…”

Your eyes widened more than before, and you took a step back in shock, wondering if you had heard it wrong. “What are you saying?”

“I’m so sorry, Y/N.” Hayden apologized as he looked down at his feet with shame. “I…It wasn’t meant to happen but it was by mere coincidence that I met this other girl, and we just kind of clicked and…I hope you know I mean no disrespect to you. I never meant to waste your time, but I can’t help what my heart feels. I’ve developed feelings for her.”

You swallowed a lump down your throat as you blinked a few times due to your eyes beginning to water. You used your hand to wipe the moisture away, and you reluctantly nodded.

“I understand…I um, - I guess I’ll be on my way then.” You rambled something of the sort, turning your back against Hayden as you walked away.

“Y/N, wait…” Hayden stopped you as he jogged over to meet your face again. “We..- we can always stay friends, right? I never lied to you about the things I said. You are an amazing girl and the guy you end up with will be lucky to have you. It’s not because of you that I fell in love with someone else.”

You looked to the side, not wanting to look at the boy who had crushed your heart only a minute ago. “I’ll consider it. For now I would prefer keeping our distance, but thanks Hayden.” You replied while you tried your best to keep your facade of a smile, but it wasn’t easy. Hayden picked up on it and returned an apologetic smile as he turned to leave, giving you a final wave goodbye.

As expected, the house had no lights on when you returned. You figured Maya was at Finn’s again, like where she usually was. And Bryce,…well, his whereabouts didn’t come to mind yet.

You were clouded with sadness of what had happened today at the park. The tears hadn’t stopped glossing over your eyeballs, and it made it all the more harder to see what was in front of you as you stormed your way upstairs to your bedroom.

Suddenly you crashed into something, - or rather someone by the corner, and you fell onto the floor. You looked up to see Bryce, clearly startled by the collision.

“Woah, hey there. Got a little too distracted in wonderland, huh?” Bryce teased as he reached out his hand for you to grab. You glared at him and slapped his hand away as you stood up.

“Go to hell…” you muttered out of pure anger as another wave of emotion overtook you, making you break out another sob. Bryce frowned, until he caught on to understand you were crying, your eyes being bloodshot as the evening sun shone on your wet cheeks.

“Y/N? Wait - ”

You didn’t let him get to you as you ran towards your room, but Bryce was quick to follow, catching you by your arms before you could open the door to your bedroom.

“Sunny,…what’s wrong? Why are you crying?” He asked out of worry as he knelt down when your knees gave up. He hugged you tightly, his arms secured around your back as you cried on his shoulder. In Bryce’s mind, several scenarios came to mind of what could have upset you this much. Some were so dark, - it made him sick to his stomach. “Please, tell me what happened…look at me. I need to know, sunflower. What did he do to you?”

“H-He found someone else…” you sobbed out as you buried your face into his chest, hiding your tearful face from the world. “He didn’t love me after all…”

While Bryce was relieved it wasn’t something else, something considerably worse, he was still upset on your behalf. You could feel his hands clench into fists on your back and his form stiffen when he let out an exhale.

“I’m going to kill him.”

“No!” You quickly protested as you held Bryce by his arms. “No, please don’t start a fight with him…he can’t help it. There’s nothing I can do about it…he loves someone else and I can’t change that..”

Bryce shook his head, not buying into what he thought of was excuses. “Doesn’t matter. You didn’t deserve having your heart broken like this...”

You shrugged, not knowing what else there was to say. You simply pushed away from his chest, but you didn’t leave his grip.

“C’mon, I’ll take you to my room, okay?” Bryce offered as he made you stand on your feet again. He wiped your face with the use of his sweater, and to your surprise he carried you to his room.

He carefully placed you on his bed, removing the covers so you could both settle under it and keep warm while in this moment of comfort.

Bryce let you cry out whatever you had left in you as he stroked your bare shoulder, willing to wait for as long as you wanted until you wanted to talk again.

“I-I just want to be loved...” you muttered before you snifled, and it broke Bryce’s heart to hear you say something of that sort.

“You are loved, baby. We as a family love you, and I love you beyond being my stepsister,…you should know that by now….“ Bryce said as he stroked your hair affectionately. “Will you give it a chance? Do you love me too?”

You glanced at him, and it was as if you were going through a war with yourself, feeling conflicted of what feelings you may have. “Maybe,..and that scares me…”

Bryce smiled with adoration. “Of what exactly? There’s nothing to be scared of,…after all, love is love. We are two legal individuals from completely different families. Ain’t nothing wrong with us loving each other…” Bryce reasoned as he put a few hair strands behind your ear. “I’ll show you my love right now, sunny...will you allow me?”

You stared at him, feeling the familiar temptation of lust creeping up as you eyed his red lips. You wanted him. You wanted him so bad it almost hurt.

“Yes..” you quietly replied.

Your reply was cue for Bryce to connect his lips with yours, starting his act of affection with gentleness in the kiss.

“Good girl….my pretty sunflower…” He muttered in between kisses, and soon enough they were barely being detached. Bryce hovered above you while you made out, weak moans leaving your lips once in a while as Bryce’s left hand started to roam all around your body.

“Do you know why I call you sunflower?” Bryce asked when you stopped to breathe air, to which you shook your head. He had called you that since the very beginning, and somehow it hadn’t occurred in your mind as to why.

“Because your very existence is so bright and colorful - always turning to where the sun shines. I knew you would be a joy-bringer the moment you stepped into this big house. I knew even better when we fucked in that shed that we were perfect for each other. You made me want to commit, - and I started to share that dream you mentioned to me, - of making a family together some day.”

You let out a shuddered breath due to Bryce’s confession, and you felt you were going dizzy - in a good way - at the thought of having kids with him. Of spending your life with him nonetheless.

His hand squeezed your breast while he sucked on the skin of your throat, creating hickeys for him to marvel at later.

“My pretty girl…you’re too beautiful for me to only claim you as my stepsister. I’m going to claim you in a way that’s beyond friendly love, baby.” He huskily whispered as he managed to pull the sundress and bra down due to its elasticity.

You moaned when he suckled on your nipple, “It’s so wrong…”

He hummed, “Hmm..it’s maybe a little sinful but not wrong, sunny…don’t worry about a thing, we will get through this together, okay? Let your stepbrother take care of everything..”

Bryce hoisted up your sundress and cupped your sex, stroking it through your panties in a slow pace.

He pulled off your underwear and grinned when he got a full view of your dripping cunt. “I’ve missed this pussy…” Bryce muttered to himself as he began stroking your folds, slightly pushing a finger in every now and then to tease your aching hole.

“Bryce…” you moaned his name lewdly, and he chuckled at how desperate he had made you become.

“Baby, be patient…I’ll be balls deep inside this sweet cunt after I’ve had a taste…”

His finger started to pump deeper inside, bringing out your pussy juices for each thrust.

“Oh, my…” You whined and closed your eyes as you took in the feeling of his thick finger invading your channel. You let out breathless pants as he added more pressure, seeping in further the more slick he gathered.

“Sunny, look at me…” Bryce plead, and you fluttered your eyes open to see him lean in closer to your face as if he wanted to say something. “Tell me you love me too, baby…tell me so I know..”

He added a second, and you jolted as you stuttered out, “I-I love you too, Bryce. I love you s-so much…M’sorry for pushing you away. I’m sorry if I made you sad, I didn’t mean to. I -“

Your lips was held from speaking as Bryce crashed his lips into yours. You whimpered from the kiss, but easily melted into it.

“It’s okay, baby. I forgive you…I understand.” He withdrew his fingers from your pussy and put them close to his lips, sucking the sticky nectar off his fingers as he hummed, savoring the taste. “Fucking delicious…love your sweet pussy juice.”

Bryce stood on his knees, not leaving the bed as he unbuckled in front of you, his pants already showcasing the huge bulge and moisture of something leaking behind his boxers.

He dragged his pants and boxers down at once, revealing his fully erected cock, the tip of angry red as it pointed at you, leaking with pre-cum. You instinctively licked your lips, wanting to have a taste of him but you knew Bryce was past oral sex and was eager to skip to the main course.

He rested beside you again, and ordered you to raise your leg over his waist. You did as he commanded, and he positioned his cock on your cunt, lightly slapping your clit with his length which earned him a strained whine from you. He breathed into your ear, nibbling at your lobe before he pushed in.

“Did you let him fuck you?” Bryce asked through a growl. “Did you let him fuck my pussy?” The tip of his cock was the only part he was thrusting in, and it was making you crazy.

“N-No!” You denied right away through a cry. “I swear we didn’t! It’s just yours, Bryce!..”

Bryce chuckled darkly as he angled his cock and rammed himself in. “That’s right, baby. Only I can fuck this cunt, - it’s mine. Shit, you’re squeezing me so tight, feels too good..”

“Aaah, so big! Y-You’re so-!” Your sentence was interrupted as Bryce shoved a finger down your mouth, making you suck on it as he continued fucking you in a fast rhythm, making your head go blank from the sensation.

“Thas’ it…keep suckin’ it…such a good girl. Fuck, does it feel great to have a slutty stepsister at my disposal. My cute slutty stepsister…all prettied up in a sundress, looking all innocent when we both know you’re a whore, - so needy for your stepbrother’s cock…” Bryce degradingly spoke about you as if you weren’t beside him, knowing full well you enjoyed his harsh words with the way your pussy clamped around him.

“Y-Yes, I’m a whore for your cock! ..Aaaah, - I’m a whore for my stepbrother!…” You loudly moaned out your confession. He had his usual amused smirk which would normally make you want to slap him, but of course you would let him get away with anything when he was fucking you this good.

“Fucking shit, I’m going to cum….and I’m not pulling out. I’m going to plant my seed inside of you, sunny…you can’t be my sunflower without my seed.” He joked, briefly chuckling before it was replaced by his moans and grunts again.

The thought gave you another level of arousal, a need to have him fulfill what he had just proposed to do. “Cum inside of me, Bryce!” You whimpered as he pumped into you faster, his balls hitting your clit, giving you another shock of stimulation. “Ah! ~ I want you to fill me up!..n-need you to breed me!..”

“I know you do…gonna stuff you full of my spunk…every single drop inside your womb.”

He jackhammered into you with such intensity, it was overloading you with how close you were to cum. Bryce clenched his jaw as he felt you tighten, and he felt he was on the edge of orgasm too.

“Milk me, - Ooh holy shit! Take your stepbrother’s cum. Theeere you go, - good girl. Fuck!..” Bryce moaned as his thrusts became static. He let out a series of breathless pants as he stilled, pumping his load inside of you while your cunt clenched around him while you rode your orgasm.

“W-Warm…” you whimpered when you felt Bryce’s spend coat your insides, feeling some of it drip out from where you are first connected.

He pulled out and made no effort to stop his cum from oozing out of your cunt and onto his bedsheets. He was more willing to put his bedsheets in the washing machine than move.

He kissed the back of your head and loosened his hold on you. “Do you feel good, sunny? Did I fuck all the bad feelings out of you?”

“Mhm..” you hummed positively as you reached for his face and shared a loving kiss before you settled in a more comfortable position. “So…how is this going to work? Do we tell them or wait?” You asked as you began to wonder what was the next step.

“We can begin with telling Maya….she would accept us easily. As for your mom and my dad? Haven’t thought that far ahead yet. Maybe it’s best if we keep it from them for a while. I need to charm your mom more often if I don’t want her to kill me.” Bryce laughed, and you couldn’t help but snort.

“Yeah, I suppose that’s for the best…” you said above a whisper as you stared up at the ceiling.

Bryce couldn’t keep his eyes off you though, and held your chin to look at him again. “Hey….I love you, my sunflower. We’ll be just fine.”

You blushed, realization hitting you of how well spoken Bryce was with his words, and your heart thudded harder than they ever had with Hayden.

“I know,…I love you too, Bryce.”

He was perfect for you.

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Kinktober 2022, Day 31: Coercion

To the Brotherhood

Summary:  Carter and Bryce have the biggest surprise for you

Pairings:  Carter Baizen X Reader X Bryce Langley

Rating:  explicit

Warnings:  explicit language, explicit sexual content, road head, groping, implied fingering, unprotected sex, PIV sex, double penetration, anal sex, praise kink, creampie, gang bang, mentions of murder, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  1.8K

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You run out ahead of the two boys who just wouldn’t leave you alone.  Turning back to look at them you giggle, as they try to reach out for you, “Missed me again, Carter!” You continue running, until Bryce is able to catch up, jumping in front of you, and Carter comes from behind.  

“Caught you, Starlight,” Bryce says, placing an open mouth kiss to your neck.  Carter’s hands start to roam around your hips, dipping lower when you push them away.

“No, no sharing yet.”

“Why?” Bryce whines.  He sticks his lower lip out, while Carter rests his chin on your shoulder.  “We’ve been taking turns and watching for awhile.  Can’t we just try and share?”

“Yeah, Starlight, we will be so good for you.”

With Carter’s arms around your hips, and you grow wetter by the second, you look at Bryce.  Would it be so bad, and terrible if you just let them share you like they had wanted.  Taking turns with them had been fun.  You loved having Carter taunt Bryce, while he slowly stroked his cock.  Or when Bryce had you in the floor fucking into you, while Carter pretended to be watching a movie.  The strain in his pants proved just how much he had enjoyed the show.

“Have you ever heard of men sharing women?”

“You have no idea,” Carter responds, nibbling on your ear.  “Come on, let’s go back to the house,” your body stiffens up.  There was something off about that house.  The boys wanted to act that you were being silly, but there were secrets within those walls.  

“Why don’t you tell me who else lives there?” You cock up your eyebrow, pulling Bryce closer to you and Carter.  Letting them get a tiny taste of sandwiching you.  

“Why is it any of your business?  It’s just an old frat house. Some of the alums visit with their wives, or girlfriends, and they like things to stay quiet.  I think they’re all there tonight.  Maybe after we’ve got you loosened up, you can meet them,” Bryce’s slots his lips against yours, while Carter kisses along your neck.  His body rocks into the back of your ass, and it just felt so damn good.

“But, won’t people hear?” You pant out.  Carter smiles on your neck, starting to nip at the sensitive area.  “I mean won’t — people care?”

“A couple of the members are in a poly relationship.  This isn’t just sex,” Bryce’s hand kneads on your tit,  and you start to melt on him.  “It’s nothing, and even if there weren't others, who cares?  Don’t me and Carter make you feel good?”

Carter’s hands start drifting up your dress, and your body folds, pushing your ass into him, whimpering out both of their names, “Wouldn’t you like to know what we both feel like in you?  We would treat you so good, it would open up so many more opportunities.  They’ll love you.”

“I want both of you,” your voice was already wrecked, and they hadn’t done anything.  Feeling over your body out in the open, and you really just wanted them inside of you.

“Of course you do,” Carter says as a car pulls up.  He opens the door letting Bryce and yourself crawl in, and gives a nod to the man in the front.  You were letting their hands continue to tease you, not caring that there was a girl leaned over in the front seat.  Her head bobbing on the driver’s dick.  You didn’t pay any attention to her gagging as she sucked the life out of him through his cock.  Or notice how that car was randomly right where Carter and Bryce needed them to be.  No, you didn’t care.  

You had a leg draped on either side of them as they took turns palming you over your covered core.  The three of you in the oddest make out ring.  Taking turns with each other, or you watching the two of them.  Biting on your lip, when Carter dips below your panties.  “Fuck,” the woman in the front seat grunts.

“Shh, you only got to go because Muffin and Justin couldn’t handle anymore.  Back to work,” he says, pushing her back down.  He pulls into the clubhouse, and gives a nod to the two boys, “We’ll be seeing you later.  Fuck, right there.”

Picking you up, Bryce lets your legs wrap tight around him.  His hands lifting you up, rubbing your sex over him, “She’s so hot, Carter.  She won’t need any prep.  Are you excited about finally taking both of us?  How do you want us?  Your cunt, ass, or mouth?”

You mewl as he takes you into a new room.  A gigantic mirror on the wall, to better watch them tear you apart.  With a look at your reflection, you knew it was going to be a long night.  “Not my mouth,” you sigh as Carter starts to take your clothes off.  Making sure to give you plenty of kisses over your heated skin.  Bryce walks to the side, hitting a button to start recording the session, but also grabbing up some lube.

Walking back to you, he stumbles trying to get out of his clothes, “I want her ass,” he says with a grunt.  Carter didn’t care, he just wanted the three of you connected finally.

He squirts some lube on his cock, while you start to crawl over Carter.  Not waiting for Bryce as you start to ride Carter.  You look over at the mirror watching as you work yourself over him.  Able to see Bryce smirking at you, before walking behind the two of you.  Pouring some of the lube out on your tight hole.  He watches you fuck Carter a moment, before grabbing at your hips.

“Stop moving, Starlight,” he runs his tip over your puckered hole, massaging over the tight entrance before he pushes through.  You gasp at the intrusion.  Sure they had each had your ass, but your cunt had been empty.  Now here Carter was petting over your face, while Bryce took his time sliding into your ass.  Stopping only when he bottoms out, and you release a deep moan.  The both of them kiss over your sticky skin.  “You took us both so well.”

“It was like you were made for us.

“I always knew you had it in you.”

“I bet you feel us in your stomach, huh?”

Non stop praises over and over again, while you try and focus on the torturous pleasure.  Out of your mind and out of your body, just pure euphoria.  You had taken them both at the same time, and there was a beauty in it. A fullness you couldn’t explain, nor would you want to.  It was just Carter, Bryce, and you.  

Both of them stare at you like the goddess you are.  Their hands soothingly touch over your body, such a juxtaposition to the way that they rut into you.  Carter was more smooth, while Bryce was grabbing you.  Neither could get enough of you, or this moment.  You were clenching around them in minutes, and a pleasure that makes everything go white rushes over your body.

“Did you come already?” Bryce asks, taking a nibble of your shoulder.  His pelvis barely pushes into you, while he watches you come back down from your high.

“Oh, Bryce, she’s in for a treat then.  Go on and finish, she’s got a long night ahead of her.  You’re finally going to become one of us.  You want that don’t you?”

“Yes.  I want to always be a part of you.”

“Good.  To the brotherhood,” Bryce grabs tightly to your hips, and stabs into your ass.  Utterly destroying you, while Carter tries to keep you relaxed.

“What’s mine is theirs,” he smiles at you, but you were too busy, laying your body on his chest.  Letting the two of them make a mess of you, while you enjoy taking them both.  Your body accommodated them both so well, and that was a good thing.

You squeeze onto Carter’s arms as Bryce pounds into you.  Both of their cocks twitch inside your body, and you wonder if this was always what it was going to be like.  Would you always feel this good with them?  But when their spunk fills you to the brim simultaneously with the three of you coming, you know it’s true.

“Move aside, boys,” that was a new voice.  You peek around you and Bryce and see your professor standing at the door.  “It’s time to start your new life.  Thirty-two more times.  You know the rules.  Don’t cum in her.  If she passes out, keep going.  When we’re finished, Carter and Bryce will stay with her.  Feed her, give her water, massage her aching body, and then she’ll be fitted with her own bracelet.”

“What’s happening?” You ask as Bryce gets off of you.  Carter pushes you to the side as more men come into the room.  “What’s going on?”

“Starlight, you wanna be with us, right?”

“Y-y-yeah,” your legs get jerked down the bed, as a large man starts to take himself out.

“This is Ari,” Bryce lets you know.  Ari’s hand runs up your slit, watching your boyfriends cum ooze out of both of your holes.  “There are more.  We protect our own.  So we need to be a part of one another.  Just take it like a good girl.”

Ari’s length slams into you, and you chirp looking at them.  “It’s the only way we can be together,” Carter lets you know.  Sitting on the bed beside you as he pets your hair gently.  “We take care of our own.  They have to know that you’re worth taking of.”

“They?”

You watch confused as men upon men walk into your room.  All staring at where Ari connects to you.  His pace was brutal.  His hands tight on your body.  Counting thirty-two more men.  “They don’t have to touch you after this.  But they will protect all of us.  We’ll have a good life.  You understand don’t you?”

Ari’s thumb presses on your clit, and he gives your little bean hard tight circles.  “You won’t remember most of us,” Ari grunts, shooting his load up your chest.  “But we’ll all remember you,” he taps on another man’s shoulder while he moves to you.  Flipping you around on your knees.

“It’s a business deal, Starlight.  Welcome to your new life.  Just relax.  We’ll take care of the rest,” Bryce lets you know that his name was Frank that was commanding you.  

“Okay,” you whine, and both the boys move to pet your skin.

“We’ll be with you the whole time.”

“And, should they hurt you, we kill them,” a man with long hair leans down beside you, brushing your hair out of your face.  “Just ask Rumlow’s girl.  She now belongs to Steve and Bucky.  We don’t hurt our Omegas.  We protect them.”

Pleasure courses through your veins as Frank lets his spend spurt on your ass.  His absence was quickly replaced by another.  And then another.  And another, losing count and consciousness, but you were welcoming it.  Protection.  Love.  A built in family.  And above all else…TO THE BROTHERHOOD.

THE END

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As Long As You’re Mine - Mob!Steve Rogers x Reader (Part 2)

A/N: Surprise! I’ll let you in on a little secret... I already had this written before I posted the first part! I just wanted to see how it would go down first and boy did you guys like it! So I hope this follow up satisfies your need!

Read Part 1 here!

Summary: Following your engagement to Drysdale there’s one last twist in the tale

Word Count: 2.1k

Warnings: Mob Elements! Language! Mention of Arranged Marriage! Fluff! 

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It had been a month since you learnt of your engagement to Drysdale. Every night you savoured every moment you had left with Steve. Clinging onto him whenever you could, praying and begging this was all a nightmare that one day you’d wake from.

But right now you were waking up alone. Steve had returned to Brooklyn a week ago, said there was a family emergency he had to deal with. He promised to be back as soon as he could, that every night he’d fall asleep thinking of you.

You were just walking towards the sunroom when Romero stepped into your path “your brother needs to speak to you immediately” he states.

You let out a long sigh “sure whatever” you muttered turning in the opposite direction back towards your brother’s office.

As you walked inside you could see how tense your brother was as he braced himself against the desk. You didn’t say anything, just sat down and waited for whatever he had to say.

“Drysdale and the rest of the Thombeys are dead, the entire family has collapsed” Bryce finally states his fists clenching in anger.

“What?” You mutter in disbelief.

“They’re gone, completely crumbled over some stupid inheritance” Bryce scoffs “Drysdale got word that he was getting written out, so decided to kill Harlan before the will got changed, it all imploded from there, family turned against each other until they were all dead”

“Whoa” you muttered in disbelief, you always knew Drysdale would cause the Thrombey empire to fall but you didn’t expect this.

“Yep, so looks like you get your wish after all, you don’t have to marry him” Bryce states in frustration.

“My wish was to choose who I got to marry not have it decided for me!” You snap.

“Well, you might not have any choice now! The options are dwindling and you might be stuck with Hansen!” Bryce roars.

“Don’t you even dare” you growl launching from your chair in anger.

“Boss,” Romero says interrupting the two of you.

“What?” Bryce snaps.

“There’s someone here to see you” Romero answers.

“Send them away, I don’t have time to deal with anyone, I’ve got to fix this bullshit” Bryce states gesturing at you.

“She says she’s a representative of the New York syndicate” Romero pushes.

Both you and Bryce freeze, you’d heard a lot about the syndicate from Steve. And by the look on Bryce’s face, you gathered your father told him a lot too.

“Send her in, Y/N go back to your room I’ll deal with you later” Bryce orders.

“She wants to speak with Y/N too” Romero adds.

You and Bryce exchange a glance and before he had a chance to argue you gave your order “send her in”

Bryce glares at you but his attention soon shifts when the redhead walked in. Her hips swayed as she went, exuding confidence that made it feel like she owned the place. You watched as she first surveyed Bryce before looking at you a smirk growing on her face as if she already knew all your dirty little secrets.

“Bryce Langley,” Bryce says holding out his hand.

“Natalie Rushman but just call me Nat” Nat smiles shaking his hand “let's cut straight to the chase, I’m here on behalf of the New York syndicate boss, who has decided to offer you a deal,” Nat says pulling out a file and placing it on the desk.

“Why?” You question as Bryce picks up the file and sits down.

“I’ve learnt its best not to question my Boss’ motives,” Nat says, despite the clear warning her tone was amused.

Concerned that your brother was about to walk into a trap you walked around the desk and started reading the contract of the deal over his shoulder. It was a trade deal, one that would allow your brother access to the New York harbours. There were a lot of restrictions and contingencies that ensure the New York syndicate remained on top but it was still a good deal. One that all the Boston families would kill for.

“This is a very generous offer” Bryce hums.

“What does he want in return” you question, a deal this big would come with a heavy price tag and you needed to know all the details before agreeing.

Nat smirks as she looks over at you “the only thing he wants, is you as his bride” she answers and your blood ran cold.

You had only just been freed of one arranged marriage, and barely half an hour later another was being discussed.

Nat must have read the horror on your face “and let me just warn you when my boss wants something, he’ll stop at nothing to get it. His enemies learnt that the hard way” she warned.

“Bryce please” you begged.

“You’ve got yourself a deal” Bryce agrees completely ignoring you, grabbing a pen and signing your life away before you could stop him.

“What the hell Bryce,” you say your voice cracking.

“This will be good for you Y/N, would you rather marry Hansen?” Bryce points out.

You scoff shaking your head at him as you fought back your tears “when do I have to leave?” You whisper turning to Nat.

You were shocked to see a hint of sympathy in her eyes as if she wasn’t the one who just condemned you “we have a private jet chartered for lunchtime, my boss wants you in New York before the end of the day”

“This is ridiculous” you mutter under your breath.

“Go relax Y/N, I’ll have someone pack your belongings,” Bryce says gently.

“No I’d rather do it, at least the essentials, they can do the rest,” you say shaking your head, only you knew where all the secret sketches you and Steve did were hidden.

“I’ll be back at 12 to take you to the airfield” Nat nods before turning away and walking out of the office.

Once she was gone you turned to face Bryce “you’re a monster” you whispered “you can lie to yourself about it but you’re exactly like him” you saw the flicker of hurt in his eyes as you turned and walked out of that office for the last time.

As the town car drove through the city you wished you could enjoy the view but you couldn’t. It has been a dream of yours to live in New York, you should be happy right now. But the reason you were here was the worst possible reason.

You were about to marry a complete stranger, you knew nothing about him, and he could be a monster worse than your father. What hurt the most was that your time with Steve had come to an abrupt end. He’d return to find you long gone and there was no chance your new husband would let you hire him.

You were surprised when the car drove out of the city and upstate. You were even more surprised when the car pulled outside a large house. You’d expected him to live in one of those large penthouses in the city. Not a house in the suburbs.

“Let's go,” Nat says climbing out of the car, and waiting for you to follow suit.

You followed after her as she led you into the house, you looked around in amazement at how understated it all was. It didn’t look like a mob leader's house at all.

“This will be your room for the time being,” Nat says opening a door for you.

Stepping inside you were surprised at how much you liked the decor. You were expecting to hate every single thing about this place, but you were struggling. The house had the views like your old home had but was close enough to the city that you could still enjoy the life of it all. You thought everything would be garish and horrid but it was understated and cosy.

“Dinner is at 7, enough time to freshen up and relax,” Nat says before walking out and leaving you all alone.

You took a deep breath as you looked around the room. Taking everything in, you tried to find something you hated but you couldn’t. There was even a folded-up easel in the corner. Running your hand down your face, taking another deep breath before deciding to have a shower to freshen up.

At 7 pm you made your way downstairs and towards the dining room. Once again you were expecting something grand where your soon-to-be husband would be miles away but it was once again understated. It was A table that would seat 8 people maybe 10 at a push, and the places set weren’t at opposite ends, one was at the head of the table the other sat right next to it.

You turned when you heard the door open behind and you saw your soon-to-be husband for the first time. He was tall and muscular, clean-shaven and had short blonde hair. Your breath caught when you saw his eyes, his piercing blue eyes that somehow held warmth in them. You realised with a start that you recognised him, but it couldn’t be him.

“Hello, sweetheart” he smiles walking over to you.

“Ste-Steve?” You mutter in disbelief.

Steve smiles warmly down at you as he comes to a stop right in front of you, his hand reaching up to cup your cheek “I’ve missed you so much sweetheart” he whispers softly.

“I-I’m so confused” you mutter shaking your head.

Steve gives you a warm lopsided smile “I know I’m sorry for all the cloak and daggers, but I promised I’d set you free”

“You’re the boss of the New York syndicate” you state in disbelief, Steve hums in confirmation “but what were you doing being my bodyguard”

Steve lets out a long sigh his hand slipping into yours “I’ll be completely honest, because I don’t want there to be anything between us, not anymore” Steve says shaking his head “I was there because I was trying to find weak points, your father had been poking around too much and I needed to take your brother out before any secrets got out” Steve explains your jaw dropping in shock “but I never expected to fall in love with you, so when I discovered your brother knew nothing I switched targets”

“You took out Drysdale and his entire family…. Why?” You question.

“For you, to free you from that marriage” Steve answered squeezing your hand gently.

“But the contract” you mutter shaking your head.

“Was only to get you here and away from your brother, you aren’t trapped here, you don’t have to marry me if you don’t want to, you could leave and do whatever you want to do”  Steve explains.

You were speechless, you couldn’t believe what Steve had done for you. What he’d save you from. You hadn’t even realised you were crying until Steve cupped your cheeks and began to wipe away your tears “please don’t cry, I’m sorry I wanted to tell you everything but I couldn’t risk it”  he pleaded.

“Thank you” you cried launching yourself into his arms and hugging him tightly.

You felt Steve breathe out a long sigh of relief, hugging you back with equal vigour and kissing the top of your head.

“I still can’t believe you’re the head of the New York syndicate,” you say still in shock “who else knows?”

“Only a select few, Nat who you’ve already met, my best friend Bucky, and the rest of the Avengers” Steve answered brushing some hair out of your face, his fingers brushing against your cheek.

You snort with laughter “the Avengers?”

“Tony, another member of the inner circle coined it,” Steve said with a bashful smile.

You couldn’t help but chuckle “it's a good name,” you say reaching up to finally kiss him “I do have to admit this all wasn’t what I was expecting”

“I know, having no one knows who I truly am means I get to live an ordinary life outside of work” Steve explains “it means so do you, you can do what you want when you want”

“This is amazing Steve, all of this” you confess shaking your head in disbelief.

“It's all yours sweetheart, if you want it it’s yours” Steve promises.

“I want it, I want it all, I want you, I want everything” you smile up at him.

Steve beams down at you “I love you so so much”

“I love you too Steve” you grin your hands running up into his hair as he kissed you deeply “but do you mind growing the beard back?”

Steve barks out a loud laugh “anything for you sweetheart, anything for you”

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Stuck in the Middle

Kinktober Day 10: Ruined Kink

Relationship: mob!August Walker x brat!Bryce Langley x fem!reader (hammer x the brat x vixen, Poison Paradise)

Words: ~1.3 k

Summary: Bryce suffers the consequences of his actions.

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (unprotected anal sex, m/m sex, mmf threesome, polyamorous relationship, dom/sub vibes, degradation, f receiving oral sex, multiple orgasms, anal cream pie, implied aftercare, rough sex, mommy and daddy kink), SMUT!! 18+ ONLY!!

A/N: another fun but not nearly as sweet throuple! God I love our crime daddies 🥵

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Bryce whined pathetically when August slammed his hips into his ass again, his eyes rolling back in his head when his daddy yanked his head back in his hair so the arch in his back was nice and deep even while his limbs stayed splayed haphazardly over the massive bed.

“You gonna come again you little bitch?” August grunted when Bryce just whimpered in response, leaning forward to smack him across the face as he scraped his teeth over his shoulder. “Use your fucking words, brat.”

“Yes… daddy, yes!” Bryce sobbed when August’s thick cock rammed into his sweet spot, his toes curling as his untouched dick started twitching wildly where it was pinned against the bed. “Oh… please…”

“You’d better fucking thank me this time, slut.” August growled out a chuckle when Bryce clenched hard around him, wrapping the hand that wasn’t buried in the blonde’s hair around his throat and squeezing as he drove into him like an animal. “Yeah, you fucking love that, don’t you? Just wanna be such a pretty whore for your daddy, too bad you’re so goddamn stupid. Hey there, beautiful.”

The younger man blinked in confusion at the sudden endearment, at least until he heard the click of your heels across the bedroom floor. He shivered when August kept wildly fucking into him even as you came to stand by the bed, groaning when you ignored him so you could lean forward and kiss the older man passionately before crawling next to them on the bed.

“How was your meeting, baby?” Fuck, you still weren’t even acknowledging Bryce and it was making his dick ache, August shoving three fingers in his mouth when he keened so the two of you could go through your greetings without interruption.

“Would have been better if someone hadn’t decided to come shake his ass like a fucking whore right in my damn face when I was about to get a handshake on the new territory.” August let out a pleasant rumble when your tongue swiped across his bottom lip, opting to shove Bryce’s face into the mattress when he couldn’t hold back his noises as his daddy brought him right to the edge again. “Still got the deal, but this little dumbass has too much trouble acting professional whenever we have a meeting at a fucking club.”

“Were the girls there?” You tutted and started stripping out of your clothes when August nodded, kicking aside your skirt and tossing your blouse away before laying next to them and running your fingers through August’s curls until he purred for you. “You know how much they rile him up, I told you you should keep him with you the whole time.”

“Well, he doesn’t fucking listen to me, Vix.” August growled when you yanked his head back by his hair and rubbed your nose against his, nipping at your bottom lip playfully while your free hand slid between the two of them so you could play with your toy’s balls. “Only listens to you.”

“Because you see his pretty face or he rubs that sweet little body all over you and you let him get away with almost anything.” You grinned and pecked Auggie on the lips when he rolled his eyes at you, reaching down to pat Bryce’s head when you heard his muffled sob and his body started shaking when he came again. “You’re too soft, hammer.”

“Aw, fuck you, Vix, ‘m not soft.” August pulled out when Bryce stopped vibrating, flipping the younger man on his back and grinning at the absolutely fucked out look on his face. “He is awfully pretty, though. Know what would make him even prettier, though?”

You just grinned and leaned your head on August’s shoulder as you watched your boy writhe and cry as his eyes rolled in his head, his cheeks covered in tears and drool and his chest and stomach smeared with cum as his cock still twitched slightly where it was resting against his abs. August turned his head to nibble on your jaw when you started slowly stroking his cock, his hands spreading your brat’s legs obscenely wide while he kept sniffling and hiccuping like a dumb baby.

“What could possibly make him prettier, hammer?”

“If you squirted all over his sweet face while I fill this tight little hole.” August gave you another sloppy kiss before you started climbing up towards Bryce’s face, pressing the man’s knees to his chest as he lined himself up. “Or… well, it was tight when I started.”

“Nothing stays tight for long once that fat cock is stretching it out.” You slapped Bryce when he let out a tortured sob as you straddled his face, not giving him the chance to beg before you settled all your weight over his mouth and started grinding into him as you leaned closer to Auggie.

“Mmm, I dunno.” August grinned when he pressed all the way into Bryce and ground his hips deep, grabbing both his knees in one giant fist and pressing them to the brat’s chest while his other hand yanked you forward so he could slide his tongue into your mouth. “That perfect pussy of yours always squeezes me like a fucking vice no matter what.”

“Such a sweet talker, hammer.” You purred into his mouth when your boy sloppily sucked on your clit, patting his shoulder affectionately but still not acknowledging him with your words. “How long have you been going, baby? You close?”

“Yeah, it’s been a fucking hour.” August growled when Bryce’s hole squeezed his cock again, grabbing the younger man’s balls and tightening his grip until he heard him let out a squeal from between your thighs. “Didn’t get close until I saw you though, gorgeous thing.”

“Mmm, you’re lying, but lucky I think that’s sweet.” You bit your lip and moaned when he slid his hand down to grab your tit, driving your hips into your brat’s face even harder when you noticed his fingers digging into the sheets. “You should come though, hammer, kinda want to lick you out of him once he’s in a goddamn coma.”

“Fucking filthy, god I love you.” The claps of August’s hips smacking against Bryce’s ass grew even more wild, his deep purr vibrating his chest as he sucked on your bottom lip. “You two first, know how much I love to watch you fall apart.”

You arched into his grip when he squeezed your tit, your thighs clenching around your boy’s ears as you shivered and brought yourself right to the edge. Then you reached down and slapped Bryce’s cock and you both lost it when he screamed into your cunt, his cum shooting all over his already sticky chest while you lifted your hips so when you squirted it sprayed all over his flushed face. The sight of you leaning back and grinning so you could smear your cum all over Bryce’s face had August coming with a bitten off snarl, burying himself to the root and rolling his hips slowly while he watched you closely.

“Aww, I think we broke him.” You grinned down at Bryce before rolling out of the bed, huffing out a laugh when he just let out a whimper as he kept drooling all over himself while August pulled out. “Poor thing. We’ll forgo the ass eating for the moment. I don’t think he’d even notice.”

“Mmhm, c’mere baby boy.” August scooped Bryce into his arms before following after you, chuckling softly when the man whined before kissing the top of his head. “Can’t get too mad at you for acting like a brat when you let me fuck every thought out of that pretty head. Let’s clean you up.”

#natalie writes #natalie’s kinktober 2022 #kinktober 2022 #poison paradise #vixen and hammer and the brat #august walker #bryce langley #bryce langley x august walker x female reader #august walker x bryce langley #august walker smut #bryce langley smut #henry cavill #chris evans #henry cavill smut #chris evans smut #henry cavill character #chris evans character #eighteen and over #eighteen plus

[wiypt-writes]

25 Days Of CHRIS-mas

Day 5: Baby, It’s Cold Outside

Summary: Johnny and you are spending a weekend snowed in…

Pairing: Johnny Storm (Fantastic Four) x Reader

Warnings: Bad Language, Adult situations, Smut (NSFW, 18+)

W/C: 1.4k

Disclaimer: This is a pure work of fiction, any likeness to any persons or events in real life are purely co-incidental. I do not own any characters contained herein bar the reader and/or any original characters. I do not give consent for my work to be copied and posted/translated onto any other sites. If you see this fiction anywhere other than Tumblr, it has been taken without permission. By reading beyond this point you understand and accept the terms of this disclaimer and ALL warnings posted here.

25 Days Of Chris-mas Masterlist / Main Masterlist

Day 4: Bryce Langley (Fierce People)

Upstate New York was filled with snow as the Christmas holiday drew near. You were nestled in a blanket, watching as a fresh coat fell outside while a fire burned beside you, a Hot Toddy in your hands, which was more hot than toddy, truth be told.

"I really can't stay...Baby it's cold outside...I gotta go away....Baby it's cold outside...This evening has been so very nice...I'll hold your hands they're just like ice."

The sounds of your boyfriend softly singing and humming the catchy Christmas classic as he moved about the kitchen shocked you.

The ever suave Johnny Storm wasn't necessarily the romantic type. Not in the way you were seeing him now. And even after a few years, it still caught you off guard.

“You know, that song is actually kinda creepy and pervy.” You watched as Johnny flipped his hand, a small ball of flames leaving his palm and landing in the fire, sending it roaring.

"Exactly," he sniggered.

And there he was.

You rolled your eyes as he flopped down beside you, taking a pull from his beer.

"So," he propped his feet up on the coffee table, "dinner, check, drinks, check, what's next, baby?"

“To be honest, I’m just enjoying the quiet,” you snuggled into him a little. “It’s been a while since we got time to ourselves like this.”

"Saving the world does take its toll," he sighed contently.

“You know, if your head got any bigger, you won’t be able to fit through the door.”

“Well, then we’d be stuck in here, alone….” he looked at you, “I see no problems with that scenario.”

“No, you’d be stuck here.” You grinned, “I’d be free to leave.”

"Nope. I'll melt the door handles. You're my hostage."

“I’d call Sue.”

“You wouldn’t!” He spoke in a mock-horrified voice.

"Try me," you smirked.

"You, Miss Y/L/N are naughty," he plucked your mug from your hands and set it on the table next to his bottle of Peroni.

“Well, you’d know all about naughty, wouldn’t you, Torch?” You teased as he shuffled closer.

Johnny smirked, "Gettin' coal in my stocking for years." He bumped his nose against yours.

“Yeah, what you expecting this year?”

"You, under the tree, naked, preferably a bow around your little, tight ass."

“Smooth,” you laughed as his lips pecked yours.

He winked. "What do you say to finishing the night naked, in the hot tub?"

"Have you looked at the blizzard outside?"

"Uh, Human Torch," he pointed to himself.

“Fair point,” you chuckled, “okay, hot stuff, you’re on!"

He grinned, "yes!" He pumped his fist in the air. He gave you a deep but swift kiss and bounced from the couch to the covered back deck where the hot tub sat. He pulled the cover off and then frowned. There was no steam rising from it. His eyes flicked to the temperature gage and he gave a groan. It wasn’t even warm, let alone hot.

 He took a moment to fiddle with the controls, the jets worked, the circulator worked but the coils weren't shifting on, a flashing flame on the screen of the panel taunted him.

 And then, he smirked to himself. “Human fucking torch.”

 In a flash he was out of his clothes and in the cold water, his body a bright orange as he rapidly heated the water, watching the temperature on the panel rise. When it was to a suitable and comfortable temp for you, he maintained the heat but lost his glow. This was around the same time you came out in your fleece robe and snow boots.

His eyes watched as you walked towards him, pausing at the side of the tub.

You kicked the snow boots off and untied that belt around your waist, the fleece slipping from your shoulders and down your arms, dropping to the decking.

Johnny’s eyes started at your feet and scanned their way up your body, goosebumps erupting over your flesh from both the freezing cold air and the intensity of his gaze.

“Baby, hop in, you’ll catch a chill.” He popped a brow as his eyes locked onto yours.

You toed the water, a bite to your flesh as your skin turned pink from the heat.

Stepping in, you slipped down into the water and slid next to him. A contented groan left your mouth as you allowed yourself to relax, snuggling into Johnny’s side.

"You're so beautiful." He whispered into your ear, his lips at that spot behind your ear.

“Charmer,” you sighed, your eyes fluttering shut.

"Baby, you know I'm a charmer, but you really are beautiful."

“And here’s me thinking you loved me for my personality.”

"Your personality," Johnny kissed over your jaw, "your beauty," he kissed down your neck, "your mind," over your collarbone, "your ability to put up with my arrogant ass."

“Hmm,” your head rolled back a little and you bit your lip, before you moved to look him straight in the eyes, “our baby best turn out like me because I’m not sure I could cope with two arrogant assholes.”

"Our baby?" He squeaked.

You nodded, reaching for his hand under the water. You gently moved it over so his fingers splayed over your belly. “I found out two days ago, I wanted to surprise you on Christmas morning…but I couldn’t wait any longer. I know we said we were gonna wait till a little longer but…”

 Johnny's jaw dropped, "Babe, I gave you a drink," he shuddered, "and, shit, get out! Too hot, too hot!"

 You chuckled, “will you relax? I tipped most of that drink away and as for being too hot, it’s half you. Probably be throwing fireballs around in my womb. Besides, if I keep it to under ten minutes, I will be fine. I googled.”

"Fuck, I'm... I'm gonna be a dad!" Johnny was surely shocked.

You let him absorb the news, sitting back in the water as he processed it. You watched as his eyes watered and his mind turned.

He pulled you into his lap with a choked sob, "thank you."

“I love you,” you smiled, pressing a kiss to his lips, “now turn the heat down just a smidge.”

“What? How did-“

“Reed told me it was broken before we came out here.” You popped a shoulder, “thought it would be funny watching you try and figure it out. I’m impressed, only took you five minutes before you realised you could do it yourself.”

He dropped the temp down a few degrees. "I'm gonna marry you, I'm gonna be a dad, you've changed my life, Y/N."

"Slow down, Storm. Let's enjoy this for a bit before you jump the gun."

Johnny looked at you for a second, before his lips met yours in a soft kiss.

Before long that mouth trailed a path down your neck, lavishing affection on the breasts which would soon enough be nursing his baby. The thought was enough to have him rock hard.

"Is it safe... To you know...."

You sighed, "yes, it’s safe."

“Good, because I’m really fuckin horny.”

"Me too," you purred, scratching at the buzz cut hair.

“Ten minutes you say?”

“More like nine now…”

“Give me five.”

Before long, he was stuffed deep inside of you as you rode him slowly, his hands on your spine pulling you close. It wasn't rough or hard, it was slow and soft, deep, passionate. His lips never left your skin, tongue laving, kiss deep.

 It was making love with more than a deeper purpose. Still, he had you worked up in a ridiculously short time.  You felt the familiar tightening in your belly as you neared your release.

"Johnny...." you rasped.

“Yeah, honey, come on…”

"Oh yeah.... Yeah..." your body tensed and squeezed as that coil snapped, "yes....." you came with a hiss.

A few thrusts later, Johnny followed you, a groan of your name leaving his lips as he sagged down into the water a little more.

"Fuck, I love you, my baby mama."

You chuckled a little as you peppered his face with soft kisses. “Love you too, but I really should get out now. Meet me in the bedroom?”

"Oh definitely," he nipped at your bottom jaw.

He stood, making sure you got out okay before he sat back down, his hands running over his face, a dopey grin on his features. He turned to see you give him a coy smile as you walked back inside.

Little did you know he had a surprise of his own. A delicate but showy diamond nestled inside a velvet box hidden within a sock.

He too had been waiting for Christmas morning but… 

No time like the present.

🎄🎄🎄🎄

Day 6: Syd (London)

#wiypt25daysofchrismas #johnny storm #johnny storm x reader #reader insert #fantastic four #chris evans characters

[visbiscuit]

25 Days of CHRIS-mas ( masterlist )

Santa's not in town yet, but my Chris(t)mas spirit is stronger than ever! From the idea of @wiypt-writes, this is a collection of imagines of Chris Evans' characters (hence the CHRIS-mas in the title). Each one of them will have its own warnings, so always pay attention to those if you do not want to read something you're not entirely comfortable with. ONLY THE LAST ONE-SHOT WILL BE CHRISTMAS THEMED, so you can read the others without being continuously smothered by the holidays!

If you want to participate, just visit @wiypt-writes' profile and you will find all the info you need to try and spend December thinking about Chris Evans for a reason (not that you need one).

I'm sorry to inform you that the fics here will always have a fem!oc or a fem!reader, it's the way I am used to, but if you want me to write with neutral pronouns or male pronouns, I can definitely try!

PEOPLE UNDER 18 ARE NOT ALLOWED!

if you want to read more stories written by yours truly, this is my lovely Masterlist.

1 . Jake Wyler (Not Another Teen Movie)

DAYDREAMING, jake wyler x fem!reader

[ fluff and cringe ]

Jake Wyler never noticed her through high school, but she noticed him. Oh, she did, all right. What happens when she finds out that he not only noticed her but even knew her deepest secret?

2. Kyle (Perfect Score)

OUR PAL IS DOOMED, pumba!kyle x timon,fem!reader

[ fluff and comedy ]

Matty is completely smitten with Francesca. What about Kyle and Y/N? Where does this leave them? The trio is probably going to be forgotten if they do not do something and this cannot happen. This is how Kyle and Y/N try to stop love from blossoming, but it does anyway and not only between Matty and Francesca.

3. Ryan (Cellular)

WHISTLE STOP, robin hood!ryan x fem!reader

[ smut ]

Ryan Ackerman steals from the rich and gives to the poor. He breaks into houses and tries to take as many things as he can to help his people. He always whistles while entering a house to see if someone's inside. One day, he accidentally enters his old employer's house and finally meets his daughter, Y/N, who doesn't call the police but... blows his whistle.

4. Bryce Langley (Fierce People)

I'M KISSING YOU, romeo!bryce x juliet,fem!reader

[ fluff and smut ]

Their families do not want to see them together. It would be a scandal. Centuries of hatred cannot be wiped out by a stupid young love. Except that it can, and it will. Bryce and Y/N know how much their love is worth and they finally decide to act upon it after years of pining for each other.

SKIPPED FOR NOW

5. Johnny Storm (Fantastic Four)

COMIN' UNDER FIRE, johnny storm x grimm,fem!reader

[ smut ]

She is Ben's daughter. She is off-limits. No one is allowed to look at her, touch her, charm her, or kiss her. Let me rephrase that: Johnny isn't allowed to be close to her in any shape or form. If Ben finds out that Johnny did something to his baby girl, he'd kill him and reduce him to ash. Pun intended. But does Johnny care? Not even a little.

6. Syd (London)

SYMPHONY, neighbor!syd x violinist,fem!reader

[ fluff ]

He's moved on from London. He is clean now, he went to rehab and is ready to start his new life. His new neighborhood is full of green areas, dogs and comes with a pretty little thing by the name of Y/N. He always listens carefully to her practicing the violin and he swears he's falling more in love with her each new symphony.

SKIPPED FOR NOW

7. Mace (Sunshine)

THE REASON WHY, james mace x fem!reader

[ fluff and angst ]

!! the reader is dead in this one !!

While on Icarus II, Mace is distracted. Everybody notices, but nobody knows why. In his head, he's thinking about his first love and how she influenced him to choose this path. He still cannot believe that she's not with him anymore. Maybe after this suicide mission, he'll see her again.

8. Harvard Hottie (The Nanny Diaries)

WOLF LIKE ME, dilf!hayden x baby sitter,fem!reader

[ smut ]

The wolf loses the hair but not the vice. Hayden already has had a love story with a nanny, but history always repeats itself. The problem now is that Y/N is not just a random nanny, she's his children's nanny and he definitely can't fall into temptation with her. He knows that Y/N wants him, he can see how her eyes devour him. Now he has to choose what to do, if she's worth it or not.

9. Paul Diskant (Street Kings)

SAVING ALL MY LOVE FOR YOU, paul diskant x lawyer,fem!reader

[ smut ]

They cannot stand each other. Y/N thinks that Paul is an arrogant piece of shit who sadly knows how to do his job and Paul is certain that Y/N exists just to ruin his, otherwise, happy life with her sassy remarks. They often are assigned on cases together and the only way to not constantly butt heads is releasing their tension. They cannot stand each other during the daytime, but during the night... that's when they come to play.

10. Jimmy Dobyne (Loss Of A Tear Drop Diamond)

CIGARETTES BLUES, jimmy dobyne x fem!reader

[ smut ]

Jimmy smokes, he smokes a lot. Always lits up a cigarette. Every free moment is an opportunity to take a drag on his favorite poison. He smokes during lunchtime, while horse riding, while taking a relaxing bath, and while he's receiving the best blowjob of his life. Did I say cigarettes are his favorite poison? Scratch that, she is.

11 Nick Gant (Push)

12 Jake Jensen (The Losers)

13 Lucas Lee (Scott Pilgrim)

14 Mike Weiss (Puncture/Injustice)

15 Steve Rogers (Captain America)

16 Colin Shea (What’s Your Number)

17 Mr. Freezy (The Iceman)

18 Curtis Everett (Snowpiercer)

19 Nick Vaughn (Before We Go)

20 Me (Playing It Cool)

21 Frank Adler (Gifted)

22 Ari Levinson (The Red Sea Diving Resort)

23 Ransom Drysdale (Knives Out)

24 Andy Barber (Defending Jacob)

25 Chris Evans (as himself!)

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[et-lesailes]

title: the inside scoop

pairing: chris evans x reader

word count: 2461

summary: you are a reporter with a certain favorite celebrity to interview, and you’re more than excited to talk to him about his latest movie, knives out. little do you know that your massive crush on him is actually requited.

themes: fluff

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notes: this was a commissioned piece requested by @straightforwardly​​ ! thank you so much for supporting me and i hope this is everything you wanted :) ** if you are interested in my commissions, check out this post right here !

You’re quickly wrapping up with hair and makeup, looking at your reflection in the mirror trying not to smile so much. You were particularly happy to wake up for work that day, all because of who you’re interviewing today.

You’ve had the pleasure of working with Chris Evans a few times before, and while at first it was his looks that drew you in, it didn’t take long for you to simply fall in love with his entire being. The first time was a little nerve wracking. You had seen other interviews where he seemed a little grumpy, tired, and annoyed with the questions he was being asked, and so you had put as much thought into your own questions as possible. You refused to be like the other journalists and reporters, the ones who simply asked Marvel related questions or how he worked out. It was easy to see that this man had personality much deeper than that, and you were always eager to explore it. You remember how your heart had been pounding right before that first interview, but the second the two of you started talking, it was simply… amazing. Despite only having known him for minutes, you had already felt perfectly comfortable and secure with him, as if you had known him for years. You had heard from others that he had that effect on people, but you never imagined it was to that extent.

Now here you are, getting ready for your fifth interview with him. Another thing you love about Chris is that he actually remembers who you are, each and every time. It always makes you feel special, though you have to remind yourself to calm down- he’s simply considerate and personable, he probably remembers other reporters he’s seen multiple times too.

“Alright, you’re all set. Chris finished up a few minutes ago, he’s probably out there getting seated.” The stylist tells you, and you smile up at him with a nod. “Thank you!” Standing up, you take a deep breath as you inspect yourself in the mirror. You’ve become used to seeing celebrities as a part of your job, but Chris is the only one who has your heart racing and butterflies fluttering. Even interviewing Jason Momoa for Aquaman couldn’t get you as simultaneously excited and nervous as appearing before Chris; you have the biggest crush on him, but at the same time, what can you do about it? Honestly, you’re convinced he probably has a secret girlfriend- it simply makes no sense to you that a man like him is single.

‘Thank God for hair and makeup,’ you think to yourself, pleased with your appearance- it’s not too overdone, but just the right amount, mainly just so the lighting doesn’t wash you out on camera. You gather your cards and take another breath, forcing yourself to calm down before going out to where the chairs are- you were hoping to play it cool, but the second you see him, a wide smile emerges on your face. How a man can look so handsome simply sitting there wearing a long sleeve maroon sweater and fitted jeans while playing around with a water bottle in his hands, you have no idea. “Hi there! Sorry to keep you waiting.” You greet him, and he looks up, immediately grinning. “Oh, hey, Y/N!” To your surprise, he stands up and extends his arms out for a hug, pulling you in for a warm embrace as if you’re a longtime friend he hasn’t seen in a while. You’re shocked but you quickly take the opportunity to hug him back, resisting the urge to inhale how damn good he smells. His broad chest feels so warm and perfect against you, and you swear you could be in this position forever.

“How have you been?” you ask as normally as you can, finally pulling back with a smile and gesturing for him to sit as you do as well. “Oh, same old, same old. I have to say though, I’ve been looking forward to this. I love interviewing with you, you always ask such awesome questions!” he compliments you, and you’re squealing on the inside. “Ahh, now I feel so much pressure!” you joke, though give him an appreciative smile as you cross your legs. “Thank you, though. That means a lot, I really do try to avoid the questions actors seem to hear all the time.”

“I’ve noticed, and I appreciate it.” Chris replies with a smile, his blue eyes sparkling more beautifully than the goddamn ocean. It’s truly overwhelming how handsome he is; you feel as though looking at him is like staring right into the sun sometimes. “I’m glad to hear that,” you say somewhat shyly, but clear your throat, glancing towards the cameraman. “We ready to start?” 

“All good,” he replies with a thumbs up, and you wait for the signal before beginning with a smile. “Hello, everyone! I’m Y/N, and I’m here with Chris Evans today to talk a little about his latest movie, Knives Out!” Chris waves to the camera with a little smile, but almost immediately looks back towards you. “Glad to be here, Y/N.” God, you love when he says your name. ‘Hold it together, Y/N.’ You think to yourself; thankfully, your job basically consists of looking composed on the outside, and so you’ve at least had plenty of practice.

You give a brief summary of the movie to begin, then go into speaking about his character, Ransom. Looking towards him, you tilt your head slightly. “Now I know you played the ultimate golden boy when it came to Captain America, but a lot of your roles in the past have actually had a more twisted and angsty side. Curtis Everett in Snowpiercer, Syd in London, Mike Weiss in Puncture, and especially Bryce Langley in Fierce People. Was it a difficult adjustment going back to playing a more villainous character, or did you have a good time with it?”

“Wow. Even bringing out Fierce People, huh? You really did your research,” he teases, making you laugh softly before he continues to answer, looking thoughtful. “Honestly, it was pretty fun. Don’t get me wrong, I loved playing Captain America and the other lighter, comedic roles are fun too. But being a little wicked and vile is pretty entertaining as an actor. I missed it a lot, and I think I clicked with it again pretty easily.” He pauses before laughing, looking at the camera. “I make that seem like I’m just naturally an evil person. Like, ‘Yeah, it’s so easy for me to be an asshole on camera- because I am one in real life!’” he makes fun of himself, and you can’t help but laugh again as you reply playfully, “Well, you are from Boston, aren’t you? What are they called over there? Massholes?” He blinks and laughs loudly, grabbing his left pec which only makes you giggle to yourself and feel oddly triumphant at the same time. You love making him laugh. “Oh God, you’ve heard that term? Yeah, I’d say that definitely describes me pretty well.”

“Oh, c’mon, you’re not that bad.” You remark playfully, then realize you should probably stop transitioning this interview into flirtatious banter, and so you decide to move on to the next question. “Now for this particular movie, you have a variety of actors and actresses around you- some who are insanely experienced and have been in the industry for decades, and some who, while experienced, are young and only continue to climb upwards in their career. How did you feel, being a part of that? Does it bring back memories, does it influence you, do you influence or guide them?” you ask curiously, continuing, “You’re such an accomplished actor, and this cast was pretty remarkable as well- I imagine there were all sorts of different feelings working with them.” 

Chris nods as he listens carefully, smiling and even looking somewhat intrigued. “That’s a great question. Yeah, I was definitely pretty nervous actually. I really wanted this role, and I was kind of intimidated going into it all. These people are amazing, honestly. I feel like I’ve learned so much from them, from Daniel to Jaeden, and I can only hope that I’m able to be a good influence on other actors as the ones I look up to are to me. It’s interesting that you mention memories, though. Seeing younger actors and actresses always reminds me of myself when I was younger- and then proceeds to make me feel very old.” He laughs, shaking his head to himself. “But watching Jaeden and Katherine, God, they’re great. They have such drive, ambition, and they’ve already made it so far. They’re so fun and I’m pretty sure I was nowhere near as talented as them at that age, but I definitely remember having that energy.” 

You can’t help but smile as you listen to him. You’ve seen in other interviews that he wants to start a family one day, and that he’s excited to be a father. It’s adorable to you that he appreciates younger castmates so much, and even shows respect to them as actors. “You don’t think you still have that energy?” you tease, and he laughs, making an “eh” gesture with his hand. “Sometimes, but I’m telling you, I’ve gotten old. Years of action movies and stunts will do that to you,” he jokes, and you remember that he actually did a lot of his own stunts for the Captain America movies- no wonder he has such nice muscles. “Well, if it’s any consolation, you certainly don’t look old.” You can’t help but reply, but glance back down at your cards, forcing yourself to stay on track. The cameraman, one of your friends, is probably snickering to himself, and you bet you’re going to get quite interesting comments once this video is uploaded. How can you not go back and forth with him though, just a little? He makes it so easy, what with his perfect sense of humor, contagious laugh, and mere eye contact. He makes you feel like a person, a friend, not just some nosy reporter.

After a few more questions (and a teensy bit of flirting), the interview finally comes to an end. “I hope you guys are excited to watch this movie, because I’m telling you, it’s a good one- and I think everyone will be very entertained by Ransom Drysdale.” You remark with a raised brow, looking to him with a soft laugh. “Thank you for coming, Chris!” He smiles charmingly, waving at the camera. “Thanks for having me, Y/N. I had a great time.”

The cameraman signals that he’s stopped recording, but flashes you a little smirk before turning to the crew to discuss the work that needs to happen next. You blush slightly but clear your throat, looking up at him- you hate this part because he’ll have to leave soon, but you’re hoping you can squeeze in just a little conversation before that happens. “Seriously, thanks again. Honestly, you’re one of my favorite celebrities to interview,” you admit with a slight laugh, biting your lip. “You actually answer with… depth.” He laughs too, barely leaning forward. “Oh, yeah? Are you accusing celebrities of being airheads?” 

“Some of them!” you can’t help but answer bluntly, and both of you are laughing again. Now he bites his lip, suddenly looking at you a little more intensely than before- you hope your cheeks aren’t becoming as red as they feel. “Hey, Y/N. Can I ask you something?” You nod a little too fast, your curiosity piqued. “Of course. What’s up?”

“Do you, uh…” he pauses for a few moments before chuckling slightly, waving his hand. “Ah, fuggit, I’m just gonna come out with it.” His Boston accent comes out even stronger than usual as he swears, and you love and hate how attractive it sounds. “Are you dating anyone?” 

Your heart is pounding at this point, and you have to force yourself to respond in a way in which your voice doesn’t shake. “No, I’m not.” You cock your head, holding back a smile. “Why do you ask…?” He seems to look pleased about this, even visibly perking up before suddenly looking uncertain again, laughing awkwardly. “Okay. Okay, um, please tell me if this is crossing any lines. Like, please. Don’t be scared to slap me, even.” He jokes, and now you’re feeling the excitement bubbling up inside, though at the same time your brain is screaming at you not to raise your hopes up. “I have permission to slap you. Noted.” You tease in return, proud of yourself that you still somehow seem to have your wits intact. He laughs, eyes twinkling as he continues, “I know we’ve only had a professional relationship but… I was… kinda hoping I could take you out sometime. Dinner, walking the dog, a movie, ice cream, roller skating- anything. I just… man, I really want to get to know you.” He confesses, and it takes you everything to not practically jump up and down and squeal right there. You’re shocked. You truly never thought that someone as famous and attractive as him would be interested in a mere reporter.

“Chris.” You smile widely, nothing but eagerness in your sparkling eyes. “I would love that.” You blush slightly, adding, “If we’re being honest, I’ve had a crush on you for like, years now.” Chris widens his eyes, scoffing in playful frustration as he buries his head in his hands. “You’re serious? God dammit, I knew I should have asked you earlier!” He looks up at you again, sighing deeply. “I really just assumed you were dating someone. Hell, even married. I mean, look at you, you’re gorgeous, funny, smart…. And you have depth.” He refers to your previous comment, and you laugh, though blush madly as you do so. “Thanks,” you reply softly- you swear you’ve never felt this much happiness in your life. 

His manager comes up behind him, gently tapping his shoulder. “Chris, we should get going. We have another interview to get to.” He blinks, looking somewhat disappointed but nods, looking back to you. “Mind if I get your number, then? We can talk later?” 

You nod, biting your lip delightedly as he hands you his phone as if you’re a child receiving a king sized candy bar. After putting your number in, you give it back- only to be wrapped up in another hug from him. “I’ll see ya real soon,” he whispers in your ear, and you’re blushing even deeper than before, though you nod with a little giggle.

“I can’t wait.”

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[nickysurfer28]

Fierce Obsession

Pairing: Bryce Langley X female reader ( Y/N)

Warning ⚠️: 18+ adults only. Smut,unprotected intercourse,nudity,swearing.

Part 2:

You arrived at Ogden Osbourne’s estate. Much larger then the guest house’s.

The maid greeted you at the door. She led you to Ogdens’s office study where he felt more comfortable receiving his IV meds. He greeted you. “Welcome, Y/N.. I see you’ve found your way to the house with the map I provided you with.”

You placed your med bag down next to the table. “Yeah it was pretty easy to follow also it was a interesting walk as well.” Ogden had a look of concern and laughed. “Don’t tell me you bumped into Bryce?” You sighed. “Yes I did and view of his penis.” Ogden couldn’t help but laugh some more.

“ I’m so sorry you had to see that, my grandson is just like his grandpa.. a free spirit. He means no harm.” You just brushed it off and continued to get his IV meds ready. “It’s alright nothing I can’t handle.”

Ogden was on his last treatment of chemotherapy for his prostate cancer. Though he did have surgery to slow down the cancer. The doctor insisted at least one more treatment. Since Ogden was a billionaire he could have his treatments in the comforts of his home. You set up the bag of Docetaxel (Taxotere) which shown to help men live longer, on average. Also slow the cancer growth and reduce symptoms. He watched as you finished up and got the IV pump ready to start.

“Alright..everything is ready to go.” He smiled . “Thank you, Y/N, this old man really appreciate’s you greatly.” You nodded. “It won’t take long and then the piggy back of normal saline should start after to flush.” He nodded in agreement.

“So I’ll be over right here in the porch area if you need me.” You figured you could catch up on some book reading. “Y/N before you head to the porch, would you like to join me and my family for a lunch brunch out in the back lawn area?” You were going to say no because you knew Bryce would be there but your heart ache for this sweet old man. “Um.. well okay I guess since I have nothing else to do after this.” He smiled with delight. “Wonderful!” You left him to his treatment so he could rest. No sooner then you thought the IV treatment was done. You cleaned up and Ogden went to get ready for the lunch. Ogden suggest you wear some nice since he forgot to mention also people for charity might be there as well.

You headed back to your guesthouse. You figured since it was a lovely day out you could wear that cute floral dress you didn’t get to wear over spring. You easily paired it with brown ankle boots. The only thing you were worried about was Bryce. “I hope he doesn’t pull any stunts that fucking perv.” But deep down you did find him somewhat attractive. No way you were gonna let him know that.

You found your way over to the back lawn area where tables were arrange neatly with fine white cloth’s and intricate florals to top them.

Ogden waved at you and greeted you over to the table to introduce you to his family. “Ah..Y/N I like you to meet my family, this is my daughter, Mrs. Langley, my granddaughter Maya, and of course Bryce ,my grandson.” They all greeted you and you smiled.

You noticed Bryce had a empty seat next to him. He was signaling you to next next to him. Also it was the only seat open at the table. “Shit.” You mumbled under your breath.

He had such a devilish smile across his face. You had no choice. You sat yourself on the chair trying to keep your distance from Bryce. He leaned in close to you. He whispered. “I heard that.” He winked at you.

There were some other’s that joined the table you were guessing there were the people for the charity foundation Ogden mentioned about. They were all busy chatting. You felt slightly uncomfortable being so close to Bryce.

You noticed his hand eased its way up your dress. “That’s a pretty dress Y/N.” He kept sliding his hand up your thigh. “Excuse me Bryce..could you move your hand?” He didn’t like that answered. “Come on Y/N just a little.” He had such a big grin on his face.

You grabbed his hand to move it away. “Bryce..don’t and I didn’t give you permission, and I’m not even your girlfriend.” He raised his eyebrow. “Ssh..you could be..if you want.” He fought with your hands to get back under your dress.

“Bryce..don’t..your family is sitting all round the table!” He ignored you and continued anyways. He leaned in towards your ear and moved your hair with his other hand. “Let me have a little taste..sweetness.” Your face was turning bright red. His mother noticed your reaction. “Is everything alright Y/N?”. She didn’t seem bothered by Bryce’s behavior as she was too busy chugging down her champagne. “I’m alright Mrs. Langley, thank you for asking.” You chuckled trying to move Bryce’s hand out from under your dress. The family didn’t seem to notice what was going on they were too busy making some charity deal. Bryce kept on.

The waiter came by with the lunch and more drinks in hand. You were trying to act cool and calm. But Bryce somehow found his fingers between you panties. “Ooh I think I found it..hmm.” Bryce had such a stupid smirk on his face like he found a sweet prize. “Bryce please don’t.” You got a hold of his hand.

But he wouldn’t budge. You had to think quick. “How am I going to get this fucker’s hand out from my dress.” You went straight for his crotch and squeeze his balls. He grunted in pain. “Grr..shit!”. You gave him a look.

He looked displeased. You squeezed harder as to claim dominance. He finally removed his hand from under your dress. “That’s what you get for putting your hand under my dress you perv.”

He didn’t seem bothered as he sucked on his finger to taste you. “This sick fuck.” Soon enough lunch was done. You couldn’t wait to get out of there. You said goodbye to Ogden and his family except for Bryce who you ignored completely. You told Ogden you see him on Monday since he gave you the weekends off.

Before you could leave Ogden wanted to ask you something. “Y/N would you like to join us for charity/birthday party this Saturday night?” You really wanted to say no. Plus what just happened with Bryce you didn’t want to be around that sleaze-ball.

“I really don’t want to intrude..really.. it okay but I rather not.” Ogden begged you. “Oh please Y/N it be would a delight to have you there, since you help so much.” Bryce chimed in. “Yes..Y/N it would be a delight to have you there.” This fucking guy you couldn’t stand him right now.

Maya interrupted. “It’s gonna be my birthday too! It would be fun! I promise!”. You felt guilty. “Okay..I’ll go.” Ogden was pleased. Maya was smiling and she came over to hug you. “Thanks..I promise it’s gonna be fun.” She squealed and hugged you again.

Saturday Night.

The Saturday night of the party came quicker then you thought. You realized you didn’t have anything formal to wear to the party. The door bell rang. You went to answer it. One of Ogden’s butler had a big white box in hand. “Hello, a gracious gift from Mr. Osbourne, he thought you might need this.”

You were confused. “Um.. thanks and tell Ogden thank you for the gift.” The butler left and you closed the door. You wonder what this could be. You open the big white box. There was a simple classic black dress.

A note from Ogden “Thank you for everything so far, you don’t know how much it means to me. I think you might need this and I hope it’s the right size.”

Well he was right. The dress fit perfectly and you had some nice black pumps to go with it. You finished getting ready and the driver was on time to greet you outside. You arrived shortly to the estate.

The party seem more extravagant then you thought. You entered thru the house walking thru looking at all the donors of the charity. You found your way in the back lawn where there was large white tents decorated with lights and charms.

There was announcement over the speakers. A presidential song started playing. There above was Ogden Osbourne with his family making there grande entrance. They worked there way down the marble stone stairs case. Greeting everyone who came to the party.

Ogden greeted you. “Ah, Y/N you made it. I see the dress fits you just fine.” You laughed. “Yes.. thank you so much for the gift.” Ogden nod. “It was my pleasure Miss Y/N.” Everyone was seated for the dinner portion. You decided to sit at another table to avoid Bryce.

You noticed Bryce was looking for you. Luckily the table you sat at was behind some white curtains so he couldn’t see you. “This fucker.” You thought yourself.

You drank your champagne and ate your dinner quietly while talking with other guests at the table. The night was going smoothly until the music started playing and everyone was heading towards the dance floor.

You thought you lost Bryce. You felt these large hands wrap around your waist. He whispered into your ear. “Hmmm you smell lovely, and that dress..Wow!” He twirled you around to get a better look. His eyes wandered up and down your body. You noticed his tux didn’t seem right.

He was wearing some kind of cloth garment around his waist. “What are you wearing Bryce?” He laughed. “It’s from an ancient tribe.. it traditional.” You weren’t that excited about it as he was. You try to step away. Bryce grab your hand. “Wait! Y/N that’s not the best part about it!” He opened the long cloth revealing his penis. Your face blushed with heat. “Bryce!,You’re not wearing any underwear!” He kept laughing. “What!? You don’t like what you see?!”. You try not to gaze too long.

However your eyes focused to his well endowed penis. You thought to yourself. “Wow his packing.” Oh gosh snap out of it Y/N. His smile was much bigger knowing you were looking at his dick. “It’s my penis...you wanna touch it.” You face turned bright red. “No thanks Bryce.”

He smile disappeared. “Why not?!” You try to walk away. Bryce reaches out for your arm and pulled you back. “Bryce!” You yelled.

“I’m sorry Y/N..please let’s call it a truce.” Bryce put on a heartfelt grin. You sighed. “Fine..what’s the truce?”. Bryce lead you to the champagne table. He ask the waiter for two glasses of champagne.

You weren’t really paying attention you got slightly distracted by some group of people on the dance floor. Bryce quickly drop some liquid acid into your champagne glass. He tapped your shoulder. “Hey, Y/N..here a truce on a glass of champagne..a fresh start.” He had a big smirk on his face. “Alright Bryce..truce.. and no funny stuff.”

He nodded in agreement and you both toast on a truce. He graciously chugged down his glass quickly watching you as you were about to drink yours.

You thought to yourself. “This champagne should I even drink this?,Maybe just a little sip.” He kept his eyes on you like he was waiting for something. “Come on Y/N chug it!” He kept on encouraging you.

You just took a sip instead. He look displeased. Luckily Mrs.Langley came by to ask him to say hello to some charity people. While his mother kept him distracted you threw the rest of the champagne in the grass. He turned around to see the glass was empty. “Alright Y/N!” He wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you in for a hug. He inhaled your sweet picnic summer daisies scent.

“Hmm you smell so good oh and by the way I put some liquid acid in your champagne.” You weren’t surprised. You whispered back. “Nice try, but I didn’t drink the rest of it.” You giggled. He didn’t seem bother but intrigued by your sassy ways. You couldn’t help but look into his piercing blue eyes. He had a big smirky smile on his. Bryce crashed his lips onto yours. He pulled you in tighter. You wrapped your arms around his neck. You snapped back. “Wait...Bryce..I..I can’t.”

He looked confused. “Why not?” You couldn’t look at him. You couldn’t tell him you liked the kiss. “ I have to go Bryce..Goodnight.” You didn’t even want to stay for Maya’s birthday after party. You walked away and started on your path back to the guest house. It got darker while you walked thru the grassy meadow. The only light was the bright full moon in the night sky. You heard some noises in the near by brushes. It startled you a little bit. “Maybe it’s just a animal or something.” You heard the noise again.

You started picking up speed the best you could though walking in those heels didn’t help. You threw your heels off and decided to walk with your bare feet. A dark shadow jumped out of the bushes. You started running towards the large tree. It was too late the dark figure grabbed you and placed you on the ground.

“Who are you?!...what do you want?”. You pushed your back up against the tree. He started laughing. You recognize that laugh. He pulled off his black mask. It was Bryce. “Oh Y/N you should of see your face!”. He kept laughing. “Seriously!...Bryce what the hell is your problem?” He had a dark look in his eyes.

He came towards you. He sniff your scent in like a wild animal. “Hmm..you smell so good.” You could see lust in his eyes. You eased yourself up to stand slowly. “Bryce you’re making me nervous.” He moved closer to you pinning you against the tree. He face was so close you could smell his breath.

“You know what I want..Y/N.” His hands wandered up down your body. He grabbed a hold of your ass squeezing it tightly. You squealed slightly. “Ah!..Bryce.” He quickly crashed his lips onto yours. His tongue feverishly searching for yours. You were trembling. He removed his long cloth revealing his hard cock. He quickly pushed up your black dress and pulling you panties off with ease.

“I want you Y/N.” He pushed himself inside you filling your core. You could feel him stretching your insides. He wrapped your legs around his body cupping your ass with his hands. He begin thrusting deep and hard. “Bryce...” you couldn’t say anything else as you felt the hot flush flowing thru your body. You caved in wrapping your arms around his neck to gain balance.

The only sound out in the grassy meadows was his hips smacking into you. He thrusted deeper and deeper. He buried his face into your breast kissing and nibbling them. He kissed your lips. He grunted as he thrusted some more.

“Fuck!..you feel so good Y/N.” You moaned in sweet pleasure. He had a devilish smile on his face knowing you were enjoying his hard cock inside you. He pushed you tighter against the tree. He pounded deeper inside you.

“Oh god..Bryce I’m gonna cum.” He kissed and sucked on your neck. You could feel a smile growing on his face. He loved that you were enjoying it. He whispered in your ear. “Yes..Y/N cum my hard cock.” Sure enough you felt your climax rising. His thrust became more powerful and he picked up the speed. Your head tilted back into the tree you dug your fingers in his back. He growled. “Shit.” He spilled his hot seed deep inside your core. His body slightly collapsed against you. You could see his face was sincere. His blue eyes looked heartfelt. He gently kissed your lips. “Y/N..all I wanted was you.” You stared at him for a minute. “I did too...” He kissed your lips once more and held you in a warm embrace.

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#fierce people #fierceobsession brycelangleyxfemalereader brycelangleyfanfic part2 chrisevans

[royalsweetteaa]

Just like animals

Pairing: soft!dark!Bryce Langley x reader

GIF does not belong to me!

18+ ONLY | MINORS DNI

WARNING - The following fic contains: Explicit smut/CNC kink, dub-con, breeding kink, chase kink, breeding kink, pain kink, unprotected sex, primal sex, sex in the woods, discussion of rape/murder/death/dark themes, talk of AFAB female assault/sexism/disadvangages, childhood friends trope, spoiler of character, degradation.

Summary: You spend your summer vacation with your childhood friend, Bryce Langley, and learn about his new obsession of questioning morals which otherwise really shouldn’t be questioned. How will he respond when you put him to the test?

Another summer season, another month spending your vacation at the Osbourne mansion household. It became a tradition after Bryce first invited you during your early years of your childhood, and now he didn’t even have to call an invite because it was expected of you to come.

He was 2 years older than you, yet he admittedly liked your company a lot. He was also very protective of you, not wanting to share his drugs with you even if you begged to try some. He didn’t want to risk getting you addicted and surrounding yourself in a drug use environment, much like him. It was hypocritical, but he didn’t care.

He wanted to keep you safe, he had once shared.

You were walking around the woods while catching up. You have been walking for hours and it was getting dark, with only the moonlight to shine up the place. You didn’t go too deep in the forest as you didn’t want to dirty your new red summer dress which you wore for the day, so you were being careful of which path you were walking.

As you were on your way back, Bryce was telling you about something he had learned through documentaries, specifically those about the ishkanani indians he had borrowed from Finn, his new neighbor.

You were grossed out to learn of how the tribe lived and how different their morals were, but you weren’t surprised as you had heard some tribes were very ancient in their thinking, - almost having the same mindset of cavemen.

“What do you find so interesting about those documentaries anyway? I didn’t peg you as a guy interested in that kind of stuff.” You pointed out.

“I wasn’t. But you know me. I always find new things to peak my interest.” He said with a grin. “Their thinking intrigues me greatly. It makes me think of how we might have developed backwards when I learn how they work as people.”

You rolled your eyes, finding his claim to be ridiculous after everything he had told about this particular tribe. “I wouldn’t say not murdering and raping out of spite is moving backwards, Bryce.”

“Well, I would say that’s debatable.” He stated casually.

What?

“Excuse me? Debating if murder or rape is immoral isn’t even a question. It goes against people’s rights to live and the right over your own body. In what circumstance do you think that’s acceptable?” You asked, absolutely bewildered.

“Well for one, it’s nature. Animals do it all the time.” He argued.

You huffed. What a convincing argument, you thought sarcastically. “Yeah, but we’re not animals, are we? We have something called morals. Animals don’t even have the brains to wrap around such a concept. Some animals eat their own kids because they can, - or they need to for survival or whatever.”

“But we were animals at one point, no? We eat, we hunt, we fuck, we reproduce. Why is it that we draw the line for the two other? I’m not saying it’s acceptable, but…it’s still a primal urge.”

You looked at him with furrowed eyebrows of concern and decided to walk past his agonizingly slow pace. You wanted to get back to the mansion.

“You’re making me feel very uncomfortable, Bryce. Why do you always feel the need to bring up weird discussions, only this time it’s wether or not rape or murder is exceptional? It’s like for each year I spend my summer here, you disturb me with your train of thought. I don’t feel safe with you anymore.”

“Oh Y/N, come on. Look, I’m sorry.” He said with little sincerity. “I didn’t mean to make you feel like that. I’m just fascinated by it! Questioning morals isn’t illegal last time I checked.” He said sarcastically in a humored manner.

You ignored him as you continued walking the long path back out of the forest and to the mansion.

Though anyone should be feeling threatened by this kind of thought process, you weren’t afraid of Bryce. You were only disappointed and felt a sense of betrayal.

How could someone think like this? Where was this all coming from?

Then again, you weren’t too surprised. The closest you could recall to Bryce being somewhat of a psycho was when he at 6 years old admitted to you who was 4 that he had captured and killed a bird by continuously knocking it down with a stone.

It was inevitable for him to have some psychopathic traits when he at such a young age lacked empathy for killing an animal. Still, you stuck around of being his friend because…

Well, you were still figuring that part out. He was otherwise funny, charming, and his flirting made you feel things you haven’t felt for any other guy before. Did all that make up for his questionable mindset?

You weren’t sure.

“I mean think about it; In some tribes, they follow instincts that hasn’t been developed since many thousand years ago. They are a perfect example of how before we even had the concept of a society, we had a hunger to follow. An urge that we all deep down have in us but have learned to suppress because we grew too soft, - we’re scared to put people in their places by letting that natural hunger loose.” Bryce continued with his ramble, not noticing your distraught state as he followed you.

“Bryce, I don’t want to listen to this, -!”

“You can’t tell me you’ve never had intrusive thoughts. It’s not something we get from out of nowhere, it’s so obvious they’re from our instincts, - Instincts to assert dominance, or gain respect -!”

“Bryce!” You cut him off with frustration and turned around to see his face of awe. “You’re a grown man who since birth developed strengthened muscles, - muscles of which I have to train for to get because of my biology. You have the power to kill me with your bare hands. I don’t, unless you’re in a weakened state. Do you know how unfair and horrific it would be for me, a biological female, to be living in a society which lets biological men commit such things? We have no upper hand. We never have. Do you really think that’s fair? Would you be okay if a man sexually assaulted me because he had by your own words, ‘natural urges to follow’?”

Bryce was stunned, but not too much as he clearly was finding himself being rather ignorant for not taking it to account.

“You’re right. I apologize, I never meant to say you or any women deserves that-!”

“It’s not much about what I said either. Rape is rape and murder is murder, - and it is wrong regardless of gender, but I don’t see how you thought discussing this with me was any good idea. It’s threatening. I already have to be cautious while walking in empty streets alone. Don’t make me feel unsafe with you around too when we are in the woods, late at night.” You said without looking at him anymore.

“I didn’t…- I didn’t think of that. I’m so sorry, okay?” You weren’t halting your steps and Bryce decided to jog up to you when you were a distance ahead and have you stop so he could talk with honesty. “Y/N, listen. — I would literally fucking kill anyone who did that to you if that happened, Y/N. I swear to god I would. I would kill myself before I ever thought of doing these things to you. You need to believe me when I say that, Y/N.”

You didn’t really know what to say as you took in his words, so Bryce continued. “I’m sorry I even, -…I don’t know why, I’ve just been so absorbed with those documentaries Finn showed me. It got me thinking about stuff…” he said.

He was self aware of his stumbling of words but he couldn’t find the right ways of explaining it.

Bryce was aware he was different. He clearly had a mindset that no one seemed to understand nor have the patience to learn about. The amount of strange looks he would get when telling a statement made him feel annoyed, - sometimes even superior.

He considers himself to be an intellectual, one to think out of the box, - but he knew he went too far with this one. He knew he had once again been too absorbed for his own good.

You sighed, and looked down at your feet. Bryce remained silent while awaiting for your reply, hoping you would say something.

While rising your head up to look at him again, you said, “I know you too well to know you aren’t convinced you’re wrong unless it’s tested. -

- So let’s test it.”

Bryce’s eyebrows furrowed but he let you take his hands in yours and guide them around your neck.“Tighten your grip around my neck, Bryce.” You ordered. His eyes widened, not sure of where this was going. He only squeezed lightly, but it was enough to hold his hands there. His breath turned shallow, and you could see fire behind his eyes, though you couldn’t read him properly.

“Now listen to your ‘primal thoughts’, - whatever you call them. What are they telling you right now?”

Bryce gulped and his low breathing became uneven. He was at loss of words, not sure of where you wanted this to head at.

“Do you want to kill me?” You asked sternly, straight to the point.

You let go of his hands and let Bryce have his grip on your neck remain. You were calm internally, but your body didn’t align to that composure. You were shivering, both from the late night cold and the current crucial moment that would determine Bryce’s sanity. You both shared a dead serious look as you awaited for Bryce’s next move.

He stared at you up and down, from your eyes to where he held you. It made him realize how small your neck was as he held you there with his huge hands. He really had much power than he realized he had, and he felt guilty. Guilty that if he squeezed tighter and held your body up with your feet off the ground, you wouldn’t be able to do anything other than accept your fate to die, - unless you were a black belt in karate or something. Maybe then you would have a chance to get off his grip, but that would still require years of training, —

— The point was; You were right. It was unfair. He could for once admit he was a fool for thinking the world would be better if it was allowed, - If acting like savages would strengthen humanity and himself.

He let go, fixed up your collar of your dress where he had gripped at and stroked both of your shoulders carefully, with a cheeky smile growing on his face.

“No…I don’t want to kill you. Like I said, I would never do that to you,….only thing I’ve learned from this is I would most definitely kill for you, bambi.”

Your eyebrow narrowed, “Is that so?” You asked slyly. You couldn’t tell if he was serious or not, but that was just who Bryce was. He was a man with a dissimilar mind, -a mind no one could understand but you were learning and wanted to learn more.

Because as it turned out, you loved him no matter how unhinged or deranged he was. You had taken it upon yourself to be his guardian, one to guide him. You had done a fairly good job so far. Why stop here?

You smiled, and placed both of your hands on his cheeks, moving him down to your level. You placed a kiss on his cheek, to which made him wrap his arms around you appreciatively. You continued to kiss his other cheek and lastly his nose before you pulled your face away to study his face. Your eyes fell down to his broad chest, stroking him there a few times to feel him a little.

He caught onto your interest in his body, and he chuckled, “My urges are telling me something else right now though.”

“And what’s that, Bryce?” You asked innocently.

His cheeky look turned darker, and your breath hitched in your throat as you witnessed Bryce’s mind turning wicked before you.

“…I want to fuck you. I want to fuck you real bad.”

Your mouth was left open out of surprise and with an added new-coming arousal. You decided to palm his crotch while biting your lip, his groan of surprise was like music to your ears.

“You do, huh? You wanna stick your cock and go deep inside of me?” You asked seductively.

“Fuck yes, I do.” Bryce replied through a husky whisper. As he was going to grope your ass, you removed yourself from him, leaving him hard.

“That’s too bad, Bryce. Because I don’t want to.” You said, and took a few steps back. “But, I won’t have a choice if you follow your urges either way, will I?” You asked with a teasing wink.

Bryce was left confused as you ran off and took a narrow right to a side path which lead deeper into the forest.

Where were you going? He questioned first. Then, as he processed your words, it clicked.

You were playing a game. A very dangerous game.

His face darkened, and he licked his lips while he saw the last of your shadow scouring through the dark woods. “Oh, you don’t know what you have gotten yourself into, bambi.” He said, more to himself as he began to walk.

His walking quickly turned into jogging, - to straight up sprinting. Before he knew it, he was running down the narrow path, dodging overgrown branches as he scanned for the bright red colour of your dress in the dark forest.

“Come out, little red riding hood.” He called out, almost singing it with a tune. “The big bad wolf just wants to talk.”

He heard a light giggle in the area, and he knew you you were close. Very close.

“You’re so fucked once I find you…” Bryce said out of amusement.

He didn’t continue the path as he knew he would have caught up to you by now. You were hiding here.

Somewhere.

Bryce has never been so aroused in his life. He knew for a long time you were perfect for him. But this? The chase, the awaiting climax of finally catching you was turning him feral, - he hopes you are prepared for his wrath.

“You better come out now and tell me to stop because when I find you, I’m going to hold you down and abuse your cunt with my fat dick, you hear me?” He shouted as he walked through the crowded trees and bushes.

He heard a strained squeal from you straight ahead, which was when he saw the red fabric of your dress sticking out behind a tree.

Game over.

You held your breath as you heard the rustling noises of leaves getting crunched was approaching closer. The adrenaline rush made your ears be filled with the sound of your heart beat so loud.

It went quiet for a few moments, and you thought you had maybe gotten away with being caught.

You were proven wrong when you looked to the side, and saw Bryce was standing right above you. He let out the breath he had held and pounced on you before you could make a move.

“Gotcha..” he muttered as he held you down with his body on top of yours, your stomach meeting the ground as his legs trapped down yours.

“No Bryce, please don’t fuck me! I don’t wanna!” You whined playfully. You tried to wrestle him off, with little efforts.

It was obvious you were playing an act as he could see your smile through the darkness.

“Fucking whore. Pretending like I’m forcing myself on you. I bet you’re getting off from this, aren’t you?” He said, while tearing off your stockings. “I sure do.”

He hoisted your dress up and carelessly dragged down your underwear down, satisfied when he saw glistening wetness on your cunt. He wet his lips with the use of his tongue and shoved a finger inside of your pussy, trying to gather as much of your juice on his fingers as possible.

You mewled and whimpered from the lack of gentleness, but you didn’t mind. If anything, you were growing lustful from his manhandling.

Maybe it was fucked up to be enjoying this, but you couldn’t help yourself. You trusted him. He knew you did, and he trusted you in return, which you believed mattered the most for this to work. You wanted him to take you the way he wanted to.

“You’re dripping, bambi…you’re a bigger slut than I thought you are. I always thought you were a prude, but it’s true what they say, isn’t it? The ones who deny liking sex are usually the kinkiest.”

You moaned in response, your vocabulary leaving your mind as you took in the feeling of Bryce’s intrusive, thick fingers working inside of you.

“I don’t think I need to prep you more, baby. You’re wet enough as it is, and you like it rough anyway, don’t you?” He asked, not expecting an answer as he removed his fingers off your cunt and sucked off your juices with his mouth.

His other hand was still forcing your back to remain on the ground as he unzipped and took out his cock from his pants and boxers. You peeked by turning your head behind slightly to see him, - his cock being fully erect and throbbing with precum forming in pearls on his tip.

He held around your stomach and got your ass to rise up so he could finally insert himself on his waist level.

“Aaah fuuuck,” Bryce groaned while he forced himself without warning inside your throbbing heat. “What a tight fuckhole…so delicious.”

You cried out, feeling the painful invasion but you couldn’t help but thrive with it. He was so big, bigger than you have ever let inside of you. You were a virgin all over again with his size.

He didn’t wait a second to plunge his cock inside of you, already going at a fast pace as he breathed heavily from the sensation. It was almost desperate, - imitating a feral animal finally catching its mate to fulfill the purpose of breeding before the mate pulled an escape attempt.

“You’re my breeding bitch now, bambi. Going to fill up that pussy with my cum and watch it leak out of you.” He stated through occasionally nibbling on your ear.

Dizziness took over you as Bryce just took what he wanted of your body. You were overwhelmed with pleasure and need of a release.

“Oh, my goodness-!” You choked out a moan as you felt Bryce’s one hand work on your clit.

“Oh my goodness, indeed.” Bryce taunted, while continuing his abuse on your clit with harsh strokes of his index finger. “You should be thankful I put extra effort in pleasuring you. I’m only doing it because you’re special to me…”

The built up pressure of his cock pounding inside of you and his hand working on your clit was making you close to your climax, and you could tell he was getting close too by his grunts.

“Do you feel me in your tummy, bambi? You feel how fuckin’ deep I am inside of you?”

Your arms were giving up on holding up your upper body, and your chin soon met the fresh grass to rest your head on as Bryce did the work for the both of you. “Fuuuck yess, I feel you, Bryce! Oooh, please don’t stop!”

A few more harsh thrusts, and you both were getting washed over with a wave of your climaxes.

“M’going to fucking cum. Aaaah, take my fucking load,…shit!” Bryce moaned through a gasp as he released deep inside of you.

“M’cumming too, Bryce! Ooohh, fuck!” You moaned, feeling his cum warm your body and drip out with your release combined. You tightened around him, and it made him feel everything. He wanted to feel it for a few more moments.

“Stay still. Keep me nice and warm for a little more. I want to savor this feeling…”

You hummed, appreciating the warmth of Bryce’s body on top of you in contrast to the ground your stomach laid on.

He soon after pulled out and removed his weight off you, his tip leaking with your combined juices while making you turn around so he can see what he has longed to view.

He saw with each breath you let out, more cum leaked out of your sore pussy. “That’s a pretty sight there.” Bryce rasped, the image hypnotizing him.

After you were brought back to reality. “Shit, my new dress is all dirty…” you complained while standing up with the help of Bryce, brushing off as much as you could get off.

“That’s what happens when we fuck on literal dirt, bambi. I’ll bring a blanket from now on, knowing this is how a walk in the woods can get us.” He said with a chuckle, putting his cock back in the briefs of his boxers and zipped up his pants.

After putting your panties on and removed your ruined stocking, you walked back to the main path silently and carried on your way to the mansion with your hands folded together.

“What’s on your mind?” He asked out of curiosity.

You giggled and looked anywhere but at Bryce out of shyness. “I just can’t believe we did that.”

He frowned, not sure of what you were insinuating. “Do you regret it?”

You shook your head, dismissing his assuming question. “No. Not at all. You should be very thankful I’m on birth control though. You will have to use a condom if there will be a next time.”

He scoffed, “A condom? Now that’s just cruel. Thought we would keep it primal and continue fucking raw.” He said while flickering his lighter. You hadn’t picked up on him getting a cigar out of his pocket, but you digressed. “And what do you mean by ‘if’? You sealed your fate of being wrapped around my finger the moment I caught you behind that tree, bambi. You’re mine to keep, cuddle and fuck.”

You rolled your eyes at his crude way of saying ‘you’re mine’. “Is it too much of you to ask if I could be your girlfriend?”

He laughed as he lit up his cigar and breathed in the toxic and addicting smoke. Once he breathed it out of his nose, he held out an arm to wrap around you close, which made you pay attention to his face as he grinned at you.

“Okay, let me ask you out properly in my way; would you do the honors of being the chief’s mate of the Osbourne tribe?”

You laughed with a nod, slipping in a response of, “Sure.”

“Then let’s settle it with our very own ritual…” he held the cigar between your space and instructed the following, “Breathe it in when I breathe it out, okay?”

He inhaled the smoke once he placed the cigar between his lips, and leaned in to kiss you with an open mouth and he breathed out the smoke into your mouth.

You reluctantly breathed it in with shut eyes as the smoke was stronger than you were prepared for, but you had enough self control to take it.

Once he detached his lips from yours, you breathed it out and had to ruin the moment by letting out a few coughs. Your throat was dry, and though you were embarrassed of how less smooth the moment carried out, Bryce’s lighthearted laughter only made it humorous.

“There you go,…you did well. Welcome to my tribe, bambi.”

Note from author: For the people who haven’t watched ‘fierce people’, — Wait till you realize this isn’t really a ‘dark version’ of Bryce but just him. 💀

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[georgiapeach30513]

The Life of Savages

Summary:  Lloyd got you a present

Pairings:  Lloyd Hansen X Reader X Ransom Drysdale X Bryce Langley

Rating:  explicit

Warnings:  explicit language, explicit sexual content, smut, PIV sex, unprotected sex, filming, cuckolding, gang bang, oral sex (M&F receiving), butt plug, anal sex, spit roasting, degradation, dumbification, double penetration, triple penetration (?), 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  1.7K

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For @randomagnes0210​ and her beautiful and wonderful, if not filthy pairing suggestion.

Lloyd pushes your body back onto the bed. You’re not sure if you heard him correctly. He couldn’t possibly be serious, but dammit, if you weren’t thoroughly excited about the proposition. Your core floods with more slick; ruining yet another pair of luxury panties. Decked out in your best, and wanting a good fucking when Lloyd made the suggestion.

He walks over to the tripod, pressing record, while your eyes follow him around the room. His large body stalking over to the plush sofa chair. You start to speak, but he holds up his finger at you, “You heard what I said. I want to see you, want to watch you come. Have all three of your whore holes filled to the brim and leaking of cum. You are just a cumslut aren’t you, Jellybean? And when my cum isn’t enough for your insatiable appetite, I’ll provide you with more. I want you to meet Ransom and Bryce.”

Greedily you look over to the door to see two of Lloyd’s associates walk into the room. Dressed to impress. They were part of the upper class, and they were just as hungry for a good fucking as you. “She is nothing but a whore for my cock, gentleman. So I want to make sure that she is very satisfied. Pound into her. Bruise her, mark her, bite her, I don’t fucking care. The harder you go, the more that filthy little mouth whimpers, and that sloppy cunt grips you tight.”

Ransom, the older of the pair starts circling around you, like you were his prey. Bryce stands stunned. His baby blues checking to make sure your murderous boyfriend hadn’t put them in a trap. He would be easy to bend to your will.

“How do you want it?” your eyes pout up at the baby faced boy. Your finger goes into your mouth, sucking on the digit before pulling it out with a pop. The wet finger traces a trail around your tits, and Ransom does indeed pounce on you.

“I never thought I’d hear her say that, fuck, that’s hot,” Bryce shivers with anticipation.

Ransom’s muscular body rips off the flimsy little lingerie set that Lloyd had made you wear, and placing you on your knees, he growls at that shiny diamond butt plug in your tight little hole. Giving the diamond a few taps with his hand, he shutters at your whimpers.

Ransom’s face buries into your cunt. Eating you out deliciously from behind, while the more innocent Bryce stares on. “He’ll only hurt you if I tell him to,” Lloyd raises an eyebrow at Bryce, and can’t help but to laugh.

“Is that the problem boy? You better fuck her before I fuck you. I want my pretty little whore to have all her holes stuffed tonight. Get to fucking work.”

With a gulp, he begins to undress himself. Walking closer to you, and holds his cock in your face. Your eyes roll up to him, letting out a deep moan when Ransom’s tongue starts fucking into you.

“Suck it,” Bryce nervously demands.

“Mean it,” you tell him. Looking over at Lloyd, who gives you a satisfied smirk. His jeans pretty and tented, and still he refuses to touch himself.

“She likes you to take control. Be like Ransom. He’s eating her sloppy cunt like he’s starved. Slap her face with that fat cock.”

Bryce does just that. His silky skin slaps over your face, and you smile, chasing his pretty cock, because you want a taste. He holds his stance, and timidly takes your head in his hands, you give him a single nod, “If I want you to stop, I’ll let you know by screaming out S'more. Is that okay with you, sweet boy?”

“I’m not a sweet boy.”

“Prove it. Make me gag on your,” he stops your speech by slamming his cock into your mouth. His tip hits the back of your throat, and he gives you a moment to collect your thoughts. Before he’s shoving your head onto his member. The base collecting a pool of your spit.

“Nice and messy, just the way I like to see her. Drysdale, now that your pretty face is coated in her honey. Fuck her. I wanna see my Jellybean drowning in new cock.”

Ransom leans back, his large mitt wipes down his face, gathering up your arousal before he undresses.

You whine a bit at wanting to see him, knowing he’s hiding a lot under that sweater. Ransom doesn’t waist any time in stabbing into you. The men creating a perfect rhythm of pushing and pulling. Eyes rolling to the back of your head, as you let them take you apart. Ransom toys with that plug, taunting you, “You’re so fucking wet. Lloyd said you were a dirty little whore. Who gets what hole, pretty girl?”

Your only answer is gurgling over Bryce, and Lloyd finally has to take out his cock. Resorting to only slowly fisting himself at the sight of them using you.

“No, I want this ass now. Bryce, you and her sixty-nine, while I fuck her tight little hole. You want that Jellybean? Want a tiny taste of the grand finale?”

You give a tiny little head nod, and Bryce pulls his cock out of your mouth slowly. Moving to lay on the bed, and you crawl over him. Your eyes peeking at Ransom who lubes up that glorious cock. Pretty and pink, thick and veiny, and he knew how to use it.

Bryce’s face burrows in your cunt. Sucking on your sensitive little bean, while you have his cock for dinner. Your hand cupping his balls, and when he hums into your cunt, you about lose it.

Ransom takes time in taking out that plug. Watching your gaping hole beg him to enter you. Squirting on more lube onto your ass, straddling both you and Bryce. “I hope your face enjoys my ball sack on you, asshole,” he grunts out as he slowly sinks into your muscled channel. His voice making the prettiest sounds, and you mewl at the feeling.

You give a blissful smile to Lloyd, your hand still fisting Bryce as you turn to watch Ransom. His brows furrowed as he thrusts into your ass. Looking down at where the two of you connect, giving the swell of your rump a quick slap.

“My god, you are a dirty little slut. A desperate little whore. Lloyd can never keep you satisfied with how needy you always are for cock.”

“I’m not a cuck you fucking asshole.”

“You sure are watching me tear this ass up. Bryce is getting tea bagged, and he’s still moaning into her cunt. FUUUCKKK! Why have you been keeping her from us for so long? Just our little fuck doll. You need more than one man. We three can make sure you’re perfectly satisfied, huh?”

“Please, Lloyd?” you whine at him. “Pretty please, baby? I wanna be all your fuck dolls. Lloyd I want all my whore holes stuffed. Please.”

“You heard her,” Ransom pulls out of you, spitting down at your hole. “There ya go Bryce. I’m sure Lloyd wants that cunt. I’ll take her mouth this time.”

He leaves to go wash up, leaving Lloyd to walk over towards the bed, “I want that pretty ass on top of Bryce. We’re going to fuck you into oblivion, got it?”

Bryce lays there stunned, waiting on you to crawl over him. Letting Lloyd assist you in sinking your ass down on Bryce. Spreading your legs wide to show him your puffy petals. His hand rubs over your clit, before he settles in between your legs. His fat cock slowly enters your pussy, and you’re so delighted to feel him balls deep in your cunt.

He slots his mouth against yours, giving you a filthy kiss as he slowly pushes into you. Bryce pumping up just as slow and you cry at the feeling. “Don’t worry, Jellybean, we’re your savages now, and we’re going to have you pumped so full of cum. I know how you like it extra sloppy.”

With the return of Ransom, Lloyd has you laying back on Bryce, and Ransom goes to straddle your bodies. “I think Bryce-y boy likes my cock, huh?”

“I like fucking a whore better. Maybe I’ll fuck you next,” Ransom gives a little shrug before he slaps his cock all over your face.

“When I push into you, you better find something to hold on to.”

Your fingers grip at the sheets, bracing yourself as Ransom waits for you to flatten your tongue. Giving you a sinister smirk before pounding into your throat. With his fast pace, Lloyd and Bryce join in. Your holes at that moment, used for their enjoyment, and you go weak thinking about it.

Your juices creating a huge mess on the bed. Your mascara all but ruined, and your cry at the feeling of being so full, so stretched, and so satisfied. The new men following Lloyd’s lead, and he is relentless in his motions. You’re sure that you’re literally being split in half, and your walls clench down on Lloyd and Bryce.

“Holy fucking shit!” Bryce screams, his eyes squeezing shut when he’s the first to come. Your ass filled with his hot creamy essence, but Ransom and Lloyd race for their release. Your eyes drift closed, and Ransom is the next to blow his load. Shooting his spunk to the back of your throat. Upon pulling out, his cum bubbles out of your mouth, but he wipes it up with his finger to shove back in your mouth. “You’re beautiful. Such a beautiful little slut for us.”

Lloyd makes a few more pounding thrusts, when your tight walls won’t allow him to take anymore. Seizing around his dick and milking him dry.

When he lets the younger men crawl off of you, he knocks your legs to the side, spreading you wide open, and they all watch as their seed drifts out of your swollen and used holes. Moaning at just how pretty you look. Blissed the fuck out.

Lloyd wipes the beads of sweat off his head, and gives your sensitive folds a slap, “We gotta do this more often, because that’s the first time I haven’t seen her begging for more. You wanna keep these two douchebags?” you can only nod, but he gets the point. “Fine, I guess you’re her little pets. Her personable fuck toys when I need to work.”

“Wait,” Bryce complains. “I thought she was ours?”

“I knew there was a damn catch.”

“She is mine,” Lloyd snorts. “Only mine. But I had to make someone hers. You are for her enjoyment, but lucky for you, she wants to be used and abused. Now, if you’ll excuse us, I need to ease her back down. Don’t go far. I’m sure she’ll want to ride a dick in an hour or so.”

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[royalsweetteaa]

Title: Perfect like that

Pairing: Bryce Langley x gf!reader

WARNING - The following fic contains: explicit smut, unprotected sex, sexual tension/dirty talk, oral sex (F receiving), sexual touches, body insecurity, insecure!reader, comfort, fluff, cuddle/kisses/touches.

Summary: You have a body insecurity, particularly with your stomach and Bryce won’t allow it.

It was like any other Saturday evening where you and your boyfriend would relax on the couch, binge watch interesting TV shows while having the villa for yourselves as Bryce’s parents were out on events.

You were curled up together, laying relaxed on the big couch and Bryce had been particularly touchy with his hands, squeezing and grabbing non-sexually on wherever your tits and cunt wasn’t. It was like he was just doing it out of curiosity with his head empty, but his observing mind had quickly turned back on when he noticed the soft flesh he just grabbed had disappeared bellow your breasts. He thought he had imagined it at first, so when he didn’t touch there for a good minute and reached for that part again, he had caught your stomach being sucked in.

“Stop that…” Bryce groaned, almost with annoyance, and when he caught your frown in confusion, he continued, “You keep sucking in your stomach whenever I touch you there. You don’t have to do that. Not ever and especially not around me…”

“I’m sorry?” You half apologized, “It’s just something I do automatically….”

“I have noticed.” Bryce mumbled, out of disappointment but it wasn’t aimed at you. He had indeed noticed from previous times whenever he would wrap his arms around you, his hands landing on your stomach which would have you retract your belly through an inhale. The only time you didn’t do that was during sex, when it was too hard for you to suck it in. Bryce showed no mercy in bed, the way you like it anyway, - but that was why you could never avoid exhaling heavily and letting yourself loosen up.

“Why do you feel the need to do that? Does your stomach make you feel bad about yourself in any way?” Bryce asked, sounding concerned. “Because I can fucking assure you right now that there is nothing wrong with having a stomach. It keeps your organs safe, baby. A little fat hurts nobody either.”

You sigh, knowing already this would be a longer topic but you supposed it was perhaps good to express yourself to him about this insecurity of yours. “It’s not like it’s on my mind all the time but…yeah, I suppose you could say I don’t like having the extra fat. Back in high school it was a big topic. It didn’t help that the girls were the ones talking about it all the time, - always bringing a measure every week to check if their waists have expanded or not.”

Bryce scoffed, finding what he was hearing to be absolutely outrageous. “Psh, see I knew it’s the girls who be making other girls insecure. It’s such a silly thing. ‘Ve never heard of a guy criticizing a girl for having a stomach.”

Oh, if only you knew, you thought, rolling your eyes at his wrongly judged statement. “Well, ironically it was the boys in my class who directly called me and other girls ‘fatsies’. That was when I first started sucking in my stomach.”

You felt Bryce’s grip tightened around you, the moment you mentioned there were what you could consider as male bullies harassing you back in the day. “You mean to tell me guys are responsible behind this exact tendency? Give me their names right now, I’m going to give them a piece of my mind and make them disappear.”

You giggled as you shook your head, the bad memories had already left your mind as you found his response somewhat humorous. “That’s not necessary. They don’t matter to me. The only man’s opinion I’ll listen to is yours because you’re a proper man, Bryce.”

He laughed, “Yeah, I am a very proper, intelligent man, so let me be very clear again - this?” Bryce pointed with his eyes as he began stroking your stomach. “This soft, fluffy flesh shouldn’t be a burden. Like I said, all it’s doing is keeping your organs safe. That’s all it is. It’s nothing to feel bad about, whatsoever.” He said, his smile telling honest reassurance to you.

“- And who knows, one day it’ll keep someone else safe too. And even then you’ll look gorgeous, sexy, beautiful, no matter what. You’re just that perfect.” Bryce huskily complimented you as he began to do a circling motion with his hand on your tummy.

You giggled when he pulled in to give your nose a kiss, and he massaged your tummy properly to give you a nice feeling.

Your eyes didn’t leave his putty hands, and you felt yourself become flustered with how affectionate he was treating that one part of your body that you never dared to look at for long in the mirror.

His eyes had darkened when you met his eyes again, and he continued in a more whispering tone; “Plus, when you’re letting loose and I’m still able to see my dick bulging through, - that is always the hottest fucking sight. Strokes my ego in a way like no other.”

“Bryce..” you involuntarily moaned his name as his hand slid down from your stomach, and he cupped your crotch. Your neck was then attacked by his mouthy suckles, making you yelp as you grabbed his shoulders.

His fingers had found its way and he slipped two into your wet cunt right away, knowing he had trained your pussy well to take it. His body was now hovering above you, trapping you under him with one hand working you up as the other unzipped his pants to relieve his hardened cock.

Your underwear and pajamas were quick to be dropped on the floor, your eagerness showing from both parties as you desperately made out.

When your mouths briefly disconnected, he didn’t hold back his filthy mouth. “Mmmh, you’re gonna take my fat cock like a good girl while I fuck the insecurity out of you, baby. Gonna make you want to worship your own body by the end of the night..” he promised, his cock already making home in your cunt as he pushed himself inside.

Bryce’s hands was on your stomach throughout the whole session, sometimes putting pressure by pressing to make you really feel him in there. He didn’t stop praising you, telling you over and over again through every rhythm how beautiful you are and how much he adores every inch of you. He brought you and himself to orgasm, - only after he got you to say it yourself.

“Say you’re my pretty girl, or else I’ll stop... Fucking say it right now.” He ordered through gritted teeth, fucking you harder into the couch.

You cried out when his tip hit your G-spot, and there was no way you could deny him when you desperately needed to chase your orgasm.

“F-Fine!” You stuttered through a whine. “I-I’m your pretty girl, Bryce! Oh fuuuck!!”

He pulled out after you came, painting his load on your thigh with a prideful smirk. The drawer beside the couch contained wipes, and he reached out and took some to clean you up.

When the clean up was done, Bryce pecked on the naked skin of your tummy a few times before he lied beside you, kissing you more before he pulled you close to him.

You were very relaxed, your whole body loose from being tense, including your tummy. Thanks to Bryce, you could finally feel content about it.

N/A: Left for some time but I have somewhat returned with short writing!

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[georgiapeach30513]

Debauched, Deranged, & Defiled: Part 3, Bryce Langley

Summary:  Bryce likes having an audience

Pairings:  Bryce Langley X Reader X Justin Capshaw

Rating:  explicit

Warnings:  explicit language, explicit sexual content, unprotected sex, D/s dynamics, degradation, oral sex (M receiving), slapping, two way mirror, drool, spit, choking, neck bulge kink, tears, sucking, anal play, creampie, mentions of future anal sex between two men, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  1.7K

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You know the rules. Know that everyone gets a turn, but tonight was different. Tonight there was going to be a new one joining in. Bryce had talked a big game about his friend Justin for quite some time. And now was the time to bring him in.

You kneel waiting in Bryce’s room, right in front of the two way mirror. Voyeurism was Bryce’s thing. He wanted everyone to have a show. The door handle slowly tilts down, and you give your ass a little wiggle, staring wide eyed waiting on him. He shoves Justin into the room, and the boy stumbles down in front of you. “Don’t touch her, until I tell you to.”

Bryce walks closer to you, tilting your head back at him, “You always look prettiest when you’re a dumb slut waiting on my cock,” your body gives a shimmy in excitement, he was worked up.

Reaching your hands to his pants, he slaps them back down, “Look at her. Such a slut she can’t even wait to suck my balls and choke on my cock, can you? She’s a filthy little slut, huh?”

“Yes, sir,” your eyes drift up to him, and you give him a pout.

“Wanna show Justin what that whore mouth is for? Go on, tell him.”

“It’s for sucking cock,” his hand grazes down your cheek and you preen at the feeling.

“Take me out,” hurriedly, your hands reach back for his pants. Undoing his button and sliding down his zipper. Your mouth connects to his lower stomach, kissing and licking along his vein. You needed to see where it landed.

Making out with his pelvis, while he smiles over at Justin, “She really is a slut goddess with her mouth, but that fucking cunt, it’s magical. She doesn’t say no. My god,” he moans, looking back down at you. You had licked your way down to the base of his cock. “Fucking tease.”

He pulls down his pants and boxers, letting that pretty cock bounce in your face. Tilting up his shaft, you lick on the underside, following that vein. Right to the tip, where you tongue his slit. Gathering up his precum, before spitting it right back on him.

Drifting lower you suck his balls in your mouth, watching that pretty boy go weak in the knees. “Such a fucking slut. Show Justin how wet you are.”

Spreading your thighs, you let your finger drift to your core, holding it up for the baby faced killer to see. “Taste her. She’s fucking amazing,” Justin does just that. His tongue circles around your fingers, and he whimpers at your taste. “I think I found you one to play with, sweetheart. Go on, suck my cock. I wanna see it.”

You know exactly what he wants to see, but you enjoy it when he gets good and frustrated. Not listening to him, gets a smack across your face, and you let his saliva soaked balls fall from your mouth, “I said I wanted to see it, you cock slut!”

Licking a long stripe up his length, you suck on his spongy tip. Your hand fisting him, and he finally smiles. “There’s a good pretty slut. Flatten that tongue. It’s been a rough evening.”

Pulling off of him with a pop, you tilt your head back and flatten your tongue. Bryce spits down into your mouth, before he slowly inches his cock in. Not stopping until he hits the back of your mouth, and then he shoves past, and into your throat.

Tears rim your eyes, and you gag over him. Drool drips past your lips, and he pulls out. Doing it again, making you wait, lungs burning with a need for air, but his hand rubs on the bulge in your throat.

“See?” he says to Justin, still looking at you. “She wants it all. It’s never enough,” his fist wraps around your throat, and a salacious moan reverberates in the room. Mascara tears stain your face, and he waits until you tap on his leg, before pulling out. Gasping for air, and wiping up your drool.

“She’s such a sloppy little slut. You ready for me to fuck your face?”

“Yes, please, sir,” you grip tight to his ass, letting Bryce crash into your mouth over and over again. Getting deeper with every thrust, his pelvis hitting your nose hard with each pound into.

“Ahh! Dammit! Fuck me!” he screams slapping your face before pushing you to the floor. Racing to the bed, where he lays down expectantly. His hand stroking on his cock. “Face towards the mirror. We’re going to have some fun with Justin.”

The poor boy’s pants were swollen, and he looked so uncomfortable, you wanted to baby him, so much. “Get your cock sucking ass over here,” he demands.

You take off your clothes as you walk to him, leaving Justin to whimper again, when you straddle Bryce. Giving him a glimpse of your pussy, before you grab his cock, and sink down to the root. Sitting up straight, you wiggle your tits at the mirror.

“Who’s watching?”

“The desperate one, Nick. I believe Ransom, and Chase. C’mere Justin,” Justin walks closer to you, and Bryce slaps harshly on your tits. “Suck on them. Let’s see if she gets off from that, and my cock stuck in her.”

Timidly Justin starts to lean forward, licking his lips hungrily, “Help him out,” Bryce growls, and you shove Justin’s face on your tit.

He was new, but eager. Sucking on your pebbled peak like a shy boy. Those puppy dog eyes staring up at you in wonder. You play with your other tit with a smirk, “There’s two, puppy,” he sucks a bit harder at the nickname, “Give me your hand,” reaching towards his hand, you place it on your tit.

With your hand over his, you show him how to knead your tit. Showing him how to tweak the nipple. “Switch,” he does as he’s told.  This time much more sure of his movements.  Kitten licking your bud, before sinking down for a hard suck.

Crawling onto the bed to get closer, and Bryce slaps at your clit, “This cunt is fluttering around me, Pup. You’re doing good. Blocking the fucking view though,” he moves slightly to the side, and Bryce slaps at you again. Letting you meekly smile down at Justin as he really gets into sucking your tit. Not having to be told to switch. Just wanting to explore your body.

“She’s so fucking wet. A little cock slut,” Bryce pushes up into you, and you cling to Justin for support.

Your hand palming the young man over his pants, and you can feel him twitch under you. Bryce with his random thrusts up into you, and Justin just learning how to use his mouth. Even his hand drifts to your clit, and he rubs tight circles on it. Everyone works in tandem, until you start hunching on Bryce for some added friction.

Justin bites down hard on your nipple, and you feel him make a mess of his pants. “That was fucking beautiful,” Bryce chastises. “If you want her to be a needy bitch and clean you up, while she fucks me she will. If not, move aside. I need to see my cock stretch this pitiful little cum dump.”

“Lay down, baby,” with a gulp, Justin settles himself between Bryce’s legs. , spreading them wide, and you lean forward. Bouncing over Bryce’s cock, and he slaps at your ass. Spreading your cheeks apart to see your puckered hole.

You lick up Justin’s spend on his pants, your hands rubbing along his soft chest, and you yelp when you feel Bryce’s thick thumb press through your tight rim.

“Fucking hell,” you hear someone groan on the other side of the mirror. “She always looks best when all her whore holes are being stimulated,” Ransom. He got off having something in every part of you. “Needy fucking whore. She loves being filled full.”

Bryce uses his free hand to slam you down harder on his cock, his sweet little moans tell you what a wet mess you’re making on him. Bryce loves it sloppy. Loves when you squirt on him, loves when you create those wet spots on his bed. Your sloppy juices is his job well done.

“Alright,” he growls, needing a readjust. “Hands back here, so I can stab into you,” lifting yourself up, you lean back. Hands behind you, and you lift yourself off him slightly. Bryce drives into you with such force, you start to see stars. Your juices leak down onto the bed below, and you see Justin watching hungrily.

“Lick it up you fucking needy pup,” Bryce grunts, and Justin leans down, his tongue licking along Bryce’s cock and your clit. Those puppy dog eyes staring up at you. Your desperate mewls makes Bryce slam harder into you. With a punch to the mirror, Justin steps back.

Screaming up a filthy prayer knowing that four men are watching you get fucked out. It’s the most beautiful symphony of depravity. Your squelching pussy, Bryce’s labored grunts, Justin’s desperate whimpers, and even the men on the other side egging Bryce on.

Your walls clench down around Bryce, and he gives another slap to your bundle of nerves. “Milk me dry. That’s what they want. They want that money shot so they can see what a cumslut you are for us. Just. A. Fucking. Cum. Dump,” punctuating every word with a slap to your little bean has you screaming and trying to close your legs.

Just when you think you can’t handle anymore, Bryce’s spunk fills you up to the brim, and you let your body collapse on top of him. He pulls his cock out of your swollen pussy, and lets your releases trickle out of you. “Justin, you have a decision to make. Who’s fucking you, while you fuck this slut baby.”

“Does she not get to choose?”

“No, she’s our dumb baby we get to fuck. Look at her. Blissed out, and dripping of cum. It’s how she likes it. You decide. Could let Freezy have your virgin hole, or maybe Lloyd, or would you want Ransom. Decisions, decisions.”

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[royalsweetteaa]

C.E. MASTERLIST

Steve Rogers masterlist

Ransom Drysdale masterlist

Johnny Storm masterlist

Ari Levinson

Oneshots

Blurred lines - Professor!Ari Levinson x student!reader

Summary: your relationship with your social science professor has blurred lines and you start having feelings for him. Question is if the feelings are mutual.

Drabbles

A wanted step - Ari Levinson x reader

Summary: Ari wants you pregnant, but you have yet to have a talk about when you would stop taking your birth control pills.

Jake Jensen

Oneshots

Mama’s boy - sub!virgin!Jake Jensen x mommy!reader

Summary: You take Jake’s virginity and discover he has a mommy kink in the process.

(Idea by @whoore-for-stucky)

Hey, kitty kitty - Jake Jensen x reader

Summary: Jake comes home to a nice surprise from his kitty.

Bryce Langley

Oneshots

Just like animals - soft!dark!Bryce Langley x reader

Summary: You spend your summer vacation with your childhood friend, Bryce Langley, and learn about his new obsession of questioning morals which otherwise really shouldn’t be questioned. How will he respond when you put him to the test?

His sunflower - stepbrother!Bryce Langley x reader

Summary: After a long lasting scandalous ‘friends with benefits’ relationship with your stepbrother Bryce, you decide it’s best to put it to an end, especially now that you have another guy on your love radar.

Drabbles

Perfect like that - Bryce Langley x gf!reader

Summary: You have a body insecurity, particularly with your stomach and Bryce won’t allow it.

Andy Barber

Oneshots

Daddy replacement - sugar daddy!Andy Barber x sugar baby!reader

Summary: Andy takes care of his sugar baby who has daddy issues.

Drabbles

You’re enough - Andy Barber x depressed!reader

Summary: Andy comforts you during your lowest.

COMMON ROOM

One-shots

(threesome/polygamy/love triangle relationship)

Clever compromises - Ransom Drysdale x reader x Jake Jensen

Summary: Yours and Ransom’s sex life is almost non-existent as you’re having a hard time not feeling intimidated by Ransom during sex. He turns to Jake for good advice, but Ransom thinks more than Jake’s helpful words will be needed from him.

Shameless ménage - dark!stepfather!Andy barber x innocent!naive!reader x dark!soft!Johnny Storm

Summary: You live with two men in the house; your stepdad, - Andy Barber who had married your mother before she had passed away, and Johnny Storm, - who Andy is the Godfather of. What you once called a family was turning into a household full of malice intentions.

HCs WITH THE CEVANS CHARACTERS

cevans characters & reaction to sudden affections

(Idea by @silelda )

cevans characters & calling them ‘pretty boy’

cevans characters & catching them crying

cevans characters & life after marriage

(Idea by @femefetalelevelingup )

ce characters & reaction to Y/N flinching

cevans characters & tier list of top/bottom/switch

cevans characters & catching them masturbating

cevans characters & size differences/size kink

cevans characters & reaction to reader teasing them

(Idea by @elle14-blog1 )

cevans characters & loosing your virginity to them

cevans characters & giving your first blowjob

(Idea by @elle14-blog1 )

cevans characters & reader’s first time of using the safe word

(Idea by @elle14-blog1 )

cevans characters & reacting to pregnancy/how they will act during pregnancy period

cevans characters & having a daughter

cevans characters & huge age gap relationship

◼️ DARK HC THEMES ◼️

cevans characters & ignoring the safe word

cevans characters & unhealthy/toxic/dark behaviors

cevans characters & taking virginity of innocent/naive reader

cevans characters & having you as their basement wife trope

AU MASTERLIST

Our little farm - Farm AU ft. Bull hybrid!Ransom Drysdale x reader & bull hybrid!Ari Levinson x reader

Collaboration with @imyourbratzdoll

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[royalsweetteaa]

This is a sad thought but what about a HC where y/n catches the men crying? How will they respond? :(

NOOOO please this will break my heart but I’m kind of craving some angst so…I guess I want my heart broken. What I’m kind of gathering is they were lowkey trying to ‘hide themselves’ from reader while crying so I’ll write their reactions of being caught as they’re high on sad emotions.

Pairing: cevans characters x gf!reader

Ransom Drysdale

Ransom would turn his face away, hoping you hadn’t noticed anything different about him, but he quickly realizes you had seen him and he would let out a shaky sigh. “Fuck,…you weren’t supposed to see me like this..” He says while chuckling, but it’s forced as he’s just feeling very awkward about the situation, on top of his sadness. He hasn’t shown his vulnerability to anyone since he was a child, so it takes a lot to swallow his pride and accept he has been caught, - though he doesn’t mind as much as expected since it’s only you, his girl, who’s witnessing him in such a vulnerable state. He’d still play off relaxed and carefree to cover up his internal breakdown.

Johnny Storm

Johnny would be like a deer in headlights, and deny he was crying, saying something in the lines of; “-I’m fine! Hahah, I’m not crying, I just…I had something in my eye and…” his voice is choked before he can complete his sentence and he swallows a sob as his fake smile fades, facing with the fact that he had been caught being vulnerable. “Shit…this is embarrassing. I’m not supposed to cry,…I..- I’m a hero for fuck’s sake.” He’ll say, more tears spilling than he can wipe off. He isn’t good at hiding his emotions - just like his excitement and pride, his sadness isn’t easy to cover up when it hits hard.

Steve Rogers

Steve wouldn’t intentionally hide his sorrow away from you. It would be more like he had in a moment of thinking while alone started crying as something bugs him, and if you show up while that happens, he’ll be straight up honest about it. “It’s just one of those days…don’t worry about it, my love. I’ll be…I’ll be fine.” Steve explains reassuringly, not wanting to get into the details yet as he’s letting the tears fall. He doesn’t have a shaky nor hoarse voice, - the tears are the only proof he’s in a sad mood. He’s very composed, but that doesn’t level down his sorrow compared to the others.

Jake Jensen

Jake would be embarrassed if caught while shedding tears but he would be the first one to seek your comfort. First thing he would do when he realizes you’re in his presence is to do a double take before he stands up, slowly walks over to you and hugging you tightly, only if you’ll allow him to. “I’m feeling so fucking down and…fuck, I thought I could contain it but I can’t anymore…” He’ll admit, feeling weak but he knows he’s safe being vulnerable with you.

Bryce Langley

Bryce would be defensive once he realizes he’s caught in a moment of his sorrow, but not in a mean way. “Nothing’s wrong,….I want to be alone.” He would simply say, at loss of other words as he feels another layer of emotion beyond sadness; shame. He doesn’t express his unhappiness much, and he’s usually the one to be so upbeat and make people feel better. So when he’s seen like this even in front of his girlfriend for the first time, it’s as if he feels like he’s failed her of keeping that usual positive persona.

Andy Barber & Ari Levinson

Andy and Ari would respond to you catching them crying somewhat similar. They would first take note of your worried face and they would wipe their faces dry as they respond something in the lines of, “Sorry sweetie, don’t mean to worry you. My thoughts are kind of running at the moment and…well, this is a result of that…”, wanting to reassure you there’s no ‘catastrophe’ going on. They’re aware they don’t cry often, and they can imagine your mind wandering when you catch them in such a state. While they only moments ago were feeling upset about something, their concern is moved over to you, which may be the reason why they don’t find themselves crying much anyway. The times they do cry though is when they feel very vulnerable, but not too vulnerable to hide their feelings away from you.

Bonus: You would of course in response of all these comfort them like the good girlfriend you are, and they would appreciate that very much (some probably not in the heat of the moment *cough cough* Ransom & Bryce *cough cough* but in the end they certainly would)!

Hearts & Reblogs are very appreciated! <3

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[the-iceni-bitch]

QUICK ALL NONNIES ASSEMBLE AND SCREAM FOR AUGUST; PLEASE NATALIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Alright, just a little peek 😈

Warnings for pussywarming, dom/sub dynamics, mommy kink, daddy kink, m/m/f relationship, handjob, light bondage, no minors!

August rolled his neck on his shoulders as he walked through the front door, grinning as he tossed his jacket aside and heard soft whines coming from the living room, strolling in to find you stretched over the couch with your little brat’s head buried between your thighs.

“I’m guessing he wouldn’t shut up even after I left, fox.” August wrapped his hand loosely around your neck and tilted your head back so he could brush his lips over yours, chuckling when Bryce just let out another whimper from between your legs. “Poor dumb thing just doesn’t like the word no.”

“I’m guessing he wouldn’t shut up even after I left, fox.” August wrapped his hand loosely around your neck and tilted your head back so he could brush his lips over yours, chuckling when Bryce just let out another whimper from between your legs. “Poor dumb thing just doesn’t like the word no.”

“He really thought he should’ve been allowed to go with you, even after the shit show he almost started last time.” You bit your lip and groaned into August’s mouth when Bryce’s tongue swiped over your clit. “It was either this or tying him up with panties shoved in his mouth, and I figured I should get something for having to listen to him whine nonstop for two hours.”

“Of course.” August rested his stubbled cheek on the top of your head and sank beside you on the couch, grabbing Bryce by his hair and yanking his head back so he could finally take a deep, ragged breath as he rested his cheek against your thigh. “He actually do good and make you come, or was he just keeping you warm for me, fox?”

“No, he did good once he finally shut the fuck up.” You purred when August curled a hand around your breast as he stroked Bryce’s cheek with his thumb, the blonde just panting as he gazed between the two of you with wild eyes. “Got a little bit dumb about an hour ago though, think he came untouched and it messed him up.”

August gave a rich laugh when he caught sight of the sticky white stain that covered Bryce’s stomach, the younger man whimpering when August slipped his thumb between his lips and he immediately started suckling on it. Bryce wasn’t even fighting his bonds anymore, letting his hands rest cradled against his chest while August traced the curve of his wet, swollen, red lips with an appreciative growl while Bryce’s eyes fluttered closed.

“Did you apologize to your Mommy, boy?” August hummed when you licked a stripe up the side of his neck, tutting when Bryce shook his head with a small mewl. “What are you waiting for?”

“I’m sorry I wasn’t quiet when you asked, Mommy.” Bryce groaned when August dragged his hand down to cup his jaw, his cock starting to twitch against his thigh as August stroked the curve of his cheek with his thumb. “I’ll listen better, I promise.”

“Mm, I forgive you baby, you make sure you keep that promise.” You leaned forward and softly brushed your lips over Bryce’s as he let out a relieved sigh, squeezing the thick outline of August’s cock over his trousers before rising to your feet as he let his hand slide down to your ass. “I have to finish the prep for that new club acquisition, hammer, but you come find me once you’re finished and you put him away, need to get fucked.”

“A’course fox.” August kissed your wrist and slapped your ass before watching you walk away, turning his attention back to Bryce and leaning forward on his knees as the younger man drew in a deep breath of anticipation. “I undo those ropes, you gonna keep being good?”

“Yes, Daddy, please, I’ll be your good boy.” Bryce groaned when August slid the ropes from around his chest and down his arms, fighting the urge to touch his Daddy right away and resting his hands on his own thighs as he eyed August’s bulge with a hungry lick of his lips. “What do you want from me, Daddy?”

“Oh, very good boy.” August leaned back with a grin as Bryce preened at the praise, tucking his lip between his teeth and rolling his hips lazily as he cocked his head at the blonde. “Let’s give that mouth of yours a break, honey, use those hands of yours to make your Daddy feel good.”

Bryce dove forward and worked furiously to undo August’s fly, letting out a thin, high whine when he finally pulled out his daddy’s thick, heavy cock and fighting the urge to follow Daddy’s instructions and not lean down to lick up the pearly liquid that was already leaking from his slit. Instead, he smeared his thumb through it, slowly dragging his fist down August’s length as he rested his cheek on the older man’s thigh and gazed at him through his lashes.

August let out a purr that rumbled through his whole body when Bryce brought his other hand down to roll his balls through his palm, hissing when the blonde gave them a squeeze that made his cock jump in his grip. Bryce whimpered when August ran his fingers through his hair, his hand moving faster over August’s length as he rolled closer to his daddy and licking his lips as he watched even more precum dribble from his swollen crown.

“Shit, still want a taste every after spending all afternoon with a mouthful of your mommy, huh?” August chuckled when Bryce just huffed and ran his nose over the crease in August’s hip. “Alright, can’t help but spoil you a little when you’re being so good, get your taste, honey.”

Bryce hummed when he finally wrapped his lips around August’s weeping tip, watching the man’s face closely as he suckled at his sensitive head while his hands kept working his length and his sack the way he knew would drive him crazy. He hollowed his cheeks and August let his head drop back with a murmured “fuck”, his balls tightening in Bryce’s palm as his hips rocked towards the younger man’s face slowly as he drew him quickly towards his peak.

“That’s it… Ah, shit!” August groaned when Bryce squeezed his base at the same time his tongue traced over his slit, his eyes falling closed and his giant tightening in blonde hair as he gave a few short jerks of his hips while he shot his thick load against the roof of Bryce’s mouth. “Take all of it, Jesus, that’s fucking good. C’mere, baby, show me you got it all. What do we say?”

“Thank you, Daddy.” Bryce sighed as he leaned back and let his mouth fall open, pressing his cheek into August’s touch and purring as he stuck out his tongue when his Daddy leaned close to make sure he’d swallowed like a good boy.

“You’re welcome, precious.” August drew him to his feet and chuckled into his hair when Bryce wobbled on his feet, holding the younger man up and cooing as he let out more needy whines and ground his newly hard cock against August’s hip on instinct. “Let’s get you cleaned up and taken care of. See how much better it is when you behave?”

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