#but my right hand is fucked to hell due to my out of control finger rubbing

[chiaraanatra]

Intoxicating

∘₊✧────✧₊∘ ! 18+ MINORS DNI ! ∘₊✧───✧₊∘

Summary: Anakin just cant help himself.

Warnings: SMUT, dom!reader, sub!ani, mentions of male masturbation, panties (stealing, sniffing, used as gag), mild somno (kinda?[he steals your panties while your asleep]), hand job, mentions of fingering(f), overstimulation(m), orgasm control(?), scent kink(?), pet names (reader calls Ani baby, puppy & sweetheart). IDK what to tell you, Ani and reader are little perverts! No use of Y/N. (Let me know if I missed anything.)

Word Count: 1.2k

AN: Think of this as a belated May 4th gift! Apparently I think any character played by Hayden is just a panty thief. I'm not sorry. Thank you to my wonderful boyfriend for being the inspiration for this! Jay, your dirty dreams are truly an inspiration!

《 m.list || ao3 》

At what point do I just accept that sleep isn't going to happen...?

Anakin woke up next to you hard as a rock with a sheen of sweat covering his body. He wanted to just go back to sleep, he really did, but the only thought on his mind was how desperate he was to cum. How he needed to cum.

He tried to be discreet, palming himself through his boxers in an attempt to ease the harsh ache he felt while trying not to wake you. His eyes followed the streams of light coming through the curtains as they illuminated your peaceful form sleeping quietly next to him.

As if on cue, your body shifted and the sheets that once covered you now left you exposed. Anakin couldn't help but stare as the only thing covering you was a pair of cute cotton panties.

Of course, the thought crossed his mind. Maybe I could just... "Fuck..." He shook his head trying to shake the idea from his head. Little good that did.

Before he could register his movements, he slowly made his way closer to you. He didn't want to wake you just to appease his own perversions, but they were right there, squeezed against your plush hips, and he knew that your scent would send him straight over the edge.

He started to slowly ease the tight fabric off your body. He groaned when he noticed the patch of wetness left behind by your weeping pussy, the sight only causing his lust and need to grow. He continued to move the fabric over your hips, down the soft skin of your thighs, and over your pretty little legs and feet.

Finally, he had them.

Anakin wasted no time bringing the fabric to his face, inhaling deeply before moving his boxers down so he could stroke his cock.

Your scent was beyond intoxicating. No amount of alcohol or drugs could compare to the euphoria that your scent brought. Anakin could feel himself getting closer and closer, not only due to sheer sensory overload but also the perverseness of his actions.

His eyes were screwed shut feeling himself so close to reaching his peak. He was so overwhelmed that he didn't feel the bed shift under your weight as you moved. He only noticed your presence when he felt a soft hand touch his chest. His eyes shot open, a mixture of fear and embarrassment occupying his blown pupils. He was met with a devious little grin and utter delight plastered all over your face.

"You are such a little pervert. Stealing my panties to try and get yourself off..." Your voice was mocking and sultry, doing nothing to ease his embarrassment or how hard he still was. "Well... did it work?"

Anakin couldn't bring himself to meet your gaze, still embarrassed he was only able to shake his head.

"Aww, do you need help baby?" Anakin could only nod, "Let me help you."

You moved to rest your back against the headboard and spread your legs. "Lay your back against my chest." Anakin sat between your legs, strong back pressed against your chest. Your hands roamed over his skin with feather-light touches. Gods, your touch made hell seem cold.

Anakin’s breath hitched when your hand finally made its way to his dripping cock. You started slow, painfully slow.

“Faster…” His request came out more as a groan.

“What was that, Ani?” you leaned closer to his ear, “You’re not in any position to be making demands, sweetheart. A pervert like you should be thankful for what I’m willing to give.”

“I’m sorry… I-I ju- mmph!”

You cut him off, shoving your panties in his mouth, “Gods! You are making so much noise, puppy.”

At that moment, all thoughts left Anakin as he was swallowed by pleasure. Muffled moans made their way past the fabric in his mouth. Even quieted, they sounded so desperate and needy. All Anakin wanted to do was cum, he could feel himself getting so close but not able to quite get himself to fall off the edge.

You could tell he was struggling, “Aww, you're trying so hard puppy...” Your mocking tone only made his eyes roll back as his head made contact with your shoulder. “I know what will help.” He could hear the mischief in your tone. What he didn’t notice was you reaching between you, running your fingers along your slit before fingering yourself, just enough to coat your digits with your wetness, knowing that it would push him right over the edge.

You held your glistening fingers up to Anakin’s nose. You smelled divine, so intense. “Open, puppy.” He did just that allowing you to remove your panties from his mouth before replacing the fabric with your fingers.

Anakin groaned at the taste of you in his mouth, you could feel his body tense and his cock twitching. You tasted so good, so sweet. Anakin wanted more but he was distracted by the waves of pleasure that enveloped my body and the familiar feeling of pressure build up.

You continued your brutal pace, fingering Anakin’s mouth with one hand while fucking his cock with the other. Only you got to see this side of Anakin and Gods, he was never prettier than when he was falling apart in your hands.

You kissed his neck, “You wanna cum for me, puppy?”

“Mmhmm” Anakin tried to reply, before giving you a small nod as he continued to run his tongue along your delicate fingers with fervent desperation.

You pressed one more kiss to his neck, “Cum.” As your simple command left your lips, you bit down hard on the juncture between Anakin’s neck and shoulder.

Anakin’s body tensed as his orgasm washed over him like a tidal wave, his cum spilling over your hand. You removed the hand that was in his mouth moving it to wrap partially around his throat. You angled him so you could continue to leave open mouth kisses and bites along his neck and shoulder.

The pace of the hand still on his cock slowed but you weren’t ready to stop yet, despite the soft protests that left Ani’s lips. “I can’t, I-I can't… Please I can't…” You two had a safe word for a reason, if he really wanted you to stop he would tell you. Till that word was spoken, You couldn’t help but overstimulate him just a little. Anything to hear those pretty little whimpers pass his beautiful lips.

Your torture came to an end eventually, much to Anakin’s dismay, though he would never admit it.

Anakin shifted his position so that you were no longer behind him. He watched as you moved off the bed to stand in front of him. “You did so good for me puppy,” his heart skipped at your praise and the smile that graced your features. “Why don’t we get cleaned up and get some more sleep?”

Before you could completely move away from him, Anakin gently grabbed your wrist. You looked back in confusion and worry, “What’s wrong Ani? Did I push you too hard?”

He shook his head, flushed cheeks and fucked out expression still present on his face. “Can… Can I have a kiss... Please?”

“Oh, of course, baby.” You leaned down pressing your lips against his. The kiss was soft and gentle with lips moving slowly in tandem with one another. You were the one to break the kiss, knowing Anakin would be content to kiss you like that for the next ten lifetimes at the very least. “Let’s get cleaned up and when we're back in bed, I’ll kiss every inch of that handsome face of yours.”

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Taglist: @bimbo-baggins86 @daisydark @espinathena-17 @Ineedtosusoutmyreadinglist

𝑊𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑏𝑒 𝑡𝑎𝑔𝑔𝑒𝑑? 𝐿𝑒𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 💜

#anakin skywalker #modern!anakin #modern!ani #anakin skywalker x reader #anakin skywalker x you #star wars #sw anakin #sw fanfic #star wars fanfiction #star wars prequels #sw rots #sw aotc #hayden christensen #hayden christensen x reader #ssw24 #anakin smut #anakin skywalker smut #anakin x reader #anakin fanfiction #anakin skywalker x reader smut #anakin x you #star wars anakin #hayden christensen fanfiction #hayden christensen smut #hayden christensen imagine #hayden christensen x you #kenobi series #obi wan kenobi series #rots #kenobi

[psychoticwillgraham]

im trying to find tips on what to use for upper back and neck pain (from my ribs to my neck with most of being centered right under the base of my neck/shoulder blade area), but I can’t find literally anything. i tried using the cane mom had at home as a test run going in and out of the kitchen, but it makes the pain so much worse. do I need a wheelchair? bc I can’t stand up for more than a minute at a time without my legs shaking and trembling so bad that they nearly give out, and the aforementioned pain just makes shit worse.

it sounds like I rlly do need a chair but I’m completely new to all of this and don’t know everything that’s out there.

#mom already refuses to buy me anything bc ‘you don’t have pain worse than me and you don’t need shit’ #we have a chair that grandma used to use for festivals #but mom won’t push me bc of her own pain (she’s got a leg brace now so she walks a lot better) #and I’m ‘young enough to be able to do it myself’ #but my right hand is fucked to hell due to my out of control finger rubbing #AND now I’m getting jaw pain and unbearable migraines #what the fuck do I even have that’s causing this?? #don’t know but I want off this ride :(

[princessbrunette]

Foaming at the mouth for jealous controlling “Where do you think you’re going dressed like that” Rafe but something about “Wear whatever you want I can fight (and im strapped)” Rafe… 🥵

ok esp for girly reader who lives and breathes mini skirts and tiny tops (def not self serving… not at all…)

because you really expect rafe to be the first type. and to a degree, he is— if you’re going out alone that is. usually, you bow your head to it, because really — you tell yourself — he’s just concerned about your safety. there are some real creeps out there, and going out alone in a mini skirt is a sure recipe for disaster, right?

he’s bringing you to a party on the beach. you didn’t usually go partying with rafe, and he liked it that way — because that’s where he did the most business, cashing out on rich coke heads. you knew he wouldn’t be selling at a beach party, purely because anyone stupid enough to try and snort anything would end up ingesting a fuck-tonne of sand, and it’s just not the kinda complaint he’s in the mood to hear. you actually just get to hang out with him and his friends, and this excites you.

you test the waters, stepping out of your room when he waits in the living room leant against the shelf scrolling on his phone. you know it’s likely he’ll turn you right back around and send you changing due to the little pink co-ord clinging to your every curve. it’s cupping your tits and hugging your waist and leaving all but nothing to the imagination, but it’s been a while since you’ve worn something fun like that — so you try your luck anyway.

“m’ready!” you grin, sticking your arms out by your side all cute. he looks up from his phone, eyes all wide and vacant for a second, lips pouted in thought and briefly drops his eyes up and down your body.

“yeah, looks good kid.” he drawls, flipping his phone deftly between his fingers and stuffing it into his pocket. his eyes linger around your tits again before meeting your eye, walking towards you with a happy and simple smile, one that says ‘can we go now?’

your brows raise and you look down at yourself in surprise. “i’m surprised. you’re letting me wear this out?” you gaze up at him, lips twitching up. you think he’s making an active decision to be less controlling for a moment. he shrugs lazily, eyes flickering around the room as if to say ‘so?’ and with that he lifts the end of his button-up, revealing a glock tucked into his waistband.

oh.

“yeah i don’t think anyone’s gonna have the nerve to step out of line, a’ight? ‘look after my girl.” he steps closer to you, hand coming up to scratch affectionately behind your ears like you’re a dog. you don’t mind.

you stare up at him, all doe eyed and shocked. he thinks it’s adorable honestly, all scared over a little pistol. hell, you’d probably never even seen one in real life before, let alone this close.

“rafe…” you start unsurely, breathily, but he cuts you off, hand caressing your cheek, tilting his head down and raising his eyebrows.

“hey. you wear what you want with me, yeah? m’protected. strapped. it’s okay.” he enunciates, and well— you’re not really in the place to argue. you nod, still wide eyed and he gives your cheek an affectionate tap, squinting his eyes with a satisfied smile.

as imagined, rafes temper rears it’s ugly head one beer down, catching a poor boy a year or two his junior, eyes fixated on the way your ass was moving when you walked along the sand, unbeknownst to wandering eyes. of course, the boy ended up backed up against the pier with the cool end of the gun pressed into his jaw, terrified whimpers ripped from his throat.

“wanna look at my girl, huh? think i’m gonna let that shit run?” rafe is gripping the smaller boy by the collar, teeth grit, animalistic. your breath hitches, you think he may actually shoot this kid.

“rafe…” you call out urgently, not wanting to get too close.

“no! i—” the boy tries to argue, and you really feel for him, because rafe only presses the gun harder against his chin.

“no? better keep your eyes to yourself or i’m gonna be the last thing you fuckin’ see is that understood? is that understood asshole?” he grits out, eyes wet and watery from adrenaline.

“rafe! stop!” you call out, brows furrowed and tears brimming. he sighs, finally hearing you and steps back, not taking his eyes off the mortified boy infront of him. he stares until the kid grows the balls to run off, tripping and kicking up sand as he disappears to the other side of the pier where the rest of the party goers were. it’s only then he looks back at you.

“shit.” he sighs out, shaking his head, shaking himself off completely as he stares out at the moons reflection on the ocean.

you hug yourself, watching him mellow out a little. he tucks the glock back into his waistband, yanking his shirt out again to cover it.

“you’re not bringing that thing out again.” you accuse, pointing to his gun shape tucked into his pants. he blows you off, lifting a hand and walking the other way before turning back suddenly.

“i have to protect you, you understand? if i can’t bring this out with me you— you can’t bring that.” he lifts an arm, gesturing to your lower body. you stare at him in confusion before looking down. your… ass? was he talking about your ass?

“how am i supposed to leave my ass at home, rafe?” you argue, and as soon as the words leave your mouth— you can’t help but let out a giggle. you’re mad at him, yes — but the demand was funny, you couldn’t deny.

you think he’s gonna get mad, maybe wipe the smile off your face, but his sigh turns into a giggle too, looking away from you. the irritation from his face melts into something more boyish and young, his tongue sticking out between his teeth as he lets out a low chuckle. this only makes you chortle more, and he shakes his head, trying to hide his amusement as he waddles toward you on the uneven sand, holding out his arm and reaching you, bringing you beneath it into his side.

“alright, come on trouble.” he smirks, leading you back to the party. “y’still in a partying mood?”

#rafe cameron drabble #rafe cameron prompt #rafe obx drabble #rafe cameron blurb #rafe cameron x reader

[lil13]

MOVIE NIGHT - Ethan Landry

You've been best friends with Chad and Mindy since kindergarten. That being said, you and Chad are super close. You have a crush on his roommate, Ethan Landry. One night, you're all going over to Sam, Tara, and Quinn's apartment for a movie night and Chad decides to play wingman.

—

"I swear, Chad, if you call us the fab five one more time i'm gonna stab you.”

I laughed with Chad as we walked down the hall of his dorm, backpacks slung lazily over our shoulders as we decided to stop by his room so he could change clothes. We were having a movie night at Sam, Tara, and Quinn's and Chad refused to wear anything but sweats to movie nights.

He normally wore sweatpants to class but today was the one day he decided to wear jeans. "You would never." Chad faked being hurt, holding his hand over his heart.

I'd known the boy since kindergarten, my family moved in next door to his family. So, to say that I was close with the twins would be an understatement.

"You don't know my limits." I laughed as he pushed open the wooden door.

"Sup, E!" Chad called out to his roommate as we walked into the room.

I waved to the curly haired boy as well, shooting him a friendly smile. Ethan was an interesting guy. Extremely dorky and sheltered, unlike Chad. Which is why it didn't make sense of how well they got along.

"Chad, Y/N, I wasn't expecting you." That's when I noticed the boy fumbling to find a shirt to put on, "I thought you were going straight to your movie night."

"We were, but Mister 'I can only wear sweats to movie night' needed to stop by and change out of the jeans he put on this morning knowing we were having movie night tonight." My gaze was set on Ethan as he finally found a shirt, a blush evident on his cheeks.

Chad reached over and flicked my forehead, only causing me to swat him away and give him the middle finger.

"You know you can come too, right?" he asked, hopping as he pulled his sweatpants on. "Mindy might think you're a criminal, but the rest of us like you."

Mindy thought every new person was ghostface.

But she was fine being with Anika? I don't know. Make it make sense.

"Me?"

I looked up at Chad before looking back at Ethan. "Who else would we be talking about?" Another blush from the curly headed one.

Ethan scratched the back of his neck, "Right."

Both boys slid hoodies on over their bodies and walked toward the door, Chad moving me along with his body. The three of us exited their dorm room and made our way out of the building and onto the streets of New York. It was vastly different here than it was in our small town back in California. But we all decided that a change of scenery and getting the hell out of Woodsboro would be the best thing for us.

"So, what movie are we watching tonight?" Ethan asked out of nowhere.

I couldn't help but laugh, "Stab, ironically."

Ethan looked between me and Chad with wide eyes as if he were shocked that we'd ever watch the Stab movies considering what we've been through. But, the more I think about it, the less what happened to us even feels real.

You mean to tell me that I got stabbed 3 times in the stomach and had no real lasting damage? Seems fake to me.

"It's oddly entertaining now." Chad shrugged, throwing an arm over my shoulders as we walked.

Most thought Chad and I were a thing due to how comfortable we were around each other. But him and I knew the truth. We both had huge crushes on each other's roommates. Chad had liked Tara ever since we moved to New York and i've had a thing for dorky Ethan since the moment I laid eyes on him.

So, sometimes, I hate when Chad gets touchy with me around Ethan.

When we crossed a crosswalk, it suddenly got rather crowded which only pushed Ethan closer to me and Chad. This only meant that Ethan's hand brushed against mine which sent tingles throughout my entire body.

Fuck.

I hate how much control he has over me. "Sorry." He mumbled.

My eyes immediately shot to him, "No need." I spoke loud enough for only him to hear.

I really didn't need Chad teasing me about this later. Whenever he saw me minimally interacting with his roommate, he'd always tease me about the 'stupid' things I said during the interaction the next time we were alone.

But then again, I do that with him and Tara. So, I can't really complain.

When we reached the apartment building, Ethan picked up his pace to open the door for us. Chad let me go and let me in first, following in behind me. He playfully tapped my ass as we climbed the stairs, which only caused me to turn around and slap his arm.

However, I didn't miss the glance Ethan did between me and Chad.

Dammit, Chad. Stop ruining things for me.

"The love of my life!" Tara smiled brightly as she opened the apartment door, jumping out and pulling me into a hug.

Laughter spilled from my lips, forgetting the whole interacting before and enjoying the embrace of my friend.

Tara and I had gotten closer over the past year. Both incredibly hurt from the betrayal of our friend Amber and bonding over our stab wounds.

"Oh, and you losers." Tara playfully grumbled, arms still loosely around my body as she looked at the two rather tall boys behind me.

"Ha. Ha." Chad rolled his eyes, pushing the two of us girls into the apartment with Ethan closely behind.

Sam entered the living room, holding up a pack of beer. I pulled a face, beer was not my favorite.

"Pizza's on the coffee table. I've got beers for everyone and Bold Rocks are in the fridge, Y/N!" She announced and a smile took over my face.

I skipped over, grabbing the older girl's face and pressing a kiss to her cheek. "You're an angel, Sam Carpenter."

I made a beeline for the kitchen, yanking the door open and grabbing myself a drink. Sam had thankfully left the bottle opener out so it wasn't hard for me to dive right in.

"Holy shit." I cursed when I turned around to see Ethan standing behind me, my heartrate speeding up for more than one reason. "You've gotta make a noise, E."

His face flushed red, "My bad. But uh, mind if I have a Bold Rock too? Beer isn't really my taste."

A man after my own heart.

I cracked a smile, opening the fridge back up and fishing out a drink for the tall boy. I even opened it for him.

"Welcome to the Bold Rock club, E." I tried not to react when our hands brushed as he took the drink from my hand. I even tried to distract my flustered self by clinking our glasses together.

He sent me a smile, the one that always gives me butterflies, before taking a sip of the drink. Ethan winced at the flavor and I couldn't help but laugh. Maybe he's just not an alcohol guy, because these things aren't even strong.

Mindy shouted something about starting the movie and I yelped, not wanting to miss the beginning. Without thinking, I grabbed hold of Ethan to pull him with me into the living room. I wasn't going to have either one of us missing the beginning of the movie.

It wasn't until I let go of the boy's hand to grab a slice of pizza that I realized I had been holding his hand to begin with.

My face flushed red and I very pointedly kept face out of Ethan's view. But apparently not out of Chad's. Because, when I looked up, the boy was smirking at me. So, I flipped him off, for the second time today.

About an hour or so into the movie and i'd drank 4 Bold Rocks and eaten 3 slices of pizza. Ethan had managed to finish his first drink and get started on his second. I was oddly proud of him.

We all were settled into the couch. Mindy and Anika were cuddled up, Tara was situated in between Chad and Sam (a little closer to Chad than her sister), and Quinn was perched on the end of the couch. As for me and Ethan?

Well, we were still decently far apart. I was sort of disappointed. I thought i'd been sending the perfect signals to the boy, trying to tell him he could put an arm around me or something, but nothing was happening. The pit in my stomach was only growing.

My watched vibrated with a text and I casually looked down at it. Chad had texted.

Scoot closer.

I looked up to see Chad smiling at me, nodding. My heart pounded. Maybe dorky little Ethan wasn't going to make the first move. Maybe I needed to? Shit, i'm so fucking nervous.

Bitch, hurry up.

Another text from Chad.

I rolled my eyes, ignoring my nerves, and scooted closer to the boy. Ethan already had his arm propped up on the back of the couch as he watched the movie, so me moving closer basically already put his arm around me.

When our bodies made that light contact, Ethan's head turned toward me. Almost as if he were shocked I was touching him.

I kept my eyes on the tv, not feeling confident enough to make eye contact with him.

With a deep breath, I slouched a little lower on the couch, making myself lean more into his chest. I felt his breath hitch. He was nervous too?

Ethan picked up his phone from beside him, I tried not to be nosy but I couldn't help it. It was a text from Chad. Was he being wingman for both of us?

Dude if you don't put your fucking arm around her I will shave your head!!!

I heard Ethan swallow harshly and had to stop myself from laughing. Seconds later, Ethan slid his arm off of the back of the couch and let it rest on my shoulders. My stomach erupted in butterflies.

We'd been sitting like that for a while, but the longer we sat the more my head slid down his chest. Eventually, my ear ended up over his heart and I could hear how fast it was besting. Maybe he did feel the same way about me.

Out of a nervous habit, I brought up one of my hands and began drawing patterns on his thigh as we continued the movie.

Eventually, his hand caught mine, stopping it from drawing its patterns but instead linking his fingers through mine. I'm pretty sure my heart skipped a beat. It was almost as if our hands were meant to be together.

Cliche, I know.

"Y/N." He whispered.

I looked up at him, his brown eyes connecting with mine for a second before he nodded to the rest of the room. I sat up slightly, his hand now sliding from my shoulder to my hip. Sure enough, everyone was asleep and we'd only just started the second movie.

"Oh my." I stifled my laughter, holding my free hand up to my mouth.

Ethan cleared his throat which only made me turn back to face him. His whole demeanor had changed. There was still some signature Ethan dorky/nervousness there, but he almost looked like he was desperate.

I furrowed my eyebrows, dropping my free hand from my mouth and resting it on his chest. It was then I realized his eyes flickering back and forth from my eyes to my lips.

Oh.

So, I leaned in, welcoming and approving his wishes. My eyes fluttered closed as our lips connected and fireworks exploded within my body. This kiss was everything i'd dreamed of and more for the past however many months of knowing him.

He slid the hand holding my hip up my back and over to hold the side of my face, the pad of his thumb gently caressing my cheek. His hand holding mine letting go to carefully hold the back of my head. I think I could melt right there.

My fingers gripped his sweatshirt as I leaned in further, deepening this kiss. The hand still on his thigh gripping it due to the intensity of the situation.

But something in the mood shifted. I broke away from the kiss, eyes scanning over Ethan for any sign that I did something wrong.

"You okay?" I asked, suddenly worried.

Ethan averted his gaze and dropped his hands to his lap, no longer holding eye contact with me. "It's stupid."

"No, no, tell me." My voice was quiet, not wanting to wake the others. I'd even moved my hands to hold onto his.

"You're gonna think it's weird though."

"E, tell me. Please."

A slight groan fell from his lips, "I'm a virgin."

I swallowed harshly. Of fucking course he is and me deepening the kiss and squeezing his thigh freaking him out.

"Fuck." Ethan started to scoot away, obviously embarrassed by his confession. I, however, gripped his sweatshirt in my hands and pulled him back. "That's not a bad thing, ok? Just means you're not gonna give it away to whoever walks by. I went through a rebellious stage and hooked up with people I regret. We're different and that's totally ok."

His eyes finally reconnected with mine, a look of shock in them, "That doesn't freak you out?"

"Not at all, just means that we're gonna take things as slow as you want us to."

"We?"

It was like he was shocked on how I was referring to us. I was more just shocked at my boldness with him.

I leaned in, going with my boldness, and pressed a soft kiss to his slightly swollen lips. "If you want us to be."

He nodded quickly, eyes wide with eagerness. I giggle at his excitement.

This time it was Ethan who leaned in for the kiss, this was slightly longer than the last one. "You sure you're not with Chad?" He questioned, pulling away for a second.

"Oh, fuck no." I laughed, going back in for more.

Ethan pressed another kiss to my lips, pulling my body over so I was sitting on his lap and facing him. This was a bold move on his part.

"Good."

#ethan landry #ethan landry x y/n #ethan landry x reader #jack champion #scream #ghostface #imagine

[pryllee]

7 minutes in heaven, or 7 hours.

Blade x AFAB! Reader

Dubcon, stomach bulge, kinda degradation/praise kink, slight mean blade with a sprinkle of softheartedness, cunnilungus/fingering, riding, jealous reader, kinda jealous blade ”ugly body” rejections whatever mentioned in start, hickeys/marking, tit sucking, bit of possessiveness in both so the feeling can be mutual, small breeding kink mention

A/N: I get pretty awkward and cringey while trying to write fuck parts so I hope anyone who reads this finds this good. And maybe I'll make HCs with him taking care of a child next time... If anyone wants that. 🥲

—

As depressed you already were, it already sucked even more with each rejection that slapped you at the face. You slammed the can of alcohol onto the table as Blade just watched leaning his head onto the wall.

"Ugh these fuckin' asses..." You held onto your head annoyed as hell,

"You know, we should be heading back now." He scanned you, before looking away again to try avoid your ’fiery fists’

You complained, slamming a fist onto the table almost making it break. "Oh c'mon don't make it worse than it already is! These idiots have the nerve to call my body unattractive, they might've just had atleast one more kiss before they died, no? Not like they were any better..." Silently whispering the last part.

Your brows furrowed noticing him staring off into the distance, probably at someone. You tried to find the direction he was looking in, and found a pretty girl almost your height, but her curves really showed through that waitress uniform.

A small ’oh’ of disappointment almost escaped your lips, making your eye twitch. "Maybe your right. Lets go." You grabbed the can with half of alcohol left.

Your walking almost felt like you were stomping leaving Blade barely confused, more like unfazed as he found this normal.

—

You noticed the place felt a little lonely, you didn't hear much till you advanced inside further and noticed some of the stellaron hunters and probably new recruits due to some unfamiliar faces along with Kafka on the side and Silverwolf. "Hi, [ Y/N ]. Nice to see you've brought Blade along with you." Kafka smiled as Silverwolf blew gum up, tapping away on her gaming console.

"Whats going on? They playin' spin the bottle?" You pointed drunkly with drool almost oozing out of your mouth. "Hmm...—seven minutes in heaven or whatever." She waved her hand as her back leaned against a pillar.

What is with these people leaning against shit? Just how disinterested really are they?

"Lemme participate." You spoke as you squeezed in a spot in the circle pushing some people aside joining the weird circle formation that felt like a cult. "What about you, Bladie? Won't you join her too?"

"Not interested. I don't really care about those type of feelings." He was about to walk away in the way both of you came, till Kafka offered him something.

"Hmm, I'm sure Silverwolf can secure you some time with her?" Pointing at her as he noticed a little wheel thing that controlled the bottle. "Unless you want her to give herself up to someone else, that is."

He clenched a fist tightly, loosening it quickly as he just also squeezed in a spot opposite of where you are.

He watched the previous can you held be thrown away assuming you already finished it or didn't and just hated the taste now. As the bottle kept spinning for some time, you wondered when it would land on you and choose a decent looking dude. Till it finally did. But then landed on Blade.

Your expression of happiness quickly went away realizing who else it landed on, would he even want to do spicy with you? If anything he'd probably rather do it with that stupid girl he stared at earlier. Maybe I should kill her. Whoops, thoughts got a little offtrack there.

The person on your right was nudging your shoulder to follow Blade in, as you quickly took a glance at Kafka feeling like something was up. And you were right cause something really was up. You followed him in, as he locked the door behind you both.

"So what do we do? Play cards? Or should we find that girls number?" You scoffed in annoyance wondering how the fuck you both even got paired up. Not like he'd find you anything more than friends.

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You once planned to confess to him but as you were looking for him, you overheard some parts of a ’private’ conversation.

"Bladie, what do you prefer in a girl?" Kafka smiled, asking him. He just looked away as he looked in your direction, it felt like he saw you, but then it felt like he didn't as it really was just an open corridor thing.

"I don't know. I don't care about such things... But probably someone good with a sword and is stronger than me." He mumbled the last part, seemingly unsure of his words infront of Kafka as she'd probably do some weird shit.

"Oh? I thought you liked girls like [ Y/N ]?" She pried. "No... We're just co-workers, shes too bold for me too." He sighed, speaking in a low tone.

Just co-workers? Ha, is he fucking insane? Not even friends... But literal co-workers? You walked away holding onto your broken heart with tears bubbling up a little but you just wiped them away deciding to push your feelings away.

"Hmm... Poor [ Y/N ], seems pretty upset that she thought she was already rejected without the chance to even ask directly..." Kafka whispered in a low tone, glancing in the same direction he looked in previously.

"...Excuse me?" He asked, yet only got a headshake and ’nothing.’ in response. Did ’Elio’ also foresee this? How come Blade wouldn't get to know though? Well I guess he wouldn't need to since it's not related to the Astral Express or Stelle.

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"Girls number? Who exactly are you talking about?" He asked, making the atmosphere even more awkward. "Oh please, don't act like I didn't see how you stared down that girl with ’beautiful’ curves in that stupid bar." You scoffed, crossing your arms.

"Is this seven minutes in heaven, or seven minutes in hell listening to you complain? And I didn't stare her down. I was just looking at her because ’curves’ were related in the stupid topic. You're the one who just stomped away like a furious little kid." His words hit you hard into the face, "And we aren't dating, I don't see how you're so pissed off about it."

You were practically seething in anger as you just turned around to go through the rooms backdoor to go outside. "And where are you going?" You felt him grip onto your waist, which sent shivers up your spine. "None of your business." You tried to push his hands off yet his grip only tightened even more.

"Blade..– Let go." Your breathing slowly became more and more hitched as the gap between you closed. Suddenly the lights went out and you heard Kafka announce something that made everyone walk away.

"Have fun, you two." Kafka whispered to herself, although she knew you couldn't hear.

"Hm? What happened, Kafka?" Silverwolf confusingly followed her from behind.

His chest pressed against your back, feeling his breathe becoming heavier as his hand slid down to your inner thigh, making you try to squirm out of his grasp almost instantly. "Blade stop—nnh.."

A soft low moan was made out as he caressed your clothed sex, you held onto the door infront of you, "Do you want me, [ Y/N ]?" He whispered into your ear. As short silence filled the room, he spun you around, lifting you up with his arms with your back pressing against the now locked door. "Answer me, you whore."

His eyes bored into yours. Your eyes darted everywhere trying to find a way to escape or somewhere decent to look at. "Whats with the act? How come you're so shy now?" He teased, chuckling, leaning into your lips. His tongue mixing with yours as you held onto him for Aeons sake, digging your nails into his back.

He pulled away with a string of saliva connecting from both of your lips, before leaning back down biting down on your tops button spitting each one out. "Do you really need to destroy my top? I could've just undo it by myself."

This felt like a dream come true, yet you also wished you would just wake up from it, it feels so wrong yet so right.

"Hmm... Can't have a pretty girl like you falling onto the ground now can we?" He held you with one arm now, with the other needily pushing the remains of your dignity away to reveal your chest. Yet another obstacle arised due to your bra. "Shouldn't we...—stop here? I'm sure it's already been seven minutes.." He shook his head, just pushing your bra down.

"Mmh, how cute, you're the one who wanted this for so long yet you're the one who also wants this to stop already." He bit down on your nipple, suckling on it like he tried to milk you,

"Maybe I should breed you with kids so I can suck alot of milk out of you, you'd probably like that, wouldn't you?" You moaned softly from time to time, covering your mouth with one hand as the other travelled up his hair,

"Mmngh... I— maybe...nnnh" you whimpered. His mouth was suckling one with one hand cupping the other and flicking at your now hard nipples leaving hickeys. You sobbed out his name softly, "I assume thats a yes? Can't believe how turned on you are when I'm only playing with your tits."

The previous hand that was cupping your boob slid down your pants, pushing it down along with your panty,

"Be a dear and say my name, maybe I'll help with that wetness down there then." His gloved finger ran down your slit, making you shudder,

"blade..." You mumbled

"Can't hear ya."

"Ugh... blade," You looked away embarrassed, your nails again digging into his back.

"Hmm?"

"Oh for Aeons sake, Blade please just fuck me!" You cried out in annoyance, the embarrassment was more than enough.

"Good girl." He lifted you over to a table, laying you on it with you facing him, "Wasn't so hard now was it?" He took his gloves off, pulling your pants off exposing your legs and cunt.

The tension got heavier with the bare cold hitting against your chest and lower half. He aligned two fingers with your hole, slowly pushing it in. "Be gentle—please..." You looked away,

"Mhm... And why should I?" He cooed "Could this be your first time?" You slightly nodded, as he just looked back at your hole, pushing his fingers in deeper forcing a moan out of you; "Ughh..—Blade! Nnh!" You cried, arching your back miserably, it hurt like a bitch yet slowly felt good.

He can't believe he almost gave your virginity up to someone else other than him, the fact you could've been moaning out someone elses name really is annoying.

His fingers thrusted in and out at a painfully slow pace, your walls tightened vigorously and it was so easy for him to access with how wet and slick your pussy already was for him. The pace got faster, with his fingers slightly becoming curled with each passing thrust adding another finger in.

"Fuck! Blade—nngh.. shit..." You cussed out clawing at the table feeling a knot in your tummy loosening, you came all over his fingers making a mess on the table. "Look at what a fucking mess you made, what a slut getting off with my fingers alone." He shoved his fingers down your mouth, onto your tongue,

"Lick it." You moaned softly to try and tease him, along with some sucking. "Ha, maybe I shouldn't have let you cum that easily." He flicked your clit making you yelp a little loudly.

The bulge in his pants was starting to become unbearable, but atleast it's time to actually have some intercourse. He undid his belt, slipping his pants off pulling you closer to him, sitting infront.

You became a tad bolder, holding onto his thigh and with the other hand you held onto his arm. "Sit still, pretty girl." he reprimanded,

He finally slipped his boxers down grabbing onto your ass lifting you up pressing your now dry saliva-ridden tits against his chest slightly with him holding his length, "Uhhm... Are you sure it's going inside of me?" You stared nervously at his length "Yes, and I'll make it fit if you're so worried about that." He spat on his hands, rubbing around it.

"Don't girls usually do that by sucking it?" You ask perplexed, "Mmh... They do, but I'm sure the both of us can't wait to start this fuckfest."

He chuckled again lowly, burrowing his head into the crook of your collarbone kissing it leaving a hickey as he blindly shoved it inside of your hole making your back arch, and tremble. His mouth travelled down again to your nipple, suckling on it and drawing circles around it with his tongue. He stuck his hand in place on your stomach feeling the bulge disappear and appear each thrust he does.

"Fuck—" low moans rolled off your tongue, "... Feels so good, Blade.." He sloppily thrusted inside, trying to find your g-spot, finally noticing you tighten arching your backing vigorously at one of the thrusts, thrusting again making you moan loudly.

"Shh. Do you want someone to hear us?" He shoved a finger in your mouth, spitting onto your tongue making you swallow it. "Such a whore, swallowing my spit so easily." He leaned in for another kiss, mixing saliva together once again sloppily thrusting rolling his tongue around with yours.

His thrusts got faster 'n deeper yet somehow still managed to hit your G-spot everytime, you threw your legs around him, and arms around his neck smashing your lips against him. "Fuck—I'm so close [ Y/N ]... He mumbled lowly with one of his hands travelling down to rub your clit furiously.

You creamed around his cock, liquids dripping down your thighs and his shaft furiously feeling yourself coming closer to your climax. You burrowed your head into his neck, messing his collar up and leaving small hickeys as you bit at him.

"Really what a whore, I can't believe you could've been like this with someone else." His words made you scoff slightly, "Neither can I." Grunts could be heard under his breathe and your moans getting louder and bolder till both of you came at the same time, white liquid filled your womb yet you still felt his length barely softening,

You tightened around him hard you could feel his cock pulsing inside of you, "Mmh.. Not done yet." He whispered, blowing into your ear having reality settle into your very veins.

"Don't tell me you still have stamina..." You said in a tired tone. "I do, infact I still do have enough till morning." He laughed leaving another hickey on your collarbone, biting on it feeling proud of all the markings hes made on you.

—

Light shined through the blinds, quite literally almost blinding you till you realized you have no idea where the fuck you are. You were in some weird house, in someones bed. You got up and noticed you were naked, hurriedly finding clothes to wear.

Till you noticed the closet was full of mens wear, yet you just grabbed whatever looked comfortable and strided out of that room... Which was probably Blades room. You noticed a mirror right when you stepped out, and saw hickeys everywhere on your collarbone and neck. "So it really wasn't a dream..."

"What wasn't a dream?" You saw him appear from the side holding a cup of coffee in different clothes for the first time. "Also you're wearing my clothes. They seem too big for you." He remarked, "Well obviously, I have no idea where the hell you threw my clothes off too and the tops buttons were torn off by you."

"Calm down you two, we don't wanna stir up trouble in this house, otherwise we'll be found out and chased out. Also stop with the love quarreling." Silverwolf sighed also in different clothes. "Okay why is everyone in different clothes for the first time? Am I going insane?" You rubbed your eyes.

"Now we may wear the same outfit for a long time but we definitely wear something else at night to sleep comfortably, thank you." She replied in an ’isn't it obvious?’ tone. Blade just leaned on the wall sipping the cup of coffee.

Silverwolf then seemed to remember something, hurriedly tip toeing over to you, "How was it?" She whispered in your ear. "What? How was what? I don't know what you're talking about." You flushed red running away to find the bathroom.

"The bathrooms the other way." He yelled loudly in an unfazed tone. "I KNEW THAT!!!" You screamed dashing the other way.

"Oh dear Blade... What exactly did you do to her?" "Nothing. Don't go thinking weird stuff about me now." He took another sip of his coffee before following in your tracks to also go to the ’bathroom.’

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[f10werfae]

Bunny, all warm n’ fuzzy

pairing: Chris Evans x GF!Short!Reader

summary: chris evans x short! reader +breeding + daddy kink+ overstimulation/smut where they are having sex but are trying new positions because some can get uncomfortable due to how short the reader is compared to Chris (2 Requests by Anon)

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“Come on honey, cuddle up into daddy, keep ya all nice n' warm” Chris whispered kissing the shell of Y/n’s ear, feeling her grind her ass further into his hardened cock as he spooned her. One of his arms wrapped around his woman’s waist while the other held tightly onto one of her breasts, softly kneading it.

“feel all warm and fuzzy” Y/n whimpered, her head going all foggy at the feeling of her boss’ hands venturing underneath her sopping wet underwear, his thick fingers softly caressing her sensitive folds. Who knew that taking a new job as a secretary, would lead to a newfound romance.

“Yeah? maybe I can make you feel even better baby, Daddy found some new ways to play with ya” Chris whispered pulling off her flimsy excuse of underwear. The first time they had some fun loving, let’s just say it was a bit difficult with the size difference. So Chris took it upon himself to do some digging, he was determined to fuck her little pussy, and he was going to do it good.

“Really? b-but last time-“ Y/n said, feeling so helpless as Chris manhandled her into one hell of a compromising position. Settling himself against the headboard, Chris set down Y/n onto his lap facing him, her legs instantly caging in around him to keep him close.

“Is this comfy enough for ya bunny? you wanna try and fit all of daddy’s cock?” Chris said muffled, his tongue busy licking strips up her neck and into her mouth.

“Mhm, wan’ it all, I can take it” Y/n moaned sliding her wet pussy up and down his length, her swollen pussy lips giving his cock a sweet suffocating hug. Chris couldn’t help but growl at the sight of his sweet girl just playing herself dumb on his cock, pulling down the front of her tank top just enough to let her perky tits pop out.

Lifting her up easily, Y/n’s newly painted nails guided her boyfriend’s cock into her throbbing sex, both of them hissing at the amazing sensation.

“O-oh wow, feel so full daddy” Y/n moaned out, her legs interlocking behind his back, her hands clutching onto the curls adorning his tattooed chest; his eyes never leaving her face once. She is just too beautiful and pure.

“You fit me like a fuckin’ glove baby, jus’ made for each other” Chris watched as Y/n bounced herself up and down his cock, her mouth agape, drool coming out of her mouth at the amount of ecstasy. Filthily Chris leant up and licked up her drool covered chin, his tongue meeting hers in a hot wet kiss, with him swallowing her moans, and her his.

“I-i’m gonna cum Chrissy, I feel it right here”

Y/n shouted grabbing Chris' larger hand and placing it right above her pussy where his cock was repeatedly poking through her soft kissable skin, he was just too big. “You feel me up there? you’re just too little for me Y/n, how are you going to carry our babies?”

At the thought of Chris filling her up her fertile womb, Y/n couldn’t control it and felt herself squirt all over Chris’ cock and stomach; her body writhing before collapsing onto his chest. Her nipples sensitive and hard against his rough chest hair, his hands going up to tangle in her hair to pull her in for another kiss, his lips biting onto her bottom one.

“Did the thought of me gettin' you pregnant make you cum honey?” Chris chuckled gently grabbing her and putting her onto all fours, another new position they were about to try for the first time.

“Yes daddy, fill my hole with your cum, feel you so deep inside me baby” Y/n muffled into the pillow beneath her head, one of Chris' hands massaging her ass cheeks, running his thumb around her tight puckered ass hole; something he was going to get up to someday.

“I can’t wait to watch your belly grow, i’m going to pump you full until it’s running out of you baby; i’m gonna keep my cum inside of you to make sure it fuckin sticks. Your tits are going to be so beautiful filled with milk, gah i’m just in love with you bunny, maybe gonna keep you pregnant for your wedding dress yeah?”

Chris continued on his mission of taunting and praising his woman, her yelps filling the room with every thrust, her shouts of ‘yes’ to every single one of Chris’ dirty words. Spitting onto his hand, he leant forward and found himself rubbing harsh shapes on her jutted out clit, her voice breaking as the pain felt so good. The overstimulation was hitting her hard, this was the best she’d ever felt.

“Fuck yes Chris baby, give me a baby honey, show everyone around us how full I am of you. Hell maybe you can even show me off to that dick Dylan at the office” Y/n laughed crazily remember the poor excuse of a man who had stalked her around work, which lead to her falling safe into Chris' arms. Weird right?

“Ohoho honey you are so dirty, my fucking woman” Chris growled feeling his cock start to twitch at the feeling of her tight walls surrounding him, Y/n had already came like a broken fountain all over him once again. Their bed now soaked with her juices as he continued to toy with her clit, chasing his own orgasm like a wild animal.

Y/n turned her head to the side to smirk at the man, his lip held beneath his teeth as she blew him a kiss, soon enough emptying his heavy balls into her waiting cunt. It better fucking stick.

“Bunny you okay?” Chris asked softer, wincing as he slowly pulled his limp dick out, her hips wiggling at the loss of touch. Pouting she pushed him onto his back to straddle his hips, slowly pushing him back in her within seconds,

“Makin’ sure it sticks, daddy” She giggled lazily, bending down to peck his lips slowly, moving to his neck and jaw. Nuzzling her head into his neck, with her heartbeat over his, Chris whispered a quick ‘ I love you baby’ Kissing the side of her head with his hands rubbing on her back affectionately, feeling Y/n relax under his touch.

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[moremaybank]

From that prompt list, could you do 29 with mr jj maybank? Please and thank youuuuuu queen

"first one to cum loses."

warnings 18+, unprotected sex, choking, hair pulling, anal play, language

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You and JJ had gotten into a fight earlier. You couldn't remember for the life of you what it was about, but you did know that you wouldn't be the one to give in.

You'd be lying if you said it was going to be easy. Most of the time, all the boy has to do is flash his million-dollar smile at you, taking extra care to accentuate his dimple, and you're instantly a puddle on the floor.

This time, though. You're determined.

You saunter through the living area, minding your own business and making it a point to ignore JJ's presence entirely.

JJ hears you but keeps his eyes glued to the TV screen. His attention remains wrapped up in his video game while his fingers move quickly on the controller with expert-level skill.

Everything's going fine until you enter JJ's peripheral vision, approaching the wall to unplug your phone charger. He decides to give in and get a glimpse of you in because it's killing him not to look at his gorgeous girl, and when he does, he nearly chokes on his breath.

There you are, butt naked, right there in the living room. He's itching to storm over to you, throw you on the couch and fuck you until you cry, but he knows what you're doing. He's not stupid, he thinks, and sure as hell not that fragile.

But then, as if you can hear his thoughts, you bend over in pursuit of your charger, and your bare, gorgeous pussy is up in the air and practically calling his name.

Is he supposed to just let this slide without teaching you a lesson? Let you get away with your trickery while you use your pussy to reel him in and make him apologize?

Hell no.

JJ storms over to you as you move to walk away, and rips the charger from your grasp, tossing it on the floor. He grabs you by the throat, forcing your eyes onto him.

"You think I don't know what you're doing?" He asks. "Waving that pussy around in my face and expecting me not to pounce?"

"What I think is that you're weak. I can't even be naked in your presence for three seconds without getting a rise out of you," you sneer.

He gives you a chuckle, a dry, sarcastic one as he uses his grip on your neck to reel you in closer. "You think I'm the weak one? You're about to find out how wrong you are."

Before you can respond, JJ's bending you over the back of the couch. His hand rushes to undo his shorts, and he tugs both those and his boxers down to expose his cock. He spits onto his palm and jerks himself a few times, lubing himself up.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" You question, bitterness seeping into your tone.

You feel JJ's thick cock pierce into you, answering your question and forcing the air out of your lungs. One of his hands clutches your hip while the other wraps your hair around his fist in a makeshift ponytail. He uses the leverage to yank your head back toward him, arching your back for him.

"First one to cum loses."

JJ starts fucking you without remorse, spearing his dick against your cervix with every snap of his hips. It's evident that he's taking his anger out on your pussy.

As angry as you are with him, you can't deny that riling him up never fails to unleash the animalistic beast that lay beneath his smooth operator exterior.

"You wanna piss me off and act like a brat? Fine. Just know that I'm gonna fuck you like one," he grates.

You try to suppress your moans, but the harder he goes just elicits them from your lips one after the after.

"Fuck. S-so deep," you mewl as your fingers dig into the couch material. Your knuckles are starting to get sore due to the force of your grip, but it's much less noticeable in comparison to the vigour with which JJ is fucking you.

"If you can still speak, I'm not deep enough."

JJ's hand releases your hair and grips your other hip. You arch further into him in response, and if possible, his cock slams into you deeper. His balls slap against your clit each time he's buried all the way inside you, and it leads you closer to your orgasm.

JJ smirks when he feels your walls quivering against him, a tell-tale sign that you're about to give in to him and lose miserably.

"Look who's weak now," he goads. "Such a slut. All it takes is some dick to make you fold."

You do your best to fight your orgasm off. You try anything, everything, and it works for a moment. However, you're quick to fail when JJ catches you off guard and pushes his thumb into your ass.

"JJ, fuck!" You shriek, erupting immediately. You cum hard, and your legs threaten to give out if it wasn't for JJ's tight hold on you.

"N-not fair, you cheated," you stutter out as he somehow manages to pound into you even sharper than before.

"That ass is never off-limits, baby. I won fair and square."

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[demonicbaby666]

A Workplace Brawl

Kinktober 2023 | Criminal Minds Masterlist | Masterlists

Fandom: Criminal Minds

Pairing: Emily Prentiss x fem!Reader

Genre: Smut

Words: 1k

Warnings: 18+, minors DNI, just a light bit of fingering really...

A/n: Despite the title, this does not take place in the workplace. I apologise for I am a filthy liar. Also, I rushed this so don't come at me!

‘I fucking hate you’ are the exact four words continuously leaving Emily’s lips, that is, right before she crashes them down on yours. 

It was a rough one today. She’s been working for months to catch the man you’re defending, and all that work had been thrown down the drain due to some idiot filing a key piece of evidence wrong.

Safe to say she’s pissed, and you’re not surprised when a heavy hand pounds violently against your front door. It’s slightly alarming, what with it being close to midnight, but the moment you see that familiar fringe through the peephole, your stomach somewhat settles. 

“Hurry up and open the fucking door.” Emily barks out, hand still thudding on the door.

“Hold on!” You say, unlocking the door and removing the chain, “What brings you to my door in the middle of the night, other than trying to scare the living shit out of me?” 

As she always does, the ravenette doesn’t wait for an invitation. She barges past you before turning around and burning holes into you with her eyes. 

“What the hell was that?” she shouts, and you manage to close the door in time for her bellowed question to be trapped between the walls of your hallway.

“Emily, it’s late. Can we do this another night?” You sigh, “It’s been a long day.” 

“A long day of getting a killer off?” 

You smirk, raising an eyebrow, “As opposed to you?” 

In the blink of an eye, Emily has you pressed against the wall, one hand clasped around your throat and the other traipsing down your body, “You think you’re so smart, don’t you?” 

It’s been this way for a while. She gets angry, you get angry, and then one of you ends up against a wall, writhing in pleasure and seething with hate. 

Emily steadies herself, placing a hand on the wall as you grab her hips and pull her further into you. At this point, it’s instinctual. You can’t help yourself from already feeling fired up and enticed by the opportunity presented. 

Her hands easily find the knot tying your robe closed and effortlessly untangle the barrier preventing her from laying her rough touch over your bare skin. Cold fingers brushed over your stomach, sending shivers through your spine. Involuntarily, your head hits the wall as svelte digits dive into your satin underwear to enter your cunt. 

“I’ve bested you numerous times. So yes, I do consider myself pretty smart,” you moan, looping your arms around the ravenette’s neck. 

The comment earns you a sneer and a violent thrust inside you that tempts the low groan lying dormant in your throat to come out of hiding. The agent quickly silences you with a heavy kiss that promises no mercy or leniency. Her deceitfully soft lips press harshly against your disgruntled scowl before a demanding tongue plunges in and shows off the dominance it holds. 

With two fingers pressing firmly against the ridged lining of your inner walls, you become pliant and submit to the swirling muscle venturing through your mouth. 

A smirk paints Emily’s lips, and you let her bathe in her momentary glory before using her inflated ego to your advantage. Flipping the both of you around, you slam the older woman against the wall and snigger at the discontented grunt that comes from the BAU chief, who is accustomed to always being in control.

She gingerly tries to redouble her efforts, fucking faster and harder into you, though you manage to resist in time to mirror her actions. A hand slides down the front of her slacks and meets a sea of arousal, and you can’t help but revel in the mess you single-handedly created. 

“You really must hate me,” you grin, “I can feel the hate dripping down my fingers.” 

“Shut up and fuck me already,” Emily growls, pressing down on your teasing digits and faltering in her efforts to pump into you continually. 

“The first part, I’m not so sure about. The second, however…” Without warning, you slam three fingers inside her and place your thumb over her clit, applying pressure so hard it must be teetering on the brink of painful. 

Emily cries out, and you dive down to tear into the porcelain skin of her neck, forcing her to scream out your name. Her pulse point thrums over your lips, and you pull the steady beat into your mouth. Feeling the older woman’s breathing hitch, you move around the open space, marking a messy array of red blotches into bitter-perfumed skin. 

The fingers inside you remain stagnant, struggling to provide any stimulation other than bursts of shudders that match the agent’s uneven breathing. 

Reaching down, you guide Emily out of you - ignoring the protested whine - and bring her wet fingers to your lips. “You looked so fucking angry when the judge announced the verdict today,” you tease, taking her fingers into your mouth and sucking your arousal clean, “I had to stop myself from fucking that scowl right off your face in front of everyone.”

“I fucking hate you,” she seethes with her teeth clamped tightly - likely trying to stop an impending moan from slipping free. 

Knowing you hold a modicum of power over her in this moment, you seek out the trapped moan by curling your fingers on the following thrusts and circling the engorged clit beneath your thumb. 

The veins in Emily’s neck look close to bursting as she fights her own body’s need for release. Her throat is bobbing despite her sorrowful attempts to level her breathing, and you decide to give her that last push to take her over the edge. 

“I fucking hate you too, but god, do I love fucking you.” You whisper hotly into her ear, slipping your fingers under her shirt and bra to wrap a possessive hand around her bare breast. 

With her hands gripping your hair so tight there’s a likelihood she’s going to pull it out, Emily finally falls apart.

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[brights-place]

hihi!! i didn’t see that asks were closed but if they are then please ignore:)

can you do an alastor x fem/gn mafia boss? (from 1920s)

tysm!! soz if it’s too specific:(

Alastor x Mafia boss! Reader

Pairings: Alastor X F!Reader (platonic!)

Warnings: Death, murder, Drugs, Weaponry

A/N: Alastor Is aroace so I'm making it platonic because well as an person under the aroace umbrella since I'm an pansexual person who is an mix of an cupioromantic and demi-sexual person so yeahhh! Anyways hope you enjoy the request! <33

- When you first arrived in hell you were confused looking around the area their were beings and strange creatures walking around - The area appeared to be a rundown city and industrial area with rampant criminal and gang activity as the sky was filled with red stars and an flipping coin that was suppose to be the moon...?

- You stood up looking down at yourself and back around seeing signs that had the word 'Mammon' on it or an sigil of an M which made you confused

- You staretd to walk around eyebrows furrowed at whoever or whatever tried to reach you as you easily took them down.

- Next thing you knew after a day you were ruling a spot in the greed ring… you don’t know how! You just DID - You were soon known as 'Lady Ploutos' the woman who held wealth and power which made you an target but it was very easy for you to take them down with an snap of your fingers - You soon became an 'overlord' whatever that mean't to you. You were soon invited to an 'Overlord' meeting which you complied to go to due to the fact you were bored and you currently weren't gun smuggling or committing some more crimes

- Due to having relations with Mammon and helping him gain more wealth that the greedy man wanted he'd allow you to leave and come back whenever you pleased

- As you left the greed ring after having permission from mammon you stared out the window of the car watching everything shift as you were now in the pride ring.

- Your driver dropped you off as you hopped out of the car and glanced behind you to the driver who whipped his gun up swiftly towards your direction as you didn't turn around to face him once more as an blood curdling scream was heard after some moments later you glanced back to the car - His body was limp against the steering wheel eyes rolled back and his jaw ripped off showing only the top layer of his teeth and face as one eye was popping out his head like an caterpillar or an worm peaking out from an apple his body pale and numb as the deads driver bottom half of the jaw was on the car floor with blood pooling out of what was left of the males mouth as an wound was noticed coming from the nape down to his abodoem.

- You couldn't care less as you continued to walk up to an elevator noticing an male with an strange posture standing there with small eggs? following him with an taller slender male beside him as the two turned towards you as you walked past them and entered the elevator

- After the meeting you were absolutely confused scratching your head "What the fuck was that?" You uttered as you glanced across the table to Zeezi who was laughing as you glanced to the angel head that was being poked by Alastor the radio demon who glanced towards you as you muttered an “The fuck?” In an confused tone

- When you both left the meeting you entered the same Elvator as alastor spoke “You are Lady Plotous right?” “Yeah People call me that but I’m actually called (Name) my title is something those imbeciles call me” You said waving your hand dissmisvly as Alastor smiled “Alastor. Charmed to meet the person who controls the greed ring! Didn’t think their was someone outside of the pride ring who controls that half” You raised an brow “Uh huh” you said shaking his hand

- You both created an bond about how you both enjoyed peoples sufferings and making deals

- Your company is good for him since you both waited for frank to come down after snopping and being an spy.

- The news of Angels being killed made you smirk and chuckled as Alastor smirked you two sharing an look

- You flipped open your phone and texted your right hand man to get ready to order some angelic weapons since you HAD the money. - As an Mafia leader well people thought you were the Mafia leader but you were actually the god father of the mafia's around the greed ring even crimson was an puppet of yours. - Godfather also known as (The Boss of all Bosses) or (The King) It is a phrase used mainly by the media, public and the law enforcement community to indicate a supremely powerful crime boss in the Sicilian or American Mafia who holds great influence over the whole empire. It has seldom been given to specific bosses because it could create tension between different factions (otherwise known as families) within the Mafia. Typically the title is awarded de facto to the boss of the most powerful Mafia family which was you. - You were ruthless and cruel yet sometimes gave pity which some said was an flaw but secretly you needed some people to think you were low ranking unaware that you were above them.

- Whoever asked you for money you would give you were technically an loan shark yet you still killed whoever disobeyed you and ere you were right now

- You were in the pride ring beating the shit out of someone who had owed you money with brass knuckles as Alastor was walking down the street to hear the grunts

- He smiled when seeing you with blood coating your fingers and some on your face as you smiled "Alastor! My favorite Overlord!" You called out chuckling walking over smirking as Alastor spoke "My! What have you been up to?" "beating the shit outta an asshole who owed me" You said shrugging

- Alastor would visit you and would smirk just to ask if he could make deals with your victims which you allowed sometimes since you enjoyed how Alastor worked

- When Alastor was gone for 7 years you were annoyed to lose an close friend- I MEAN Colleague!

- When he returned you invited him over to have some drinks and wanted him to tell you about where he had went yet he didn't tell you anything which you found annoying but understood.

- You enjoy listening to Alastor is stories and when he cooks some Jambalya he says you have good taste

- You both bond on liking Jazz and sipping Whisky together

- You figured out he was Aroace the second when an woman tried to hit on him. It was entertaining

- When your stressed and overworked with your useless Soldiers not doing their jobs properly Alastor dosen't mind pulling an few strings... and limbs to help you out - You enjoyed Alastor is company I mean he is the radio demon he is the most cruel overlord with you coming second since you weren't as bad as him - Your bond was strong and tight for an Mafia leader and well an Radio man.

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[angelltheninth]

Game On

Pairing: Jason Todd x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, thigh riding, making out, nipple licking

Word count: 0.8k

A/N: It's Jason's birthday today so of course I need to write something for him today.

Jason's mouth was on yours the moment the two of you stepped into the apartment. His helmet clanked to the floor, his hands too busy with roaming your body. He was always so feisty when the two of you finished patrol.

"I kept you waiting haven't I babe?" Jason grins into your neck, one hand guiding you toward the couch, the other one lifting the top of your uniform the moment he sits you down on his lap. "Riled you up right before patrol. But I'll make it worth your while."

You mouth as his neck, needy and hungry, teeth nipping at his skin while your hands trail his muscles through his tight shirt, "You better Jason."

"Someone's ready to play." Oh you were more than ready. You were fucking drenches and dripping over his pants.

"Ready?" You whisper against his lips, sighing as his hand unhooks your bra and lets if fall down your shoulders, pooling in front of you, "I'd say I'm a lot more than that." You take his hand into yours and guide it towards your clit, you can already feel it pulsing in anticipation of his touch.

Jason gives you a smile as bright as the sunny day. And moves both his hands to your back. You groan, getting more annoyed than horny at this point.

"Relax, this all part of the plan." His meaning becomes clear when he drags your across his thigh, the slightly rough material of his pants making you hiss in pleasure. The more he moves your hips the more the mischief in his eyes grows. But he's not looking at you.

He's looking down at your dripping wet pussy leaving a damp trail on his thigh. You've never actually tried this before. Well you have had his thigh between your legs but not while you were naked and he was fully clothed. It was an interesting experience. Jason sure seemed to be enjoying it, based on the bulge tenting at the front of his pants.

If he's gonna make you act horny as hell well then two can play at that game. You give him a little smile as you palm at his erection. His fingers dig into your back for but a moment, a look of challenge on his face. Game on.

The moment he lunges forward, his hot mouth mouth latching onto your stiff nipple, his hands mapping the familiar expanse of your back, his muscles hardening, you bite your lip to stifle a moan, barely managing to hold it in. Your nimble fingers work on the zipper of his pants, then on the buttons of his boxers and finally wrap around his hot, throbbing length.

Jason takes a deep breath through his nose, the noise he makes strained and deep.

"What's wrong Jason? Too much for you to handle?" You move your hand faster, your finger circling his cockhead, rubbing cum up and down his cock, each stroke easier and faster than the last.

"You'd love that wouldn't you?" His teeth close and tug on your nipple before switching to the other and sucking fast. Seeing his control slipping under your touch only makes you grind down on him faster. You try to sync up your hips at your hand strokes but it's not easy when Jason has his eyes closed, his brows tightly nit together, his cock stirring and dripping more and more cum, making a mess of your hand, "Talking big, but you're close too. You're gonna ruin my pants sweetheart. Now I'm glad we decided to wait."

He was actually quite close to taking you into an abandoned alleyway and eating you out right then and there, he knew very well how damn horny you were and that he was the one who made you that way. And now he was finally, finally gonna make you come.

His mouth left your nipple, a little string of saliva still connecting it with his mouth due to how close he still was. Eyes closing in complete bliss he let himself go, his groans turning into full on moans, hips jerking uncontrollably into your hand, which also made his thigh press you harder.

That finally did it for you. Seeing him in this state, completely high on your combined pleasure it made you let go and gush all over his thigh, the juices soaking into the fabric. Moments later you heard Jason moan your name, his voice slightly muffled due to him biting his lip toward the end. His cum came shooting out of his cock, spraying over both of your stomachs and dripping down your hand, creating a thick, white pool of it in his lap.

"Looks like..." Jason snickers as he looks up at you "we both won."

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[suhjihanma]

𝑺𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝑺𝒛𝒏.

☩Pairing: Gojo Satoru / Female Reader ☩Word Count: 1,909 words ☩Content / Warnings: Gagging, Clothed gagging, dress gagging (?), dirty talk, fingering, pussy fingering, slight hints of anal play, hints of face-sitting, begging, hints of submission, slight orgasm control/denial, dresses, ass worship, hot intercourse, hot weather, tongue-fucking, overstimulation. ☩Author's Note: Minors DNI. Well, I love being flagged by tumblr. Any who, honestly, I had this idea in my head all day while being at nursing/PCT orientation for my new job, of all the weird places. Felt a tad bit rushed due to dealing with a slight sprain in my ankle right now. This stuff hurts, man. Happy reading! By the by, I'm officially on AO3 for more of the spicy stuff. As always, requests and suggestions are open, loves. "𝑺𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆, 𝒚𝒆𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒔 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎."

August.  

The hottest month of the year, and yet you managed to survive another scorching evening. You suggested that the window was not going to help the temperature that became brutal to bare. It’s not like he was going to listen anyway. Of all the times to be in a personal crisis, the ancient air conditioner that your mother lend to you back in her college days was long gone. A good run for twenty years for her became just five years for the both of you. You were contemplating buying a replacement yet, the financial burden was growing to be steep.  

If it’s not one thing, then it’s the next thing.  

Thankfully, the night breeze was faint when the air brushed across your flushed body. Sweat continued to pour from the side of your temples as you miserably laid across the uncomfortable, worn carpet. The old carpet scruffs against your wet back as you hitch your ever flowing long dress above your knees. You would think that the dress would help the unbearable heat but, the continuous perspiration suggests otherwise.  

“Just take the whole thing off. Problem solved, ____ .” Said the man beside you that was completely being unfair with the cooling airspace. You looked over at him and his signature smile that crept condescendingly showed.  

“That will be even more of a problem, Satoru.” You whined. A faint chuckle from him was given. Slowly turning yourself around, your stomach presses against the floor, arms flared out. A loud sigh of exhaustion rose from your mouth as you complained on and on about the weather. The summers here were unbearable. You wondered how someone like Satoru could deal with this heat.  

Then again, you have always forgotten that he came from a climate that was nothing but humid.  

A strand of your hair droops slowly across your face. You play with the strand by blowing air with your pursed lips, with a small effort of cooling your drenched face in the process. Boredom was tiptoeing in the dark, let alone the smooth vocals of an R&B vocalist that was serenading the hell-heated room. Boredom wasn’t all that bad. You were left in your thoughts of the sounds of Satoru bantering over the female vocals. Sabotaging the mood could be left in your favor but, you wanted to be good for your man tonight. It’s times like this where you want to be caressed in his arms, yet the heat was torturous.  

You only told yourself that there’s a difference between the ‘heat’ in the bedroom and actual ‘heat’.  

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The night grew to be slightly cooler. The sounds of cicadas slowly began to fade as the sounds of the neighborhood rose.  

The sounds of doors being slammed from cars overlapped with moans.  

The sounds of faint idle chatter overlapped with mewling.  

“Who knew you can get horny in this god-forsaken weather?” Satoru chuckled before slowly running his hands to your back thighs. His enjoyment grew to be a bit much as he brought both hands to make your clothed ass, seeing how the fat moved from one side to the other could make a grown man like himself go wild. Both of his hands now started to firmly grab at the top of your ass, and you couldn’t help but to moan out from the roughness.  

Satoru can be rough when he wants to be. The aspects behind it all became enticing. He simply wanted you to become weak with every impact that had on you. The sight of the eyes, the thought of you squirming underneath him, miserable by the weather, and aroused by his touch was the perfect combination of a weakened submissive.  

“That’s- Oh, shit.” You moaned out before resting your head on the carpet again. The touch of his fingers danced across the opening of your dampened sex towards your clothed vaginal opening. The sensations grew to be sensitive by each brush. The long fingers lazily danced towards your folds and with a motion of a pinch, you raised your head from the carpet and looked towards the side of Satoru. A small smirk greeted you. The frosted eyes that were curtained behind his white bangs were attentive to the small jolts that each nerve in your body was desperately yearning for.  

“Can the salt on your skin make up for the sweetness of your cunt, ____-chan?” Satoru voice grew with delight, yet the sultriness of his tone grew to be more present as he brought one of his hands to lick the secretions that came from underneath.  

“Although, I do feel like embarrassing a submissive toward the point where she turns red brings out more flavor.”  

One of your eyes cocked an eyebrow as you wondered what he was babbling about. “Since when did you became a food enthusiast, Satoru?” The breeze from the window gently brushed behind you as you felt your dress being lifted from the back along with your clothed panties. Curiosity lingered closed to you before feeling a sharp sting from your ass. A small cry came from your condescending mouth as your head dropped down to the thin carpet flooring, withering from the excruciating pain that came across both his bare palms that stung red.  

“Look at it.”  

Shocked, you look up to face the man by turning your head to the side. Ass up in the air, you were in a vulnerable state. A vulnerable state of pleasure, you responded in a mewl before shifting your shaped ass against the palms that were still holding on.  

“Since I’ve been eating this dripping cunt. That’s when.” Satoru continued with his fingers, now sunken deep into the heat that drove you mad from his touch. As his fingers continued to dive deep into your heated core, fingertips brushing slowly against the sponge-like organ that rests inside you a cry was let out. Just by his fingers, you were already being driven to your climax until you noticed a change of pace. Motion began to slowly stall as Satoru let out a laugh to himself.  

“I wonder, ____-chan. What’ll happen if I fucked this cunt outside this fuckin g heat, hm?” The twists of his fingers correlated to the devious remarks that came from his snarking lips.

“Although, I do feel like we have some judgmental neighbors. I mean, who wouldn’t judge a whore with her legs and ass out on display. Getting fucked on the sidewalk is a dream of yours. Do not lie to me. Is it, ____?” The filthiness of Satoru’s rambling juncture made you moan out desperately, aching for the next touch of his fingers. The tortuous nature of Satoru was going to get old eventually, and you could not bear to hold in your climax any longer.  

The aching of the fermenting release consumed you in the worst way. All you were doing was waiting for Satoru’s word to gush all over his fingers.  

“Satoru, it’s coming. I don’t think-” You yourself was turning into a rambling mess by the sloppiness movements of fingers while the sensation of fullness slipped away. A dragged-out whine of torment was silenced by the clothing material of your colorful dress that once shaped your figure. Now to mention it, you didn’t realize that the full dress was taken off your body. Peculiar questions didn’t need to be answered now as the muffled cries began to grow more as you felt a familiar muscle lapping between your thighs. Then, the soft thighs that were aching for a man’s touch now were being caressed by him. As Satoru’s hands were occupied with your thighs, his mouth was more occupied with the sensitive opening. You sensed a tiny roughness between your swollen clit as you cried out for more, begging Satoru to not stop.  

“Fuck.” You muffled from your wettened dress that became slick with partial saliva.  

Your release was beginning to rupture from your core as Satoru slight smacks you across your ass. His eyes pierced through your drunken-esque gaze, letting you know that he was now in control of you, as if he was hinting at you for reaching the peaks of your aching climax.  

“Let it come. Let it come.” Satoru’s voice was muffled by the wails that came from your mouth as you guided your lips against his tongue, hips gyrating to the steady motions of his lapping tongue. Eager'd to let you come all over his face, Satoru locked both of your hips in to reduce the motions. Feeling imprisoned by his arms, hands, and mouth, you couldn’t help but to become undone. To be unraveled by his touch, it was becoming unbearable for a woman like yourself. The licking became intense, your heightened senses became intense, it felt as if your body was going into a personal shock that was nothing but pure, raw, and erotic sensations.  

In general, you didn’t know how long you could last by Satoru fucking you with his tongue.  

The violent orgasm crashed through your soul; a dragged-out moan eroded from your hoarse vocals while the muscle spasms that were beginning to show, crept to your knees, having yourself to slowly buckle from the intensity of everything.  

“There you go.” Satoru chuckles before noticing your slight fatigue. “Easy.” He calmly says before shifting you onto your back on the floor. Grateful for his help, you looked at him with a gentle smile. “Thank you.” You kissed him on the cheek before feeling relieved. Satoru smiles at you while studying the rapidness of your chest going up and down. A kiss of the check was in return as he wipes the sweat that was forming across his forehead. He shared a sigh of relief before looking back at you again before getting back up from the floor.  

“Friendly reminder that sundresses don’t work well as gags.” He laughed as he looked for an article of some clothing.  

“Shut up.” You huffed out of annoyance. In your side vision, Satoru begins to put back on his briefs. “Hey, what about you?” Satoru looks up and then his semi-erection that was begging to show from the bulge of his briefs. “Don’t worry about me. “  

“You sure, baby?” You mewled, hinting that a second round could be in the cards. Satoru simply shakes his head and smiles at you, tiredness slowly appearing on his face.  

“Positive.” He now grabs his pants and starts to put them on.  

“Besides, there’s still time to get that air conditioner. That’s something that we must worry about.” He chuckles, waiting for you to drag yourself in to accompany him. A small groan was let out as you slowly began to make your way from the carpet that had nothing but the stain of sweat and sex. You groaned from the slight uncomfortableness of body starting to adjust from its laying position, wondering why Satoru was so willing to purchase this air conditioning unit.  

“At least let me shower first?”  

“Not if I’m lapping that cunt in that shower.”  

You turned with a disorientated glare before shaking your head out of disbelief. “Do that and you’re the one who is buying the unit.”  

Satoru’s face turned into a face full of triumph. Only you know what’s going to happen next. Satoru looks at the pants that he just put on before slowly taking them off while giving you a smile that expressed nothing but trouble.  

“It’s a deal, then.”  

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[slowlyhardgoatee]

Y’know, son, your dad and I go way back. 

Worked together from right around the time you were born, and you guys moved in down the street not long after. We’ve been drinking buddies ever since. I got him through it when your mother left, got him laid again, got him working again, got him off the alcohol. So, when he said he wanted some help with you, I didn’t hesitate. 

‘Bill’, he says to me a few weeks back, ‘Bill, I don’t know what to do. Johnny turns 18 in a week and I need your help.’ Turns out he’d spied you masturbating and was surprised because you were jacking off to daddy porn - with a pair of his undies stuffed in your mouth. 

‘Bill’, Mick says, ‘I need you to get Johnny out of the house. Have him go and stay with you for a couple weeks at least, please. If he turns eighteen under my roof, Bill,’ he says to me, ‘his birthday present’s gonna be a can of beer and then my beer can cock up his arse.’ 

So that’s why we arranged to have you stay here for a while. It was nothing to do with your dad having COVID or anything - he just didn’t want to have that temptation around. And, to be honest, I can see what he means. You’ve got a high, tight arse, son. And perfect dick-sucking lips. In fact, hell, I’ve been putting this off for a couple weeks at this point, but I think it’s time that bill was paid. Pass me my phone, son. I’m gonna film this next bit. See, I said to your dad, ‘Well, what do I get out of all this’, you know? And he said I could demand the use of your holes - both or either of them - at any point I chose after your eighteenth birthday, on the condition that I filmed it and sent it to him so he could jerk out a load over it. Son, it’s not been lost on me that you’ve been bugging your eyes out every time you’ve seen me without a shirt on or wearing a jock in the last couple weeks. That’s why I’ve been doing it. You’ve been biting your lip, desperate to suck me off, haven’t you, boy? Yeah. Well like I said, the bill comes due. 

Knees, faggot. Now. Good boy. 

Here’s what’s gonna happen, son. You’re gonna beg to suck my fat cock, and I mean you’re gonna sound fucking desperate. And you’re gonna call me Daddy while you’re begging. Then I’m gonna film you going to town on my dick, and after I’ve creamed, I’m gonna send the video to your dad.

So, you wanna suck Daddy’s big dick, son? Yeah? What was that, boy? ‘Please fuck my faggot mouth, Daddy’? Good boy. You know your place, don’t you, son? Yeah - on your knees begging for your Daddy’s dick. Go on then, boy. Get it in your mouth. All the way down, faggot. Slobber all over that meat. That’s the fucking stuff, boy, just like that. I want your nose buried in my fucking pubes, faggot. Go on, gag on that cock. Slut.

Fucking hell, Mick, I’ve gotta tell you, your son’s throat and mouth might be the sweetest I’ve ever had my cock in. It’s like I’m thrusting into silk. And he knows just how to deep throat a cock. Look up at the camera, boy. Yeah, let your dad see what a dirty cocksucking little faggot you are for big, hairy daddy bears. 

Good boy. You want your dad’s meat up your arse, don’t you, boy? There’ll be plenty of time for that, believe me. You ain’t going anywhere, faggot. For now, though, I need to shoot. Hands up on Daddy’s big hairy chest, boy. Run your fingers through that fucking rug. Good boy. You like that, don’t you, eh? Yeah. Maybe when I finally get around to raping your arse, I’ll let you bury your face in it while I cream up that cunt. 

In the meantime, boy, get tugging Daddy’s nipples. Harder. Harder, faggot. Fuck yeah. Feel my hands on the back of your head there, son? That’s the signal I’m taking full control of this blowjob, boy. I’m gonna fuck your face for you. I’m gonna thrust to the back of your throat and when I nut, it’ll be all over your fucking tonsils. You’ll have no choice but to swallow it all. 

Mick, I’m about to cum in your faggot son’s mouth. When I’ve finished, I’m pressing Send on this video, and I’m gonna give you half an hour to watch it, jack off and then get over here. 

You ready, faggot? Here comes Daddy’s load, you cunt. Oh, oh fuck, fuck, FUUUUUCK YEAH, YOU DIRTY LITTLE SLUT. FUCK. 

Open your mouth, boy. Yeah, just to prove you’ve swallowed the fucking lot like the whore you are. Good boy. See you in 30 minutes, Mick.

And that’s it sent, faggot. Now get under that rim seat over there. When your dad gets here, I want him to hear you fucking begging to rim and tongue my sweaty arsehole. Then after I’ve had a little talk with him, I’m gonna have him begging me to turn you into my collared slave and rape a load up your virgin cunt right in front of him. Show him what he’s never gonna get to fuck. I’ve seen your dad’s hard drive, and if he doesn’t want the police to see it too, he’ll do whatever he’s told. I’ll be inviting him round here every Saturday night to watch me and my mates gang raping your cunt, boy. And if he’s lucky, I’ll let him lick your pussy juice off my cock when we’ve finished. That’s as close as he’s ever gonna get to fucking your twat. Now get under that seat on your back, bitch. Tongue out, and start French kissing my arsehole like a good slut. Fuck yeah, boy. Right where you fucking belong. 

[morallyinept]

A full transcribe of AGENT WHISKEY'S dialogue/lines from the film KINGSMAN: THE GOLDEN CIRCLE.

Includes full dialogue, and dialogue from any deleted/additional scenes available.

I've created this as a point of reference when writing for Pedro's characters, and I hope you find it useful. Even if you just want to read the dialogue. 🖤

FULL MASTERLIST OF PEDRO CHARACTERS DIALOGUE

☝🏻Dialogue has been fully transcribed by myself using reference to original scripts (if available), audio subtitles and using my own two ears. Therefore, mistakes can be made, however I have tried to be as fully accurate as I can. If you spot an obvious mistake, please kindly let me know. Where audio is not clear, I have marked with *inaudible* Scenes are separated for ease of reference.

FULL SCRIPT DIALOGUE:

Kid, looks like we’re hookin’ up with a chick at a rock concert. My favourite kind of mission.

I’m sending my jet to pick you up. 

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Well, that's the easy part, kid. Take a look in the glove box. 

Goes on your finger. The surveillance tracker is in the tip. Apply light pressure for three seconds to release it. 

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I say we both make an approach. Whoever gets on best goes for it. 

The hand is not a mucus membrane, Eggsy. Neither is the back. They teach you anything at Kingsman? 

Our trackers are designed to enter in through the bloodstream, they circulate harmlessly providing full audio and GPS.

No, Eggsy, it ain’t.

Alright I’ll take first crack, watch and learn, buddy.  

Miss, I beg your pardon. I don’t wanna pester you, but I just have to know. What time are you playing? 

Oh damn it, now I feel like a fool. I just assumed a woman with your… charisma, well, she just had to be somebody. 

No, it’s okay. I know you didn’t mean to make me feel like a dumbass, so I’ll let you make it up to me by letting me buy you a drink. 

What are we doin’?

Tinder, what? 

Be good, be cool. 

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Now, is that any way to welcome a visitor from out of town, Moonshine? 

Well, pick him up.

Now, that is not what I call a Kentucky welcome. 

Manners. Maketh. Man. Let me translate that for ya. 

Hoo. I feel like a tornado in a trailer park. 

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You can’t make this personal, sir. 

Poppy’s stock piles really could be anywhere. 

You two need to fix this code name thing. And with all due respect, sir. I don’t think Galahad Senior is ready to return to work. 

It’s a lasso. 

Yes, sir. 

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Hold up, we need ya down here, Galahad. Secure the control room. 

I’ll cover. 

Galahad we’re coming! All clear at the bottom? Galahad, come in! 

Shit. 

Shit! 

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Let me have a look? 

Get down! 

Fuck you! I just saved your life! 

Alright. They're going for cover and reloadin’. I’ll fix their wagons. Cover me, boys! 

Thank fuckin’ Christ I didn’t need any back up! 

I’m out of ammo. Troop carrier coming in. What d’ya got? 

What is this? Looks like you packed for a fuckin’ slumber party, not a mission. 

Hey! Butterfly guy! It don’t look like Ginger fixed you right. 

I said I’m empty. Gimme yours! 

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Hello gorgeous! I’m Jack, what’s your name? How would you like to ride home on a real cowboy? I got a six pack of cold ones on ice and my roomie's out all night, so you can scream my name as loud as you need to, sugar! 

Who’s this pretty lady? 

Ginger. Goddamn Butterfly guy shot me in the fuckin’ head! 

Well I’m guessin’ you didn’t fix him right! Where the hell is he? 

Eggsy’s gonna need back up. 

Get the Silver Pony on the runway and ready to take off! 

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So. Don’t move, kid. You try anything funny and I turn this thing electric. 

Now, give up your guns, fellas. Slide ‘em over. 

Nope. My brain’s all good, kid. And you know what? I reckon the same is true for your friend Harry over here. Real fine instincts, I’ll give him that. But you stay still or I’ll dice him up so small you can take him home in a bucket and still have room for what's left of your buddy Merlin. 

That ashole? Hahaha. Hell no. It’s a matter of personal principle, agent. No more drug users and the Statesman share price rockets.  

Do you wanna know who was innocent? My highschool sweetheart. Love of my life. Pregnant with my little boy. He’d be about your age now. If his momma hadn’t got caught in the crossfire when two meth head freaks decided to rob a fuckin’ convinience store. A world without those people in it? Sure smells like peace to me. 

You break the law. You pay the price. Good riddance. To all of them. 

That’s why I gotta destroy that case. Now slide it over, Agent Galahad. 

Thank you. 

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FULL MASTERLIST OF PEDRO CHARACTERS DIALOGUE

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[missacidburn928]

Since it wouldn't leave my mind palace...

I got this little bit of dialogue stuck in my head and it wouldn't leave me be until I fleshed it out. SO here is a little 900 word blurb no one asked for. I usually don't do these but my here ya go.

“Are you serious? You can’t possibly be serious right now. Who the fuck gave you the right to even approach him with such vitriol on your tongue? He may care about maintaining his salvaged reputation but honey I am a whole mess of I don’t give a fuck. There is nothing you can do or say to me that I haven’t already done to myself. So come on. Try me. I love stupid games. I always come up with the best prizes.”

“Doll, you don’t need to do this. I’m okay.”

“Like hell you are Jamie. I know that look in your eyes and I’m not okay with it. Everything inside of me wants to make a scene right now. But I know you don’t want that. So, this is the solution.”

“Oh, wow. You need your woman to fight your battles for you now Soldat. Look how far you’ve fallen. You’re a shell of a once great man. I must say I much preferred you brainwashed.” The brunet field agent spouts off.

That was it. That what the last nail in her, soon to be coffin. Your shoulders relaxed, as a calmness took over. You turned to smile sweetly at the group of hero’s lounging around you in the common room. “Excuse me one moment.”

You rise to your feet. Bucky reaches out with his metal arm, giving your hand a squeeze and looking into your almost vacant eyes. “Doll?”

You just squeeze his hand back before releasing it and starting to walk away. You could hear Steve swallow. A quiet had settled within the room as you made your way.

“Sure can dish it out. Too bad you can’t ta-“

That was all she was able to make out before your hand tightened around her windpipe. No one moved to help the useless agent out.

“What was that? We’re you going to imply that I couldn’t take it. Tsk tsk tsk.” You make sure to dig your nails in, allowing little rivulets of crimson to take the course of gravity and run down her throat.

Her eyes begin frantically searching the faces of the group around her. Surely someone would come to her aid. She was a part of the team wasn’t she and you were just the Winter Soldiers little girlfriend.

“Oh, they won’t help you my dear. You see, I’m not exactly mortal. And therefore, even with all their nifty enhancements. They are no match for me. Expect Wanda. Although I really don’t want to know the truth to that. I very much like the Scarlet Witch.”

You allow her to take a quick breath and she squeaks out. “Thor.”

“Thor?” You start to laugh. “You think the demigod can save you?”

She nods.

“Oh you poor unfortunate soul. That’s not going to happen. You see I can control the elements and well all that lovely Thunder can be rendered useless with a snap of my fingers.”

You turn to the blonde Adonis with a smile. “I wouldn’t do without just cause. You know that.” You send him a wink and he beams a smile your way.

“Doll, she’s starting to turn purple.” Bucky states.

“Oh! My bad.” You loosen the pressure on her windpipe but keep your hand firmly in place around her delicate and bleeding neck.

“I think it’s due time for you to retire to the agents wing for the night. Wouldn’t want anything to happen to you that can’t be reversed.”

You take a step back and release her. Watching as she clutches her neck. Eyes wide with fear.

You lean forward and run your tongue along an errant trail of her life force. Making sure she watches as you trace it along your lips, before pulling it into your mouth and swallowing. With the snap of your crimson covered fingers all traces of blood disappear.

“Now run along. And remember,” You step forward so that you may whisper in her ear. “This was but a warning. It would more than please me for you to fuck around and find out what I would do if you slight my love again.” You place a kiss to her cheek and return to your super soldier.

Everyone watches on as she makes a B-line for the elevators. Everyone except for Bucky. He only has eyes for you.

He pulls you down to straddle his lap. You can feel exactly what that little display of your power did to him pushing against his zipper. His flesh hand grips your hip tightly as his metal thumb runs along your bottom lip. “Say goodnight to our friends, Doll.”

“Why? She’s gone. We can enjoy the rest of our evening in peace now.”

“Say goodnight, георгин. Unless you want our friends to see you get fucked stupid.”

You bite your lip and maintain eye contact with his steel greys. “Goodnight, Earth’s mightiest.”

He grips your thighs tight and rises from his seat. “Tony, up the sound proofing for our floor. Oh and can you funnel the audio to that cunt agents room as well.”

“Damn that’s pouring lemon and salt unto the wound.” Clint quips.

Tony messes with a screen on his watch for a moment. “Done and done terminator. Try not to break too much furniture this time please. I’m gonna have to start a tab soon with you two.”

Before the elevator doors can fully close you shout out. “What’s the fun in that!”

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[yaesnovels]

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ 𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 | 𝐟𝐰𝐛 ! 𝒂𝒍𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒎 | 3.3k

synopsis ; one simple thing you didn't want to do: fall in love with al-haitham. one hard thing you ended up doing: fall in love with al-haitham.

contains ; fembodied!reader with no pronouns; no mentioned protection; fwb to lovers; mention of creampies; oral 'n fingering (f receiving) petnames (sweetheart, darling), overstimulation; as well as a tiny bit of angst and fluff

with a loud groan from him and a soft moan from you, you focused on the sound of his deep grunts while the both of you tried to calm down from your highs. your eyes were closed, arms around his neck as he was still heavy on top of you, too spent to move a muscle. but you both knew that you had to get the hell out of there before his roommate came back home. 

“you certainly never disappoint”, you mumbled. al-haitham finally pulled out of you and let himself fall on the bed right next to you as he pulled you into his arms, being the big spoon while hugging you — one of the few things you had agreed to never do whenever you fucked, but shortly after discovered that both of you enjoyed this type of after-sex cuddling a lot. 

your eyes fluttered at the feeling of his cum seeping out of you, you never could get enough of this feeling. 

“thank you sweetheart.” he was still sounding really breathless, but much calmer than before. “exactly what i needed today after my professor kept on bugging me about that dumb paper.”

“yeah, i was going to ask if something was up with you. you seemed much rougher and pent up than usual. not that i’m complaining”, you yawned, it took you so much self-control not to just fall asleep in his arms. “what happened? did he dare to criticize your writing style again?”, you giggled, before you yelped when you felt him pinch your nipples as he let out a breathy chuckle. “okay okay, i’m sorry.“ you were laughing, still, and turned around to him, softly stroking his cheek with your thumb. 

“no, this time he just kept refusing my submission today, because apparently, it was due last week, while i am sure it wasn’t until tomorrow. i was trying to hand it i today, yet he refused to accept it because i was late to the submission”, he explained. he slowly started to relax more as he focused on your soft action. 

“now that is unfortunate… i hope you can work it out, though”, you said, lifting your head to capture his soft, slightly chappy lips in a kiss that quickly escalated into a much more rougher make out. it didn’t really take much time until he pulled you on his lap and you were grinding on his cock, both of you once again riled up to the point of needing yet another release. 

“stop teasing”, he groaned when he grabbed your thighs to stop your movements. you couldn’t help the soft giggle escaping your lips when you softly jerked him off a bit before you sank down on him, gasping at the initial stretch. 

“i will never get used to this”, you whined, trying to set a pace riding him. he helped you with your movements with his hands on your hips. you were clenching around him like crazy and it was making him feel things he never thought were possible. 

“you better do, sweetheart because i will only go rougher on you if you keep on squeezing down on me like that”, he groaned, before he had you pinned underneath his body again and instantly started with his deep and hard, yet slow thrusts again. 

he was holding your right hand in yours, his other hand was slowly circling your clit and the eye contact you had for a moment was so intense it made a shiver run down your spine. he was making you feel so weak… 

a particularly hard thrust had your eyes widen up, he was going faster now and desperately chasing his climax while his thumb was circling your clit even faster now. because of your previous orgasm, you were feeling slightly overstimulated and that feeling made you sob out in pleasure, your entire body started twitching and you just couldn’t handle it any longer. you cried out his name, fingers clinging oh, so desperately to his back as your entire body started shaking while your body tried to calm down again. 

the way you were clenching around him made him groan into your ear and moments later he was coming inside of you. it felt so good… 

“haitham?! are you at home?”, someone yelled outside of his room. your eyes widened in shock as you processed the fact that al-haitham’s roommate had just returned home and would most likely find you here naked in the bed if he decided to just go in without knocking. 

“yes, i am”, al-haitham yelled back – how did he even manage to not sound breathless after that intense fuck. “hold on, i’ll come out soon, i just took a shower.” 

you would never understand how he managed to sound so serious and honest, despite being exhausted just as you were. 

you gasped when he pulled out of you and you suddenly felt so empty again, only feeling his cum drip out of your hole. al-haitham quickly took an old clothing that he then decided to use to clean you up with. stupid kaveh, did he really have to come home now? you just wanted one relaxing night with your boy–

not boyfriend. right. 

sometimes you forgot that al-haitham wasn’t your boyfriend – despite him sometimes acting that way. the only connection you had was your stupid little agreement: he would give you his insanely good study notes and he would get a good fuck out of it. despite having clear rules for this entire thing (i.e. no falling in love or anything romantic when you have sex), you both always acted like a stupid couple anyway. 

and it hurt. 

he started making things hard for you for a while now – having this stupidly intense eye contact with you at times, holding your hand while he was letting out his pent-up stress due to being a busy student at the sumeru akademiya. despite agreeing to never do anything people would classify as “romantic” he was doing an awfully lot of it. 

and it was hurting you. a lot. 

as much as you didn’t want to admit it, the way he would care for you after going at multiple rounds in a short time span, made you fall in love with him. keeping up the image of this entire thing being casual was getting tiring for you. 

“i’ll uhh… get going soon. let’s pretend as if we wanted to study together”, you suggested when you quickly put on your clothes and made yourself presentable – looking as if you didn’t just have mind blowing sex. 

al-haitham just hummed as a reply, quickly putting on some comfy clothes before he checked in with you and opened the door. 

“oh, hi y/n! i didn’t know you were here, too!”, kaveh greeted you once he saw you behind al-haitham’s figure. “are you going to study together?”

you nodded with a faked smile, trying to seem as nice as possible. “yeah, haitham just wanted to take a shower and then we both just kept on procrastinating.” 

kaveh laughed. “ah, as expected of you two. never can focus on anything, can you? anyway, i’ll have to leave again anyway, i just came to grab some clothes – i’m staying with my girlfriend tonight, so you have the entire place to yourself. just don’t throw a party without me, yeah?” 

kaveh and you chatted for a bit before he excused himself and left the small studio apartment again. al-haitham and you waited for a few more moments before he was pulling you in close to his body once again. 

“i don’t know what’s going on with me today, but i just can’t get enough of you, sweetheart”, he mumbled when he had your arms pinned against the wall on each side of your head. “you got me addicted to you in a way i never thought was possible.” 

the moment he was kissing you, you just knew this wasn’t just one of those regular kisses you both shared often when making out. or at least it didn‘t feel that ’normal‘ to you. he was kissing you like it would be your last kiss, hips pressing yours against the wall and he was rough, passionate about it. 

you were hoping it meant something more to him. 

”you got me addicted to you in the best way possible.“

there it was. the sting in your heart because he always said that. because he would always say how good you feel against him, how good he felt being inside you, without a deeper meaning. you were imagining things again. he clearly wasn‘t feeling the same. 

right? 

you couldn’t handle this any longer. it was driving you insane. you instantly broke off the kiss, still in a slightly dazed state after that intense kiss. “i… have to go home. i promised nilou to help her practice with her dance”, you mumbled as you pushed him away from your body, grabbed your stuff and left the apartment. 

al-haitham only looked right after you and he was perplexed at why you had just lied to him. 

everyone in the akademiya knew exactly that nilou wasn’t even in sumeru city at the moment; she had been invited to liyue harbor for a collaboration with ms. yunjin. 

the next couple of days were awkward. you barely checked your phone in order to keep yourself from texting al-haitham or seeing whether he had texted you. instead, you buried yourself in your textbooks, trying to catch up with the studying you missed in the last couple of weeks. 

“y/n, are you home?!”

you froze as you registered the voice. that was al-haitham. 

“can we talk? you haven’t been replying to any of my texts and i’m worried.”

“i’m busy”, you yelled back. “we can talk sometime else.”

you knew that avoiding the young student was dumb and he knew you well enough to know that you were lying. however, you weren’t ready for this conversation. 

“cut the bullshit, y/n, you haven’t been to classes for the past week and no one has even really talked to you. i’m worried, please, let’s just talk about what’s going on”, he kept on knocking at your door. the constant knocking started irritating you, you just stood up, walked to the door and opened it to glare at your fellow student. 

“what part of ‘we can talk sometime else’ do you not understand?”, you were beyond frustrated and it wasn’t fair of you to let them all out on him – even if he was the reason for your frustration. “i don’t want to talk to you right now, just… leave me alone.”

al-haitham may lack in understanding of other people, specifically you, but he wasn’t stupid to not notice obvious things. for example, your teary eyes while you were yelling at him. 

“you’re obviously not fine”, he only said before he just waltzed into your apartment and pulling you in with him. he pushed you down on the couch and glared down at you in a very intimidating way and you just froze on your spot, almost unable to even move a muscle. 

al-haitham was quick to find your comfort blanket and gave it to you before he made his way to the kitchen to make you a hot chocolate, knowing it helps most people to relax. 

when he was done, he sat down next to you and pulled you into his embrace – he was hugging you from behind and that was your breaking point. you just started sobbing, turning yourself around and burying your face in his chest. 

“shh, it’s okay. whatever it is, i’ll be here for you, sweetheart”, he mumbled, giving you a soft kiss on your forehead and gently lifting your head up by your chin. he wiped your tears from your cheeks, giving you a soft smile. 

“that is the thing, haitham! i can’t have you help me through this because the reason i am like this right now is you. but you just don’t understand this. i … don’t want us to keep on with this agreement. it’s distracting me too much. just… leave. and don’t ever contact me again”

“no. i am not going to do that because you are clearly not thinking rational. please, tell me what’s going on. if i am the reason that you are doing terrible, i have the right to know what’s going on and try and help you out. did i do something wrong?”

“yes! yes, for fuck’s sake, you did! all those sweet touches, the way you were looking at me, those sweet kisses, everything! they confuse me. they make me think you want to take this all further than just a casual ‘friends with benefits’ crap and i know that we arranged to never cross that line. but … i did. i crossed that line. your stupid actions made me fall for you and i can’t handle these emotions. i can’t handle knowing that the one time i really and truly fall in love with someone, it is unrequited.”

at this point you had cried so much that your vision was slightly blurry. and it caught you by absolute surprise when you suddenly felt him kissing you, desperately. 

“oh, archons, y/n, i wish i knew this before. it could’ve saved us so much time. if i knew, i wouldn’t have hesitated to confess, sweetheart. you have no idea how crazy you make me feel, y/n. you make me feel things i never thought possible and it drives me crazy that all of this could’ve been avoided if i knew how you truly felt about me. truth be told, i am feeling the exact same way about you and i just never could get the confidence together to finally tell you that i… love you.”

you just stared at him in shock. now this was a turn of events. 

“what?”

“you heard me, darling. i’m not really good with all of these emotions so even getting myself to say it once was hard enough for me. but… i love you”, he mumbled. “i would never lie to you, especially about something like this.”

before you could even think of an answer or even process what was going on, he had you pinned down underneath him, peppering sweet kisses over your face and leaning down to kiss you on your sweet lips. 

instantly, you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him in closer, unable to keep yourself patient any longer. it wasn’t long after and his shirt was already thrown away – neither of you really caring where it even landed. 

when he finally broke off the kiss for a breather, he was looking right into your eyes with that intense gaze you were used to. but now you were able to see the pure adoration in them. it always has been the thoughts of ‘al-haitham has never been in love, why would he even fall for me?’ that made you believe he would just push you away once you told him that you were in love with him. 

but now, you wanted him to look at you in this way all the time. 

“you look so beautiful, sweetheart. all flustered for me”, he whispered before he continued with a trail of sweet kisses all over your neck, collarbones, before he pulled off your shirt and pants. “gotta make you feel good as an apology for making you cry, right? let me eat you out, sweetheart.”

oh. those excuses he always had just to eat you out. he never admitted it to you but he loved it. 

he kissed down your stomach, slowly pulling off your shorts and panties and he leaned down to press a little kiss on your clit before sucking on your sensitive spot. 

you let out a soft moan, your hands gripping strands of his hair. he looked up at you, pausing his sweet ministrations for a moment and looking at you with a dazed gaze – as if tasting you was like his own personal drug. 

you couldn’t help the gasp when you felt him enter a finger as he continued eating you out like you tasted better than any meal in this world. 

you wouldn’t doubt it for a second if he would have really told you that. 

al-haitham let out soft grunts, he kept on talking about how good you tasted and how much he adored your lovely reactions. he let out a chuckle when you snapped at him to stop talking before he just gave your clit one last kiss and left you frustrated. 

“if you really thought i’d make you come like that, you really didn’t get to know me at all, darling”, he mumbled before he lifted you up and carried you to your bedroom, not even struggling in the slightest. 

when he was back on top of you, you got caught up in yet another heavy make out, touching each other’s bodies like it was your first time. you never noticed how much you enjoyed the feeling of his body on yours, it somehow was… relaxing. 

though, what you were doing right now was everything but relaxing. well, it could be if he stopped teasing you for once. 

not too long after, you were already pulling the last remaining clothes off his body and started kissing his neck; a small smile on your lips as you listened to his soft grunts of pleasure  

“i want you so badly”, you mumbled, your eyes widening immediately when you felt him tease your clit again a little before he was slowly sinking into you, groaning in how tight you were around him  

despite occasionally fucking around for a couple of weeks, you were absolutely convinced that you would never get used to his girth – the first stretch was crazy to you  

“oh, you feel so good, sweetheart”, al-haitham moaned, he was so desperate to make you lose your mind and he wasn‘t going to stop until he had you a shaking underneath him  

archons, he had his mind absolutely set on ruining you and he was determined on it  

al-haitham finally started moving his hips, hard, yet slow thrusts and leaned down to press soft kisses on your forehead and then your lips you whined, unable to hold back your reactions to the way he was fucking you.  

you were already so close to coming as he had just brought you close to your first orgasm on the couch.  

your arms were around his neck as he kept up with his pace and your eyes were rolling back in pleasure. "mhm, you're so good for me, sweetheart, just like that", he murmured, slowing down a bit in order to tease you again. that devilish smile on his lips made you roll your eyes again. 

“are you going to fuck me or not now?”, you asked, slightly breathless. “i can go find someone else to fuck me if you-”

you cried out when he suddenly increased his pace again, your body shuddering in pleasure and it didn’t take much longer before you were clenching around him like crazy as you came around him. it took you a moment to calm down again, eyes slightly lidded as you slowly came down from your high again. 

you were so lightheaded for a moment, that you barely even noticed al-haitham pulling out of you and his cum spilling out of you – as usual. “i was just kidding”, you mumbled, absolutely boneless. 

“i know, sweetheart”, he kissed your cheek again before he plopped down next to you, pulling your almost limp body on top of his. “but we’re still not done, darling. i will make you come for me so many times that you will beg me to stop. and you know i am a man of my word.” 

you gulped in anticipation of the sweet torture he was about to give you. you knew he would hold onto that promise. 

and just moments later you let out a choked sob as you felt him lift your body again, aligning his cock with your folds and buried himself inside of you once again.

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[lady-ashfade]

hello! i hope ur having a great day/night! anyways, i have a request. just something super cute and fluffy with k bakugou and gender neutral reader! so im requesting prompts: 9, 10, 11, 12, & 40! it’s completely fine if you don’t do this request! :))

That damn paper.

Katsuki Bakugo x gn reader

Notes: If I messed up the pronouns just tell me! Also love fluffy Bakugou, especially after what’s going on. 

Promts: 9 “Pay attention to me”, 10 “I just want to be with you”, 11 “I love you”, 12 “Stop ignoring me”, 40 “Come sit on my lap”

Warnings: Bad grammar, misspelles, kinda Fanon Bakugou.

Bakugou loved you, so much that he was kinder to you then everyone else. He would do anything for you at any point in time if you asked and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

But right now, you were pissing him off to the point where the grip on his controller almost broke it in half. This wasn’t what he pictured when he asked you to come hang out in his dorm.

The only sounds in the room were the clicking of his controller or your pencil against the paper. You hadn’t even given him a glance since you sat down at his deck, you should be paying attention to him.

Now, Bakugou was someone who liked to prepare so he understood. But not when the paper is due in two weeks, you should be in his arms right now and not focusing on your books.

He wanted to break your pencil in two so you would have to pay attention to him. It’s been a full week since the two of you have had time to spend alone, and this is what you were doing?

He wasn’t going to stand for it.

“Asshole,”

You couldn’t reacted to his voice before a soft but hard pain was sent to the back of your head. Moving forward a bit from the hit you let out a groan, “What the hell.” Turning around to see his eyes glaring at you and his lips almost into a pout.

“Stop ignoring me.” You rolled you eyes and turned back around, “I have to finish this paper, give me a few minutes.” If bakugou didn’t love you he would have yelled at you but he did, so he just glared at the back of your head.

Bakugou cured under his breath and swung his feet off the bed and placed his controller on his bed side table. You didn’t know even turn you head at the sound of him walking towards you, maybe it was fun for you to watch him want your attention.

Or maybe you really needed to get this done.

But he didn’t care which one it was, all he wants is your attention, and he’ll get it. “Pay attention to me, I’m your damn boyfriend.” Bakugou placed his head onto of yours and put his arms around your shoulders.

Looking up at him you give him the biggest and cutest puppy eyes he has ever seen, knowing he couldn’t resist them he looked away. “Please.” you grabbed his hand, “Just ten more minutes,” bring his rough hands up to your lips and placing a soft kiss one them. “then I’ll be all yours.” Bakugou felt his cheek become warm and he pulled his hand back and walked away.

“You better be done in ten minutes.” You smiled and thanked him for it. You started again on your work as he continued to play what was on his tv.

Bakugou looked down at his phone to check the time again and when he read the time he felt more annoyed then earlier. The time was now “7:30” meaning he asked you twenty minutes ago, you’ve been working longer then you were supposed to.

Opening his mouth the yell at you he quickly stop in his acting when he saw you throw your pen down and lean back in his chair. A sigh leaving your mouth as you ran fingers through the peaces of hair on your head.

“Fucking finally.” You hummed in agreement and amusement at his comment. Spinning the chair you put both arms up above your head and stretched your back and body. “I’m all yours now.” You stood up and you felt the relief of standing up wash over you.

Bakugou smiled and pulled the covers off his legs only to pat his lap and waved you forward, “Come sit on my lap.” Chuckling at the command- Well, you knew it was more of him begging to be close to you, he was your boyfriend after all.

“Coming my love.” You crawled onto the bed and towards him and as soon as you where in arms length he snatched you up and pulled you onto of him, burying himself in your chest in the process.

Chuckle at his actions you wrapped your arms around his neck and played with the ended of his hair. “Do you want me to go get some snacks?” Pulling away a bit caused him to groan and pull you back just as close by holding you tightly.

“I just want to be with you” you almost couldn’t understand his words because they were muffled by him being smushed in your chest but you did understand. “I’m here.” A smile grew on your face as you held him back.

You loved when it got needy for your attention and love, it showed you just how much he loves you. Bakugou didn’t like to show his wants and soft side but you opened him up and now he didn’t want to stop. And that god forsaken paper didn’t let him get any alone time with you.

“I love you.” He moved up to your neck and laid his head on your shoulder giving your skin a few soft kisses. “I’ve missed you so much.” He made it sound like he hasn’t been with you in years but that’s what made your heart strings tug.

“Love you too.” You kissed his head only for him to lift his head and get a kiss on his lips. “You better,” he smirked and pecked you again making you kiss him longer.

He didn’t let you get up for anything that night, you literally had to beg him to let you go to the bathroom. He cuddled you all night like he was going to lose you the next day.

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