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atyourmerci · 14 days

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Gold wing, angel

meanloser!ellie X classpresident!r

CW: smut, MDNI, dom!ellie, sub!reader, v angsty, slight bondage, cunt slapping, fingering, cunnilingus, edging, orgasm denial, ruined orgasms, lite angel symbolism, no y/n, no pdor

A/N: actually surprised I finished a req (you all applaud me) this is inspired by “GOLDWING” by billie.

Ellie was a sick drug. Something not to be desired. She was the epitome of the allure of indulging in something you shouldn’t have, shouldn’t know, try at very least.

How did she get this way- who made her like this? Anger taken out through bodies of admission in an act of revenge. Taking back what was taken from her. Her pride regained by your submission.

You could have never fathomed the aggression the loser from AP American literature could obtain. You thought she’d beg on her knees for you. Worship your every move, starstruck by even getting the chance to touch you.

But she didn’t. She reveled in taking you off your high horse, got off on watching the student body president, proper and witty, utterly depraved by getting her cunt abused by a fucking moron.

98- A fucking 98, you did not deserve a 98 on the midterm paper. Your work was frankly sloppy, lacked comprehension. It made you ill knowing you were turning in something so lackluster with your name slapped across the front so proudly. The only thing that made you sicker was the thought of receiving special treatment- you had an image to uphold. You got to your position in this society from your own intellect, blood, sweat, tears and all. Kissing ass for a fucking 98 wasn’t in the cards.

The class began filing out as usual, like wild animals in a pack, shiny white teeth like daggers. Meshing together in their navy steam-pressed blazers, hair like defining fur, the only indication of individuality.

Except for her, sticking out like a sore thumb, the great big elephant in the room. Breaking many rulebook codes with her black nail polish, unkept hair to the standard policy, her white polo unbuttoned at the top two buttons that revealed her freckled chest. Despite her all around degenerate persona, she was irritatingly smart. Maybe if she had an ounce of charm she’d take your place.

With the rest of the class out of sight she stares at you. Not cutting off eye contact you both rise from your chairs you practically run to Mr. Stevens desk. The slap of two papers hit his desk, a 98 and a 90 shining in red sharpie ink on the white papers.

“I don’t deserve this,” comes out in unison, the sincerity in your voice cut open by the harshness in Ellies.

“Please one at a time, ladies.”

Before the words can even escape your lips Ellie rages, “I worked my ass off on this. I deserve better than a 90,” she spits out. “I know you can do better than this Ms.Williams, I expect more from you.” Ellie scoffs back at him, “this is bullshit,” she muffles but continues standing at his desk.

Mr.Stevens nods his head in your direction for your speech, you glance at Ellie with her arms now crossed, awaiting your protest. You brush off her insistence on staying and begin, “Mr.Stevens, I appreciate your grading and understanding my agenda for the midterm, but objectively this is sub-pare work. I think you may have given me someone else’s grade… maybe you mixed up my grade with Ms.Williams.”

He doesn’t skip a beat, “I don’t mix up grades, you earned it. Now if you two will excuse me,” Mr.Stevens directs you both to the now empty hallway.

Ellie storms out with rage, cheeks flushed and lips pressed closely, you follow behind. “‘ms Williams’? the fuck was that?” Ellie presses in a scowl, words echoed in a bare hallway.

“Look I read your paper, I think you deserved better,” you retort in an attempt to soothe her. You cant seem to keep your eyes off her cupids bow, the contrast of soft pink lips against her tired skin.

“Oh thats fucking rich coming from ‘ms I don’t deserve my grade’ you’re pathetic,” she points, eyes thinning.

“Maybe if you weren’t such a bitch more people would like you,” you attempt, heat rising in your own cheeks, heart thumping roughly in your chest.

Ellies cruel disposition contorts into a grin, inching closer to your body, “you’re fucking him aren’t you? Ms. perfect sucking off the teach so she can stay on top?”

A power so foreign comes before you, using force to push your wrist into her chest, though she doesn’t budge, “shut up.”

She returns your aggression, pushing your bodies flesh up against the brick wall behind you, ripping the breath from your lungs. Your hands instinctively grip into her shirt. Her eyes are wild, as if she was surprised she’d taken it this far, or rather puzzled by the fact you haven’t broken your grasp.

You both pant from the intrusion, glaring, waiting- waiting for someone to cave.

Like a dog on a leash you dragged her in, pulling her by her fabric until her lips met your own. A depraved act, met with open mouths and wandering tongues. Hatred in its finest form, digging into her as if you’d ever thought of it. A subconscious desire pulled from the depths of your cravings.

Before true indulgence she pushes you off, taking a moment to look at your hazy disposition, drunk on delinquency, “don’t ever do that again,” she pants out. Taking her thumb she wipes the saliva from your bottom lip and takes off without your response.

Time after time you went back. You told yourself you’d stop, never talk to her again. Yet there the keys were in the ignition, a path that you knew like the back of your hand. Leading, controlling your own fate of defacement.

“Can you please just open the door,” you plead on her doorsteps, mind and body corrupted- to only be pleased by the mental games, the destruction in forms of submitting to her.

Strung up like an old doll long forgotten in the attic, bound wrist behind your back and ankles tied to the head of her bed, vulnerable and needy.

“What now? Use your fucking words,” Ellie remarks before spitting on your neglected cunt. Your body winces at the sensation of the hot liquid dripping down the pulsing flesh, “please I promise I’ll do whatever you ask.”

She hovers over your squirming body, carful to not give you the satisfaction. Gripping your jaw in her hand, “do you ever pay attention to what I tell you? You don’t deserve to come,” cocking her free hand back to lay a purposeful slap to your slick folds causing you to scream out from the blissful pain.

She lays another one into the already beat red skin, a cruel grin growing on her lips as she hears you enjoying it. “You’d let me do anything, wouldn’t you?” she asks glaring at your tucked in lip, eyes glossy. You nod back at her, signaling your approval for using your body as her personal vessel.

Somehow it was good enough for her, dropping down to your perked nipples and sucking it into her teeth as she uses her hand to cover your eyes. You’d learn very early on that you weren’t allowed to watch her use her mouth on you. In the odd occasion she’d let you have your cunt in her mouth shed have your face shoved in the sheets while she took you from behind. She never told you why- and you didn’t dare ask.

Your wrist wriggle behind your back as your chest arches into her mouth, hot and wet. You obsess over what it would feel like on your mouth again, most nights were spent only thinking of her mouth- foreign, an impenetrable fortress. You began to chase the chance of the feeling her again.

You feel as her mouth comes off of the swollen bud as she removes the hand on your eyes, “don’t look,” she says with no threat in her tone, but you don’t risk crossing her.

You shut your exhausted eyes, dropping your head back as you feel her wrap her arms around the meat of your thighs. She drags an antagonizing strip up your slit, jolting your body into the mouth.

She goes as slow as possible, providing as little pressure she can muster up to the swell of your clit, but from her slaps it wouldn’t take much. Your body akin to a fish gasping for air out of water, squirming under her touch. She digs her fingers deep into the flesh as a warning.

“If you ever want to come again Id advise you behave.”

“P-please,” you plead to her, legs shaking as you whimper her name over and over like a prayer.

“I said no, i swear to god I’ll ruin every fucking orgasm,” sliding her two fingers into your clenching hole she drives slow pumps as she returns her mouth to your clit.

Your face contorts in concentration, attempting to hold yourself back but you could only be held off for so long.

“Ellie- Ellie!” bursting at the seams, your body detesting her rules, letting the hot white cum coat her fingers. She only fucks you harder, faster through your orgasm. This is a game you weren’t to win, rather to allow herself to revel in your pain. She got off on destroying your mind, making it to where you can only be pleased by her punishment.

Ellie kept her word, working you up on the edge of finishing and stopping completely, laughing at your pathetic state, crying and begging to come.

Clipping your wings, she hung them on her walls as a trophy. Pleas echoing her room, come splattering her sheets, your lips chapped and neglected.

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soulemissary · 2 years

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my carrd is semi relevant bc its mostly for twt but all the important stuff is right so im leaving it >_< its going to take me a hot fucking minute to get a queue set up again and it's 5 in the morning so bear with me but HIIIIIIII

#wandertext ♡#what was the last adrian era when i was on here. was i being crazy. did u still love me ♡#tldr if anyone is interested is i had a falling out w my roommate and moved to another state #with an abusive addict . who is getting help now! and seems to be doing better and i wish her the best #now that things r normal in the house i'm much nicer. promise. (lying)#we rescued a cat....me and my gf's second anniversary is coming up...uhmmmm. i am still in love with norton campbell #tapping my fingers like im talking to my mom on the phone and trying to remember what happened last week i think thats it #drug mention #abuse mention #mother mention #GOD I LOVE THIS TAGGING SYSTEM fuck twitter in fact

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totheblood · 1 year

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the hard way. [masterlist]

PAIRING: rockstar!ellie williams x ex-gf!reader

SUMMARY: you and ellie broke things off years ago, everyone knew this. what they didn't know was why. when a mysterious anonymous account pops up, seeming to know what happened, you and ellie are forced into talking again to find out who it is. problem is she's a rockstar and on tour, you may just have to figure it out over text.

WARNINGS: cursing, mentions of drinking/drugs, mentions of s*x, there will/may be se*ts so thats a warning.. dark themes in later chapters (will be trigger warned)

↳ prolouge

part i. (r)

part ii. (e)

part iii. (r)

part iv. (e)

part v. (r)

part vi. (e)

part vii. (r)

part viii. (e)

part ix. (r)

part x. (e)

#mine #ellie williams #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams smut #ellie williams tlou #ellie williams x reader smut #ellie williams the last of us #ellie williams tlou2 #ellie williams fanfiction #ellie williams fanfic #ellie williams fan fic #ellie williams x female reader #ellie williams x you #ellie williams imagine #ellie williams oneshot #modern!ellie williams #college!ellie williams #ellie williams one shot

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rosezza · 4 months

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࿐Silent treatment

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-r

Warnings: strong language, violence, mentions of drugs, drug use kinda dark!rafe

You were pushed against lots of other sweaty bodies that jumped around as the loud music and flashing lights surrounded the entire room. You were at one of Rafes house parties again. You and Rafe had an arguement before the party started. And he had been ignoring you since, silent treatment.

Usually Rafe had his arm wrapped around you or had you sitting on his lap as he snorted cocaine. But not today. He knew the silent treatment triggered you, which is why he always used it whenever you made him mad.

He was seated at a table with a couple dollar bills around him. Aswell as lines of white substance. Doing coke as usual with a couple of his friends. You had memorized 2 boys since they were always with him, Kelce and Topper. You were out on the dance floor, dancing with a few new friends of yours that you had made at the party. Trying to forget about Rafe for a while.

You didnt like that Rafe did cocaine. But he got pissed everytime you brought it up, telling you to mind your own business. So you decided to let him do whatever he wants. Even tho it hurt you.

"Hey y/n! Grab us another drink will ya?!" Your new made friend Ariel asked loudly with a smile so you could hear it over the loud music and crowd screaming in your ears. You nodded and began pushing yourself through the sweaty bodies. Making your way to a less crowded area. As you got there you placed your hand in your back pocket to check your money before going to pay for some drinks.

But your eyebrows frowned as you didnt feel any money in your pocket at all. You kept searching moving from one pocket to another, desperate to find it. But then you gave up and groaned, someone had probably snatched the dollar bills out your pocket as you were dancing.

"Rafe?.." you asked as you approached the table he was at. He looked to where your voice came from but he ignored you and went back to counting up the money he had in his hands. You sigh as you slide your hand onto his shoulder. Tired of this silent treatment already. He shrugged your hands off his shoulder and you let your arm fall to your side

"What." Rafe said calmly. Still not wanting to talk to you.

You cleared your throat before speaking "Someone stole my money i had when i was dancing and-.." you started as you brought your hand up to the back of your neck as you watched Rafe continue to swipe through his money.

"Mhm" Rafe hummed. Clearly not listening to you trying to give him the hint of giving you some money since you didnt have any. You sighed.

"Rafe i need money" you said akwardly and Rafe pouted his lips. "Ah, thats sad. Go work or something yeah?" Rafe joked which earned a laugh from his friends which just embarassed you. You shook your head and rolled your eyes. Giving up on this. He was clearly not listening to you at all.

You sighed as you turned and began walking away from the table. Giving up on it all to go back and dissapoint your friends with no drinks, and no money.

Even tho they were probably just using you for money because they knew your boyfriend was rich.

But just as youre about to go back into the crowd an unfamiliar arm snakes around your waist. Pulling you closer and into their body. You turn your head, thinking its Rafe. But instead its a middle aged man, probably in his 30s.

You immediately begin feeling uncomfortable and you try to move away from him but that just results in him pulling you even closer, forcing you close. His mouth lowers down to your ear. His lips ghosting over your earlobe as he whispers.

"Boyfriend aint giving you money huh?.. ill give you some for a piece of change" the middle aged man whispered seductively in your ear as you got even more uncomfortable. It felt wierd if it wasnt Rafe who was saying it. Your eyebrows frowned and you shook your head.

"Get your fucking hands off her." You heard Rafes voice sneer before you could answer. You felt the man behind you being pulled away from you forcefully. His arms finally leaving your waist.

The man stumbled a bit and before he could regain his balance again, Rafes fist collided with the mans jaw forcefully. The man stumbled back but Rafe followed after, pushing the man into a table and staring emotionlessly into his eyes.

Your lips parted as you watched the situation unfold infront of you. But too scared to do anything about it. A few people close by walked away from the scene.

The man brought a hand to his jaw as he held himself up by the table with his other. Blood ran down the mans chin. But without saying another word the man stumbled to the side before making his way out of there like a scared dog.

As the man walked away Rafe turned back to you and walked closer to you, placing a hand on your hip as his other hand tucked in a few dollar bills in the waistline of your skirt. His fingers digged into your side.

You looked up at Rafe. "Thank you" you said softly. Which in response you only got a small "mhm" from him.

Rafes gaze moved down your body. Checking you out. You had a short skirt on. A little too short actually. Just a few centimeters shorter and your panties would be for everyone to see. The top you had on was tight. Making your curves more noticable. And Rafe didnt like that one bit.

"Go change. You look like a slut" Rafe said calmly. His face straight showing no emotion what-so-ever. Even tho his pupils were dilated. Showing that he was on coke.

You bit down on your lower lip. Your teeth biting at your skin. You looked back at where your friends were. Remembering you had promised them drinks. Rafe looked down at you, waiting for a nod and for you to obey and go change.

"But-"

"No. Go change or ill force you to it." His voice calm and serious as he looked at you. You shook your head. "Rafe i dont-" but before you could finish your sentence Rafes cold hands gripped onto your waist. Pulling you closer and lifting you up and over his shoulder. His arm wrapped over your ass. Making sure the skirt stayed down as he began walking towards the staircase that led to his room.

"Rafe youre embarassing me i look like a child-" you said as you hanged over his shoulder. Your hands holding onto the back of his shirt.

"Act like a child, get treated like one." Rafe said calmly as he continued his way to his room to get you changed into something more appropriate then what you were wearing.

"But i think i deserve something for saving you, yeah?"

Taglist: @necroflame ♡

I need ideas/requests bc i have no idea what to write

#rafe x reader #outer banks #rafe fanfiction #rafe cameron #drew starkey #rafe outer banks #rafe obx #obx #fanfic #rafe fic #rafe angst

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blingblong55 · 7 months

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The new drug leader? -141

R/N lives in a bad neighbourhood, their neighbour uses R/N's side of property to hide drugs. Of Course, R/N, doesn't know

Price: is that your home? *points to the tv*

R/N: Hey! is it, oh my...thats my neighbour Kevin! *smiles*

Gaz: says they have 30 million pound of cocaine

Soap: People think you're in on it

R/N: If I was, I better get some money or the very least get a good sniff

Ghost: R/N, you're the reason why we have a lawyer

R/N: all I am saying is, if I was in on it, call me the new Las Almas Leader!

Price: *in a disappointed tone* R/N....

R/N: what? think about the movies there be...although Rudy and Ale would be mad...*shrugs*

Ghost: to your room, now, soldier

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rubyroboticalt · 1 month

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Minecrafters grab your pickaxes, and catch up on the QBLR QUARTERLY!

what's up guys, you just found the internet's first hellsite smp! what's qblr you ask? well, you see, the explanation is perfectly simple and scientific: my brother you are on qblr. this is the qsmp fan tumblr. some of us made a server. and now, let me learn you a thing about all the events and mishaps that happened on the server this week!

the server opened with players and creatures running around the world trying to survive the first nights on a modded world, to varying degrees of success

as days pass, residents begin to encounter monsters tough enough to warrant better lodging and armor. with these reinforced shelters and better gear, the residents begin to form friendships!

the friends share food, homes, and gear. sounds like communism. are they communist or something? actually, that makes perfect sense what with the minecraft and all.

residents sort themselves into groups mostly by timezone and playstyle. being a server inspired by the qsmp, timezones mean that groups speaking different languages stick together and build together.

the french build a stone circle, form a traveling band, and create an inn providing basic necessities like food and beds.

others make their own homes, and an axolotl pond pops up!

the hispanic folk also have a lovely start, with cozy furnishings and no other reports from this side of the server.

and now, a reading from r/EnglishLivingSpaces. white jacaranda walls. plain spruce floor. circular room, with a 1-wide 2-tall window for each 5-wide edge wall of the circle, two windows total. green bed under the window, facing a log pillar in the center of the room. two stacks of loose papers on the right side of the room. a sign reading "r/malelivingspaces" placed next to the bed. this has been a reading of r/EnglishLivingSpaces.

the server celebrated 4/13 by having a fruity rumpus cult party. festivities included drugs and alcohol introduced by some of the mods installed on the server.

and now, the gubby.

bad boy hooters opened to celebrate all the big booby badboys out there in the wild. i always do appreciate a good use of the expression hooters. and as a safe house from the nightmare stalkers that seem to be thriving on the fear and pain they cause, it gets many a visit.

residents continue to build and decorate, with fun and games in between.

folks play for reasonable amounts of time, with two days played in 5 days of server uptime by one ambitious player.

finally, everyone is building interiors to their houses now, with the dining room being a popular place to take photos.

some late bloomers also complete the exteriors of their -- that's not a house, thats a taqueria.

and the first week on the server closes with absolutely nothing ominous happening.

#qblrsmp #qblr quarterly #ruby tv #in this fun project. enjoying it. all images are described. video uploading.

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starfxkr · 2 months

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I was stalking ur trap!jj tag (as per usual) and I am on my knees begging for a part 2 of that ask where he makes r do anal bc she did coke 🫣🫣🫣 like i need more of him being mean and nasty in my guts

BYE I DONT REMEMBER THAT PROMPT??? lets tap in

⋆ ˚ ꩜ ｡ ⋆୨୧˚⋆ ˚ ꩜ ｡ ⋆୨୧˚⋆ ˚ ꩜ ｡ ⋆୨୧˚⋆ ˚ ꩜ ｡ ⋆୨୧˚⋆ ˚ ꩜ ｡ ⋆୨୧˚⋆ ˚ ꩜ ｡ ⋆୨୧˚

you blood was already boiling, and the feeling of jj's throbbing dick stretching open your tender asshole was making it too much. the hand pinning your head to the almost covered your face, his thumb ran over the seam of your lips until he could finally slip it--a little gentleness to contrast the way he was forcing your ass apart.

"papa I-i'm sorry please it hurts!" there was no way to push him off and you knew it, but you didn't entirely want to. despite the pain you were probably the wettest you've ever been--arousal dripped out of your neglected cunt and over your clit, but each attempt to grind yourself against the bed was met with a harsh hand pinning your hips still.

"yeah it fuckin hurts? shoulda thought about that before you decided to start tweakin."

holding on was all you could do,, knuckles clenched tight in the sheets as you moaned and shrieked at the feeling of him inside you, begging him to cum so it'd be over but pleading for him to keep going so it'd never end.

it was intense and the drugs in your system only amplified both the pain and the pleasure of it all.

"fuck. m'gonna cum in this cute little ass you better be fuckin ready."

when you whine you can't tell if its from relief or disappointment when he speeds up, loud grunts and moans spilling from his lips as he shoots thick, hot ropes of cum in your ass. jj finally slows to a stop and pulls out, spreading your cheeks wide to watch his cum leak out of your gaping asshole.

"bet you won't try that shit again huh?"

you shake your head no and he gives you a kiss on your clammy cheek, "thats what I thought. you know I love you babygirl but I give you rules for a reason. you're too good to end up strung out and feignin'."

nothing more than a soft hum exits your lips in an reluctant agreement, he was right. who needs drugs when he fucks you like that?

#✨.txt #jj maybank prompt #trap!jj

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misserabella · 1 year

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hii<3 idk if its okay to request a story based on a song, but if yes then can i request sth w javier pena based on slow down by chase atlantic? if not thats also okay <3

a/n; yeah ofc!!! love chase atlantic tbh

slow down.

javier peña x fem! reader

cw; 18+ content, minors dni!, dirty talking, mentions of drugs, drug use (not specified, but you can think about weed), alcohol consumption, harsh rough sex, praising, multiple orgasms, unprotected piv sex (guys wrap it before you tap it ffs), cream pie, oral sex (r receiving)…

REMINDER: english is not my mother language so i apologize if there are some mistakes <3 !¡ either ways, i hope y’all like it. <3

REPOSTS AND COMMENTS ARE VERY MUCH APPRECIATED!

you rolled your eyes when you saw him take the empty spot beside you at the bar, javier peña, the protagonist of all your nightmares. you took a harsh swing of your drink when you noticed his staring, and his sly smirk.

you sighed, turning to face him. “tell me what it is you wanna know now…” he smiled harder.

“finish up the bottle then we'll go, babe.” he winked, and you arched your eyebrows.

“that serious huh?” he shrugged.

“serious business need to take place in serious places.”

you took a glance at the bottle that you were draining your sorrows and stress in.

“won't you have a little?" you inquired, and he shook his head no.

“no way." you squinted your eyes. weird. that was until you noticed the red on his eyes, and everything made sense. not again.

“there’s no way you’re dragging me into it again, javi. i'm too phased and it's too late.” you said, and he smirked, one of his hands landed on your thigh, making you sigh at the warmth of his touch. your skin grew in goosebumps. “it was a mistake. i don’t want you running away from all this shit all over again when you come down from whatever you’re into.”

“but coming down is all i do babe…” he whispered in your ear. “don’t you remember it? you tasted so sweet, were so wet for me…” you shivered when his touch moves upwards, shooting electric shocks throughout your whole body. “i'll show you again how good it felt if you let me, pretty girl…”

you looked into his eyes, and even though you knew it was a mistake, the alcohol was too loud on your veins to let you hear the alarms blaring inside your mind. you took the bottle with you, and he paid for it, not caring about the money as long as he could take you home.

back to where you’d always belonged.

“look at you, buried in the pillow trying to not wake up the neighbors? sweet girl, you’re too loud to even try…” he chuckled, fucking into you harder, making your legs wobble as he held you up by your hips, giving you back shots. “so eager…” he grunted, seeing how needly you fucked yourself back onto his cock. you’d already cum two times, and a white ring of your arousal was decorating his base. you were in need of another one, of him to fuck you senseless and dumb, to fuck away the thoughts from your head and the feeling from your heart. “shh, baby, slow down… i’m not going anywhere, why so needy, hm?” you moaned.

“shut the fuck up.” he chuckled at your hiss, fucking you harder and making you choke.

“such a filthy mouth, you always bite back don’t you? should i teach you some manners, hm? should i put you on your place?”

you were burning up. all you could see was red.

“fuck me like you mean it." you said and he grunted. "okay"

it's two-faced, this unspoken feelings you two never let it show. maybe it was too late to even make it known.

you felt like floating but your heart was heavy, and his dick was reaching so deep it was almost punching the words out of your guts. his thrusts were harsh and merciless, hitting your soft spot over and over again, making you moan and cry out his name.

“fuck. you drive me insane.” he moaned, fucking into you with need. “can’t take you out of my fucking mind since that night… always got me on some shit to forget how you feel.” you moaned, your heart beating faster in your chest. “so fucking tight and wet, shit…” he grunted and you were babbling.

“shit javier, harder…” you begged and his hands were tugging from your hips as he groaned, snapping his hips harder against you, his balls slapping against your clit with every new thrust. he was smirking, ‘cause fuck, even if he had told you to slow down, there you were, begging for more, arching your back for him so he could get deeper, fill you up to the brim.

“aw, that’s it, that’s all my pretty girl wanted hm? to get a little bit rough with her?” you whimpered.

“yes, yes, fuck!” he was hitting your g spot non-stop, making you feel like no one had ever before.

maybe that’s why you always ran before you could get hooked up on it. this love, his touch, his words, his eyes… there was all a drug that you couldn’t allow to get yourself into. but you couldn’t help to fall every time he would come closer, whisper just the right things to you and touch you were you needed it the most.

you let out a surprised gasp when he slipped out and turned you on your back, pinning you to the bed with a hand around your neck before plunging right back in.

you moaned and he grunted, your eyes squeezing shut in pleasure as he started to fuck you once again.

“much better, fuck. look at you. taking my cock so good. looking so good with me balls deep into your cunt, baby.” you moaned, your head feeling fuzzy as your stomach warm. you were getting close, and it was coming too fast and too strong. “wanna have you like this all the time, shit. want you so bad…” he groaned.

“javi…” your voice was broken, your lips swollen due to his kisses. “i’m gonna cum…” you cried out.

“you gonna cum, princess? gonna soak my cock?” you nodded, moaning, already a mess, tears staining your cheeks as his dick leaked inside of you. god, you were getting so tight. you couldn’t help but scream when his fingers met your clit, rubbing it in delirious quick and fast circles. “so fucking tight, you’re gonna milk my cock, fuck.” he grunted, his thrust harsh and quick to get you there.

you were falling apart.

“fuck, javi, i’m…!” you couldn’t even finish what you were saying before it hit you. waves of hot and heavy pleasure that made your walls flutters and your cum drip down his cock onto a white ring on his base. “fuck!” you cried out, and he was moaning in your ear, hips stuttering. just the sight of you falling apart in front of him, of your cunt warming up while getting tighter and wetter…

shit.

“i’m gonna cum, baby. fuck. where?” he inquired and your legs surrounded his hips, pushing him closer. deeper.

“inside, javi, cum inside.” you begged, riding out your orgasm, which only seemed to get higher, ending on a second one when you felt it; hot spurts of creamy pearly cum filling you up and painting your walls in white. he grunted, moaned, even whined as he pumped you full of him, helping you through your own high by rubbing your clit and playing with your breasts. when you two came down, he was sucking on your nipples, breath ragged and hair sticking to his forehead due to the sweat decorating his skin. you let out a little whine when he pulled out, watching his cum leak from your abused cunt.

you watched as well, and with a whimper you tugged on his hair, and he found your lips, stealing your breath away.

you looked into his eyes as you leaned back, a string of spit joining your mouths.

“javi…” you muttered, a frown on your face.

“yeah, gorgeous?” he inquired, a smirk on his face as he slowly started to get lower with his kisses. down your chest… your stomach…

“what are you doing?” you inquired him, and now he was kissing your inner thighs, making tou twitch and your cunt to start throbbing again.

“going down.” he gave you a wink and you sighed, rolling your eyes.

but those actions repeated themselves in a total different situation and meaning when his tongue was buried deep into your pussy and he was making you moan once again.

you were always running from him, from this. but maybe you could slow down. and enjoy the ride.

pedro pascal masterlist! <3

xxx

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wavesgocrash · 8 months

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✩°。Slow Down The Song⋆⸜ 🎧✮

Pairing: Abby Anderson X reader

Content: friendship w Dina content <3, (I love Dina). drinking/drugs, pushy douche man, mutual pining. SMUT! : spitting, spanking, degrading/praise, pictures are taken during, handcuffs(its a belt) head R!receiving, strap on sex r!receiving. LMK if I missed anything <33

A/N : first smut writing lmk how it goes :D kisses..

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You always saw abby, walking to classes, on her way to practice, the gym. She was in your liberal arts class. But you never interacted. She always had her headphones in. smug unapproachable face. She had this walk, like she owned every sidewalk she walked on. You always took a second to take in her outfit, pointedly checking her out, not like she'd noticed. when she passed you could smell her expensive cologne, admire her braided hairstyles. Sometimes you smiled and she didn’t even notice, sometimes shed look at you and try to give what looked like a smile, just a polite one.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

“hey chica” a familiar voice singsonged as she let herself in your dorm. you turned your head to find Dina in your door with a large backpack in hand “whatcha doin?” you eyed her suspiciously.. “my chem work..”

she trounced over to you shutting your computer quickly. “well not anymore, we’re going out!!!” she squealed excitedly spinning in a circle and dropping her bag to the ground.

You’d never exactly been a party animal, but with the stress of college it was so nice to get out and have fun.

“fineeee” you’d pretended to concede. rolling your eyes and twirling around with Dina

shed connected to your speaker, poured you both drinks and begun on your makeup.

“any luck with your crush?” she bounced her eyebrows obnoxouisly, referring to abby.

“i haven’t talked to her yet..” you confessed

“Y/N come on! its just Abby Anderson” she rolled her eyes as if abby wasn’t incredibly intimidating

“Dina she’s like six foot tall and has the RBF of a monster.” you pleaded with her

she rolled her eyes at you, finishing your lipstick. “go get dressed sugar”she smacked your ass playfully and said “els and Jesse will be here soon to pregame”

“no cat?” you asked referring to ellies girlfriend.

Dina hissed.. and squinted “ouch, broke up again?” you confirmed. This was like the third time.

Dina laughed starting on her makeup, already in her blue sparkly mini dress.

you walked into your room opening the dresser, hmm a red velvet and lace mini dress or a bedazzled low back halter top and leather skirt? “DINA?? DRESS OR SKIRT?”

“WHAT DRESS?”

“MY RED ONE”

“WHAT TOP WITH THE SKIRT?”

“MY BEDAZZLED ONE”

“OOO DISCO BALL SHIRT!!!” Dina screeched. you laughed and slid into the shirt discarding the idea of a bra, slipping your skirt on and your shoes into some short red pumps you felt perfect, and just in time. ellie called “ladies? we’re here.

“hi guys!” you ran up giving them each a quick hug

Dina said nothing, she was touching up her eyeliner.

once she was finished she ran out giving Jesse a peck and ellie a hug.

You were decently intoxicate by the time you even got to the party, Dina drank like a horse. (this is cannon)

As the party heated up and the lights somehow got dimmer the music blasting, you found yourself drunk. looking for Dina to get you another drink you ran smack into a mans back.

“oops sorry!” you slurred slightly.

he spun around, you didn’t recognize him “thats okay baby” he slurred heavily groping your hips to “stablize you”

You stumbled back and tried to walk past him, he grabbed your hips again. “dance with me bbygirl” he gave you a drunk smile

“does that line ever work?” you narrow your eyes grabbing his wrists and pushing back.

“yes” he winked

“not this time buddy” you snapped, and pushed off of him.

“god you’re a bitch” he grabbed your wrist harshly

before you could even get agressive, a large hand wrapped around your waist and a voice said in you ear “whatcha doin love?” Abby.

The man backed off chuckling, “my bad Anderson. Gotcha self a fiesty one huh?”

she pretended to chuckle. “ha yea, go find lilly i’m sure she’s missing warming your lap” and with that she yanked you away. you made sure to glare at his back on your way away.

whoever that is

suddenly you found yourself face to face with Abby Anderson. that hardend face present “you alright?” she asked her exterior melting as she leaned down to talk over the music in your ear.

“yea yea I had it handled. but thank you anyways.”

she nods looking at you, a new song plays, you love this song.

finally you found your balls. “dance with me.” you demanded more than asked.

she let her eyebrows rise, finally she said “alright”

she grabbed your hips without hesitation and your hands found her shoulders picking up to the pace of the song. As the song picked up you , let yourself daringly grind on her. her hands tightened on your hips “watch it Y/N” she rasped. Her voice sending electric down your spin and her grip lighting your skin on fire. the song crecendoded and you put your head in the crook of her neck kissing a small kiss. “what if I don’t want to?” you whispered “fuck Y/N how drunk are you?” she was still raspy her hands gripping you “drunk enough to take what i want” she hummed at your words, slotting her knee between your thighs, letting you move your hips with her body.

“can i kiss you?” you murmured. “fuck yes” she rasped out again you kissed her raggedly and she gave you the passion back, working on you. Breaking the kiss she dropped her head to your shoulder breathing you in, fighting back her needs, keeping her restraint. She thought she might ruin you right here in that fucking mini skirt.

breathe me in

breathe me out

you danced together locked in the heat of passion for what felt like five minutes but was for more then a few songs, suddenly the asshole who had his grip on you walked past winking at abby and drawing his eyes over you. She grabbed your ass possessively , causing you to jump forward, grinding your clothed cunt on her knee, letting out a moan.

“I need to get you out of here” abby hummed in your ear.

breathe me in

breathe me out

you nodded frantically ”just have to tell Dina”

She nodded and took your hand as you separated.

you found dina jessie and ellie out on the patio smoking a joint.

as if noticing your presence Dina passed it to you without looking up from her conversation. but when Jesse noticed the hickeys on your neck his brows furrowed, making the three of them looking you as you took a long drag off the joint. Passing it to ellie you started “guys i’m gonna um.. go home with someone” Dinas eyebrows shot up, ellie began taking you in, hickeys ,a hiked up skirt and a flushed face. “who?” she asked, ellie was this protective of everyone. you sidestepped to show none other then Abby fucking Anderson standing in the glass sliding door giving you guys some space to talk. “No fucking wayyyy-” Dina was cut off by ellie“is she sober, is she driving you?” ellie asked. you nodded. “okay cya.” Dina slapped your ass AGAIN as you trotted off. it was like her way of highfiving you.

The drive was mostly quiet. abby’s hand on your thigh, light music playing. The car stopped in front of her apartment building. “are you sure you’re okay with this”

“please abby.” you nodded. “if i didn’t see the way you looked at me every damn day I wouldn’t consider this. while you’re drunk.” your face flushed at her embarrassing statement.

the second you got in the door you were pushed against it locked in a heated kiss. kicking your shoes off. Abby all but dragged you to her room, unzipping your skirt “think i don’t see the way you give me fuck me eyes everyday huh? ” she growled in your ear. You whined.

“i have to hold myself back from this every fuckin’ day. lookin at me like that. like a slut who needs to be fucked” she chucked your skirt.

she ripped her own nice t shirt off showing her sports bra, then yours revealing your bare chest

“cant even wear a bra to the fuckin’ party. fuck your tits are perfect”

once soft spoken and quiet abby had flipped a switch. talking to you just the way you wanted, you’d imagined

“yours too” you slipped your hands under her sports bra and she helped you take it off, showing off her perfect tits.

she scooped you up only in your panties and brought your legs around her torso.

she attached her mouth to your perked nipple you let out a strained moan and she gripped your ass harder playing with your nipple with her tongue. switching to the other nd spending time on it. she walked over to the bed tossing you on it like you weighed nothing you gasped at the air being knocked out of your lungs, propping yourself up on your elbows. as she undid her belt setting it on the side table carefully, your eyes followed her hands and she undid her jeans sliding and kicking them off. she smiled at you, powerful body on full display abs flexing.

she lunged kissing you and kissing down your body, kissing over your clothed cunt.

“abby don’t tease. Please?”

“don’t tease? you’ve teased me for months staring at me, wearing cute little dresses, i should’ve been ripping them off of you the minute you got home. I should’ve been holding your hand to classes. ”

she began to lick your cunt through your thin satin panties as you canted your hips, whining.

finally she ripped them off. devouring you like she had been starved “abs.. making me feel so good.”

She looked up, smacking your slit and spitting on it after

you moaned out.

she sucked on your clit and entered a finger into you you moaned out your hole clenching.

“so fuckin tight. fuck.”

quickly she added another finger and you began grinding on her tounge. ‘Abs Abs im gonna!-”

“cum for me baby, cum on this face cmon. tell me who’s makin you feel this good”

her words sent you over the edge, a band in your belly snapping as you released on her face ”thats it thatta girl.” she slurped nastily on your pussy not even giving you a break.

she rose from the bed, your whining from loss of contact. ‘’i know baby” she pretended to pout, opening her drawer and pulling out a shiny box, and out of it she got a large baby pink strap on, maybe eight inches? your mouth watered at the sight of it. “bought this the day i saw you. wearin that lil top i couldn’t stand it.”

she latched it on over her boxers

‘ you whined at the tip sliding between your folds, she leaned up to you “ya alright with this love? she asked” “you nodded frantically kissing her, tasting yourself. she grabbed your face between her forefinger and thumb “open your mouth up” you did.

She was so nasty. she spit in your mouth and squeezed your cheeks to tell you not to close your mouth. she smiled at that sight. “so fuckin’ pretty.” she grabbed her polaroid off the nightstand “keep that mouth open wide baby” She snapped the picture. “oh thats going in my wallet.”

“Swallow” she commanded. and you did.

“fuck abs.. you’re perfect for me.”

“good baby” she chuckled

she used your slick to wet her cock and looked up at you, gripping your hips hard enough to leave bright brusises the next morning. slowly she slid in inch by inch, your eyes drooped as you moaned out whining at the size, all the way to the hilt. she checked on you, obviously enjoying it.

pulled out, and slammed back in. you screamed out at the feeling “A-Abby!”

“gunna fuckin’ split you in half”

relentlessly she pounded into you until she found that sweet spot that had your hips bucking. she abused it until your eyes started watering. using your hands you started to run away.

“ahh ahh ahh” she tsked.

flipping you over she grabbed the belt from her nightstand and skillfully used it to restrain your hands behind your back. your chest flush into her silk sheets.

she slammed into you at the hilt feeling your cervix. “gunna fuckin mold this pussy to my cock. you’re only gonna be mine.”

“Mhm i’m yours abs” you cried out

she went harder chasing her own orgasm as the hild of her cock bumped against her clit.

she smacked your ass causing you to jump forward and back, making her stroke that much deeper. “ass is perfect, this pussy’s fuckin’ perfect.” she growled out at you spitting down to where you connected. “abs- ABBY fuck. fuck. fuck.” you cried out

“yea baby tell the neighbors who owns you”

“Who owns this pussy?” she smacked your ass again and then she reached down messing with your clit

“ah! you abby. Abby does!”

‘m’ gonna cum abby.”

yea baby? go ahead cum for me she spat out.

she put her thumb on your asshole pressing just enough to feel how tight it was. spitting on it.

you feel your orgasm take over your body in waves, sending shock waves.

but she wasnt done

she kept going, no pace change. “m’ not fuckin’ done Y/N, gotta - fuckin’- make- you- mine-”

she slammed into you on each word making her point

you cried out, overstimulated, the orgasm you just had began to feel like a band that was going to snap again “abby pleas- is-its too much abby-”

“fuckin’ take it baby. fuckin’ take it like a good slut”

with your hands tied behind your back you had no choice to take it.

“Abs i’m gonna cum again. abs-”

“gunna fuckin’ cum too”

her strokes got sloppy, and she repeatedly smacked your ass alternating cheeks.

“Cum with me cmon fuckin’ cum with me, pretty”

“abs- ” the band snapped in your stomach, squirt covering both of your thighs.

“fuck Y/N, look so pretty doin it, fuck such a fuckin- good- girl-”

she accentuated her words with he lasts strokes her orgasm ripping out of her.. she rode it out in your whining, shiny wet cunt.

she un-lachted your arms and slid out of you.

giving you a kiss on the forehead

“did s’good for me baby, stay right here i’ll take care of you.”

she walked around the room putting the strap away you admired her strong back as she cleaned up, she took a warm wet rag to your puffy fucked out cunt cleaning you up and sliding a pair of her boxers on you, and her shirt over your head. she got dressed too and cralwed into bed with you, cuddling you into her arms.

#abby anderson x you #abby anderson x reader #abby #ellie tlou #ellie #ellie williams #abby brainrot era #abby the last of us #abby tlou

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anjali-ashok-777 · 2 months

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Getting into a fight with Natalie.

(A nat scatorccio x fem reader fic)

NATALIE COME BACK. NO DONT U FUCKING WALK AWAY FROM ME.

You scream at her as she walks to the living room from your room. She’s already downed a bottle of gin and she decides to pick a fight with you today.

SHUT THE HELL UP OH MY GOD.

She screams back as she lays on the couch.

What the Fuck is wrong with u today huh? u ignore me the whole damn day at school and u decided to fucking COME OVER AND DRINK HUH?

You scream at her and snatch the bottle from her hand.

Natalie glares at u with a look you’ve never seen before, a look u wish you weren’t seeing.

Give me back the fucking bottle y/n.

You don’t though. U stand your ground. Shaking sure, but u stand the ground.

I said. Give me back the bottle. NOW.

She screams into your face. The smell of gin mixed with cigarettes completely filling ur face.

N-no..

You sputter softly. Crying now.

WHAT THE FUCK ARE U CRYING FOR JESUS FUCKING CHRIST.

She snatched the bottle from your hand and takes a swig.

Natty what’s happening to you….Natalie please…you need to slow down….the drugs the alcohol baby please….

You say as u run to her and cup her cheek…looking up at her.

MAYBE I WILL IF U DIDN’T GIVE ME A FUCKING REASON TO DO IT.

She screams into your face. Drunk. High. Unloving.

You stand there staring at her. Frozen. Letting what she said sink into you.

She stares at you. Her face softening. She looks down.

I-I’m the one making u do this..?

You stutter frozen in space. A look of anger and disgust on ur face.

Nat doesn’t look at you. She’s staring at the floor.

I didn’t mean that it slipped out….y/n I didn’t- I didn’t I-I you know I didn’t fucking mean that l-

It’s me? This whole time? That’s how fucking terrible I am? Hmm? THATS HOW MUCH I-

Your voice cracks…..you bend down and pinch ur nose trying not to cry further.

Y/n……

Nat tries protesting…her eyes wide as she realises what she just said….

You let out a sniffle

Y/n…y/n look at me-

IF I SUCKED SO MUCH U SHOULD’VE FUCKING LEFT ME NATALIE. YOU SHOULD’VE NEVER TOLD ME U LOVED ME AND U SHOULD NEVER KISS ME AFTER SCHOOL EVERY FUCKING DAY IF IM THE REASON YOUR FUCKING MESSED UP. IF I WAS SUCH A FUCKING BURDEN Y-

I DIDN’T MEAN WHAT I SAID IT SLIPPED OUT. I LOVE U I DO. Y/n I-I ACTUALLY LOVE U MORE THAN ANY FUCKING THING. NO NO NO I DIDN’T I DIDN’T I SWEAR-

Nat runs to you explaining everything….hands raised, trying to cup your cheek. You turn away from her.

You let out more choked sobs as she protests.

Your gripping your T-shirt and sobbing…

No no baby i- baby it slipped out I swear I swear oh my fucking god y/n I swear I didn’t-

She goes to gather you.

She knows how bad u must feel considering how bad her addiction problems were, the number of OD’s she’s experienced, the number of bad reactions….now she’s blamed you for it.

She knows how u feel. She hates it.

No no baby come here I’m so sorry I’m so sorry….she says as she hugs u and cries herself.

You sob into her shirt.

N-no I didn’t- I didn’t want to make u do that…Natalie…Natalie no I’m - im sorry for being such a

Baby no baby please…please please I didn’t mean it I’m sorry I’m sorry…

She’s crying into ur head as she holds you, kissing u repeatedly.

If u-u didn’t mean it why would- would you- why would u say that I tried helping u natty so-so many r-time natty why would y-you say that…Natalie I- no no why-

She holds you like you’ve just died in her arms. Regretting everything shes done like she killed you.

I tried keeping u clean. You whimper. If it was me the whole time….Natalie….

She stays silent and kisses ur temple. Shaking in regret.

It’s not you….I don’t know why I said that. I- I love u I swear I swear y/n

You lay there sobbing in her arms…sobbing even though u wanna be far away from her….u can’t though. You can’t even if this repeats, even if she’s drunk and yelling.

You love your Natalie.

She’s your natty.

She’s kissing ur temple tonight.

She’ll be yelling at u tomorrow.

She’ll be laughing at Kevin’s dumb behaviour with u tomorrow.

That’s your natty.

Your. Natty.

If you touch a drug or bottle again I’ll leave. U finally mutter into her chest.

You know u won’t leave. You love her too much.

Nat doesn’t.

Nat sobs into your hair.

I’m trying y/n….I’m sorry I didn’t mean to say that I’m trying you know.

Nat sobs into you. Kissing ur temple.

You kiss the hand holding you.

Natty?

Yeah babygirl… she sniffles back.

Don’t fucking say that again. You shiver.

Nats face squirms, she tries not to cry.

Don’t fucking say that after everything I’ve done. After how much I love you. You say blankly.

Nat kisses your cheek in response. You feel her tears. Warm. Fresh. Regretting.

You can’t really stay up after this. Your day was exhausting, so was your night. You fall asleep in her arms.

So does she.

Both faces peaceful, tear filled yes….but peaceful.

We don’t know what is to come.

Atleast you have your natty.

Your. Natty.

#lottie x natalie #nat scatorccio x reader #natalie scatorccio x reader #faniction #yellowjackets x reader #natalie scatorccio x fem reader

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mordaciousmurderer · 8 months

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Sticky and Sweaty

Captain John price x fem!reader smut

CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT MINORS DNI

A/N: Yall just happened to be left alone for a stake out and you’re stuck in the hottest, dampest room. Ok guys i literallt cannot write smut but i am so fucking horny for this man I just HAD TO. asks r open for suggestions ;3

CW/ Fem!Reader, p in v sex, unsafe sex, fingering, porn with plot? a bit of aftercare, praise, price calls you a good girl

“Captain, I’m telling ya that nobody will show up. Laswell already ruled this area useless.” You groaned, your knees up to your chest and your back pressed flat against the wall. The two of you had been sitting in the dimly lit attic of a now abandoned safe house. Initial intel stated that the current drug ring they were investigating was doing a drop at this location and there was a chance that there would be hostages involved. Despite more current info saying that we spooked them and the drop was moved, Price insisted that you guys stake out here. Not only was it boring, it must have been at least 100 degrees in the attic.

“Just wait. A bit longer and we’ll pull out.” He was leaning against a table maybe three feet away from you. You could see him tuck his thumbs underneath the traps of his tactical vest.

“Thats what she said. Did you really have to pick the hottest room in the world?” You chuckle, adjusting your position and cringing as you feel your vest stick to your back. Your immature yet somewhat humorous joke was only responded to with an eye roll.

“Watch your mouth Lieutenant. You really can’t handle the heat hm?” He taunts, knowing he was just as sweaty as you. Both of your cheeks were flushed a gentle pink, a result of the temperature as well as the (not so) subtle flirtatious statements that had been thrown back and forth for the last hour.

You can’t help but whine slightly at the teasing statement, too uncomfortable to hold back a sour attitude anymore. “Can I PLEASE take off my vest? Since Ghost and Soap are on overwatch we’ll have a bit of warning if anybody comes up.” you pleaded, moving forward slightly to sit on your knees. Your desires to maintain the professionalism of this mission were fleeting with each bead of sweat that dripped down your temple. You couldn’t help but be painfully aware of being alone with your handsome Captain, one who you had been flirting with for as long as you’d been in the 141, the subtlety fading away with time.

Price pushes himself to stand up straight, stepping ever so slightly closer to you. “And why should I let you do that? Just because it’s a wee bit warm?” He rocks, shifting his weight from the balls of his feet to his heels which makes his chest pop forward slightly. “You’re a big girl, deal with it.”

You felt your thighs involuntarily squeeze together at the name, staring up at him from the floor. You couldn’t help but pout, damn near close to miserable. “Cmon… I know you’re just as hot as me.” You retort slyly.

Price felt himself going mad, taking another step towards you. You had an odd sense of persuasion in your voice, he hardly had the heart to say no to you. You were right, it was way too hot. He would kill to tear his vest off this second. Price purses his lips, “Fine. 5 minutes.” He agrees with a sigh and watches as your eyes light up. He watches as you practically tear the vest off, studying the way your t-shirt soggily clings to the curves of your torso. He bit his lip subtly, not realizing he got caught up in staring.

“Hey.” You interrupt his daze, standing up and setting the vest down on the table he was previously leaning against, coming to settle directly in front of him. “So you only let me take it off so you could get a better look?” You said lightly, a smirk coming across your face.

He stepped even closer, his hands settling on either side of your waist. You felt your heart flutter, this being the first time he’s touched you like this aside from lingering hugs and guiding hands on your lower back. Your hungry eyes met his, suddenly aware of your breathing. “Tell me to stop. Tell me I shouldn’t be doing this.” He mumbles, one hand snaking up your torso and landing to cup your jaw. You tilted your head slightly to press into the touch. “What if I don’t want to?” You respond and the tension in the air climaxes before he leans down, his lips crashing into yours.

Instantly, you kiss back hurriedly and sloppily. He was clearly just as desperate as you were, as he took almost no time to press his tongue into your mouth. His hands roamed your body, grasping your ass firmly, leading you to pull him closer by the straps of his vest. He pulled away slightly, glancing down at it. “Take it off.” you say simply and he pulls it over his head, plopping it next to where you had set yours. It takes maybe a second to reconnect your lips and you two head backwards, your back making contact with the wall you were previously sitting against. You feel your breathing stutter when his thigh splits between your own, pressing upwards.

“Fuck-“ You breath out when he trails down to kiss and nip at your neck, careful not to leave any marks where it’d be visible to the rest of the team. The forbidden nature of this made this all the better. Once again he comes back up to connect your mouths, pressing up against you. His hard on pressed against your lower stomach and you reached down to palm him through his combat pants which was met with a slight groan into your mouth. You felt your arousal pooling between your thighs, his hand coming to wrap around your neck gently.

“Can’t even control myself around you love-“ He breathes heavily, pulling back to fumble with the belt on your pants as you do the same to his. He pushed your pants down to your knees, watching closely as you pulled his cock out. Your eyes stayed locked on his length, pleasantly surprised by the size. You grazed your thumb over the slit, smearing precum over the head and beginning to pump your fist up and down, rotating slightly as you came up.

Price groaned, throwing his head back slightly. Your touch sent shivers up his spine, his mind melting at the slick sounds that filled the room. As much as he wanted to let himself come undone under you, he had other priorities. He gently moved your hand away smiling when you cocked your head to the side in slight confusion. To ease this, he simply slides your panties to the side, revealing your throbbing core to him. He smirked when he heard your breathing hitch as he slid his fingers through your folds, chuckling lowly when he felt your arousal. “Darling you’re absolutely fuckin’ soaked. Must have been all worked up for a while now..” He mutters in your ear.

“Price-“ You whine out, watching as his fingers disappeared between your legs. You whimpered pathetically as he began rubbing circles on your clit, extra sensitive from the prolonged tension. “Please. Please.” You sigh shakily, desperate for him to be inside you.

He shakes his head, slipping two fingers into you and curling them to draw out another moan from you. “Use your words love. What do you want?” He purred, enjoying the way you switched from a stoic soldier to a whining mess. You subconsciously stepped slightly further apart, desperate to feel him. “Fuck me. Just fuck me-“ You choke out and make a small sound of disappointment when he withdraws his fingers from you.

With that he wastes no time in lining himself up with you, briefly sliding the tip between your soaked folds before pressing into you, both of you moaning out in sync. You gripped at the fabric of the shirt on his chest, your brain going blank at the stretch his cock gave you. He set a mind numbingly slow pace, taking his sweet time before he bottoms out inside you, holding that position. You huff, looking back up at him to kiss him again. He begins thrusting into you, moaning into his mouth whenever his cock rams into your sweet spot. The lewd sounds of damn skin against damp skin reverberate throughout the room.

Price growled, not quite fucking you as deep as he’d like. He breaks the kiss to pick you up by your thighs, pressing you flush against the wall to distribute your weight in a way that was comfortable for both of you. It’s now when he starts pressing vigorously into you, helpless whines steadily flowing out of your mouth as the tip of his cock kisses your cervix in the most mouth watering way. “Y’look so beautiful fucked out under me like this.” He utters, groaning as he thrusts into you, feeling your juices drip down him and onto his heavy balls.

It wasn’t long before you felt yourself involuntarily clenching down on his length, approaching your orgasm. “John I’m close.” You whimper out, clinging onto him for dear life. He continues fucking you with the same pace. “Go ahead love, cum on my cock like the good girl you are.” He grinds down a bit, his pubic bone coming to rub your clit which brings your orgasm hurdling through you. You cry out, coming undone all over him as he fucks you through your high. You feel your cunt pulsating and with a few more thrusts he felt himself nearing the edge as well. The way you clenched around him harder than before coaxed his orgasm out of him. He pulls out of you, his cock settling between your two stomachs as ropes of cum shoot out onto both of you.

The two of you sat panting quietly for about ten seconds before he set you down gently, quickly putting his hands back on your waist when your legs slightly buckled beneath you. “Whoa- You okay love?” He asks you gently, one hand coming to cup your cheek. You nod with a smile, leaning in to kiss him once again which he gladly reciprocates. “That was.. Holy fuck.” You grin, your cheeks a steady shade of pink. He can only help but smile back dumbly for a few seconds before he remembers the cum on you guys. He quickly turns to see what he can use to clean up, settling on a couple napkins on the table next to you guys.

He wipes your tummy off gently, you watching him intently as he does. “You did so good. Took me so well.” He coos as he cleans you up, then himself. Once he finishes, you pull your pants back up and he does the same, only to be interrupted by the crackle of comms from the two vests you guys previously discarded.

“Cap, LT, we got two vehicles approachin’ the house.” Ghost’s easily identifiable voice droning through. Price looks down at you with a smirk on his face, adjusting his hat slightly. “Would ya look at that… Guess this building wasn’t so useless after all.” He states plainly, a twinkle in his eyes.

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