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geminijade · 5 months

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A/N: I'm so excited to post my first request from @reelovesbuckybarnes !! I hope this helps you feel better 💕 💓

Trigger warnings: language, smut, absentee parents, underage drinking, light angst and sex. P in V, oral and fingering. Minors are not allowed. All mistakes are my own and I am so very sorry that it took me this long to deliver but I'm excited for you to read it. As always likes, hearts, comments and reblogs are absolutely appreciated. Happy reading! 📚

Hot Summer in the City

"Welcome back, everyone. It's officially the first day of summer in NYC. It's shaping up to be one of the hottest summers on record..." Y/N groaned and rolled over to turn off the alarm. Today's the day. The day that's supposed to be dedicated to you. Your birthday.

You slowly opened up one eye and sat up in your four poster queen bed and threw the covers off and made your way to the bathroom, grabbing your phone on the way. You sat down and started going through all of the birthday messages and reacted accordingly. Not seeing any messages from the one person that you've been waiting for you put your phone down and make your way to the kitchen, expecting to see your parents but the only person who you see is one of your parents staff. You grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and saw a note from your mom telling you that your dad had an important business meeting in the Hamptons and couldn't reschedule and to use your father's Amex Black Card and celebrate your birthday in style. "Happy Birthday to me."

You went back to your room and flopped onto your bed and brought up the menu from your favorite restaurant and ordered the most expensive breakfast item. While you were waiting for the food to be delivered you got a text from your boyfriend Carter. It immediately brought a smile to your face, he told you that he'd be stopping by to spend the day with you. While you waited for your food to be delivered you decided to book a dinner reservation at the most expensive and exclusive restaurant in the Upper East Side for your birthday dinner. A romantic dinner for you and Carter, all on Daddy's dime.

As you were on hold with the restaurant you heard a knock on your bedroom door, figuring it was your food being delivered you told whoever it was to leave it by the door but the knocking persisted. You huffed and rolled your eyes, putting your phone on speaker in case the restaurant picked up. You opened the door to find Carter standing there holding your food and a bouquet of your favorite flowers with balloons that said Happy 18th Birthday! You squealed and threw your arms around your boyfriend and started peppering kisses all over his handsome face. "You just made my day infinitely better, you know that?" You took the flowers from Carter and waltzed into your en suite bathroom looking for a vase.

Carter followed you into your room and shut the door. You filled the vase halfway with water and rearranged the flowers to your liking. You set them on your desk as it got the most sunlight, you looked over and saw Carter laying in your unmade bed. He looked so handsome in a white button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up, grey slacks and designer shoes. He had a tray of your favorite blueberry crepes with fresh fruit and jam drizzled with chocolate and cream cheese with a whip cream topping but the best part of it all was the candles Carter stuck in the whip cream.

Carter was looking at you like he wanted to eat you for breakfast and you felt the weight of his stare on you. "You look beautiful, birthday girl." His words causing you to blush because you probably had bed head. Carter patted the space next to him and you crawled into bed next to him and he kissed you gently on your lips. He tenderly cupped your face bringing you impossibly close to him and you smiled into the kiss whispering "You taste like coffee. "

That made him laugh "I had meetings all morning but I told them that something more important came up. Go ahead and blow out your candles and make a wish, Princess. " You closed your eyes and thought about what you wanted to wish for and you blew out the candles. You picked the candles out and set them to the side as Carter fed you a piece of the crepe and it had you moaning as it practically melted in your mouth. You dipped your finger in the whipped cream and put some on his lips.

You gently pushed Carter down on the mattress and straddled him. He put his hands behind his head and you kissed him again, the intoxicating mix of whip cream and Carter had you gently rolling your hips over his and his hands settled on your waist guiding your movements. You began unbuttoning his shirt and kissing your way down his chest, the sound of your harsh breathing mixed together as it filled the quiet morning air. You lightly dragged you fingers down his abs and started to unbuckle his belt and he lightly took your hands in his. "What'd you wish for?"

You sat up and looked down lovingly at him as you took his hands in yours, interlocking your fingers "I can't tell you otherwise it won't come true but I will say that you just being here with me means everything. " Carter sat up and caressed your cheek and chased your lips for another kiss. You played hard to get but ultimately let him win because he was just too damn tempting. His lips were so soft and you opened up so that he could taste you, tongues chasing each other as it grew heated. Carter started kissing your neck and you rocked your hips against his and he let out a throaty groan.

"Baby, we gotta stop." He moaned against your neck, he kissed the tender part of your throat and you whined as he pulled away. You looked at each other with lust in your eyes and you placed your hands on his shoulders. "Party pooper, " you pouted down at him and he kissed your lower lip. "Today is your special day and I want to take you out and celebrate you and everything that you mean to me. " You felt your eyes well up with unshed tears and you felt your throat tighten up so much that you couldn't speak.

"How's that sound to you?" You nodded your head enthusiastically and wrapped your arms around his neck. "I love you, Carter Baizen. " A megawatt grin appeared on his face "I love you too, Y/N Y/L/N. Go get yourself ready, we're going to spend all day together. Doing whatever you want. " You clapped your hands together and gathered your stuff together and jumped in the shower.

Carter waited until he could hear you shut the glass shower door and the water start to run. He watched as you stepped under the spray of water and he turned his back to you and pulled his phone out of his pocket. He made a couple of phone calls and set up the latter portion of your date night. He wanted it to end on a high note because you deserved every second of it. You stepped out of the steam filled bathroom wrapped in your fluffy purple bath towel with a matching towel wrapped turban style over your wet hair.

He watched as you walked across your room to your walk in closet. You turned on the light and stood there with your hands on your hips. It was already scorching outside so you decided to wear something light and airy. You pulled a white cotton sundress off of the rack and laid it on your bed. You then went to your shoe closet and found the matching pair of espadrilles and set them at the foot of your bed.

You sat down at your vanity table and turned on the mirror lights. You started to moisturizer your face and apply a light coat of makeup, keeping it summer appropriate. You turned to find him watching you with a weird look on his face. "What's the matter?" Carter shook his head to snap himself out of his thoughts. "Nothing. I just realized that I have the prettiest girl in all of New York. "

You blushed as you grabbed your dress off your bed and went to your bathroom to change. Carter couldn't help himself as you walked past, he reached out and slapped your ass. His big palm stinging you. You gasped at the sensation and turned around to look at him he shrugged sheepishly. "One down, 17 to go."

You tenderly rubbed the spot and playfully stuck your tongue out at him and locked yourself into your bathroom so that you could get ready in peace. You carefully pulled your pajama shirt over your head so that you didn't mess up your hair and makeup. You slid into the dress but couldn't reach the zipper at the back. Giving yourself a once over in the mirror to make sure that nothing was smudged, you opened the door and called out "Could you please help me with my zipper?" Carter came up behind you and brushed your hair off of your neck, his fingers causing goose bumps as he lightly grasped the zipper. He kissed your neck just under your ear and pulled the zipper along the track.

"Up, not down." You felt him smirk into your neck as he brought the zipper all the way up. "Now you're being the party pooper Y/N." You turned in his embrace and his hands slid down and he gave your ass a quick squeeze.

"Anticipation makes things better." You sat on the edge of your bed and put your sandals on. You stood up, running your hands down the bodice of your dress checking for wrinkles. Finding none, you were ready to begin your birthday. "What's first on the agenda for today?" You asked as he took your hand in his, interlocking your fingers.

"I thought that we'd start with a gondola ride in Central Park, how does that sound?" Carter ushered you outside and into the waiting town car. He leaned forward to let the driver know where to go. As the partition rolled up, you kissed Carter on the cheek and rested your head on his shoulder, he dropped a kiss on your forehead. You rode together in comfortable silence and arrived at Central Park and you went to open your car door but Carter beat you to it. He held out his hand for yours and you gently placed your hand in his and let him help you out of the car.

He placed his hand at the small of your back and steered you towards the waterfront. Carter payed the gondolier and he got into the boat first and then helped you in. You sat down next to him and he placed his hand on your exposed leg. You smiled at him as the boat ride started and he wrapped his arm around your shoulder, pulling you into his side. "Thank you. "

"For what?" He asked as gently squeezed your shoulder. "For this" you motioned to your surroundings. "For today. For getting me out of the house. For everything. "

"It's your day and as long as you're happy that's all that matters to me." Carter brought your hand to his lips and kissed it gently. "You make me very happy." The gondolier steered the boat back into place and Carter helped you out and you watched as he tipped the man for his services. You linked arms and started walking down the shaded path.

"Are you ready for your next surprise?" You nodded your head and let him guide you further down the path to where there was a horse and carriage waiting. You gasped and turned to him and he knew that he had succeeded. "Can I pet the horse?" You asked the gentleman who was standing next to them. "Of course you can, I even have some sugar cubes that you can feed her." You held out your hand and he placed the two cubes in your outstretched palm.

Carter watched as you fed the horse it's treats and he held out his hand for you. "Your chariot awaits." That got a giggle out of you and you let him help you into the carriage and he placed a light blanket over your knees. "I can't wait to see what else you've got up your sleeve." You waited until Carter got himself situated and he sat down next to you.

"I hope that it lives up to your expectations, we've got the whole day and night ahead of us." You looked up at him and kissed him not caring who could see. "I'm the luckiest girl in all of New York." You whispered against his warm lips and he felt your smile and he deepened the kiss as he wrapped you in his arms. "That must mean that I'm the luckiest guy in New York."

He helped you down from the carriage and you had some extra sugar cubes for the horse. You thanked them both for the ride and watched as Carter tipped the man and walked towards you. He led you to a quiet, secluded spot by the water and saw that he had a picnic all set up. A blanket layed out over the grass with a picnic basket set to the side. He took your hand in his and led you to the spot.

He stretched out over the blanket and you sat down next to him. He popped the champagne; your favorite Strawberry Moscato and handed you a glass. The bubbles tickled your nose and you took a sip of the fruity drink. You watched as he laid the food out. Freshly cut strawberries with chocolate to dip them in.

Watermelon, southern style potato salad, mini cold cut sliders, pasta salad, strawberry lemonade, peach cobbler and a cupcake with your initials on it. "Carter, this is an insane amount of food, there's no way that we can eat all of this." He shrugged nonchalantly and popped a strawberry into his mouth and saw you watching him. You watched as he took another strawberry from the glass dish and brought it up to your lips and you opened up for him and moaned as some of the juice from the fruit trickled down your lips and Carter leaned in and licked it off. He kissed your lips and you let him deepen the kiss, your tongue clashing with his.

He smiled into your lips. "Good enough to eat." You felt the blush creep up your neck and you hope that no one saw or heard you. You glanced around and saw that it was just the two of you. "I can't wait to see what you have planned next. The boat ride, the carriage ride. You definitely brought your A game."

Carter started packing up the food and you folded the blanket. "Nothing but the best for my girl." He slung his arm around your shoulder and you held his hand as he kissed your forehead. You walked towards the waiting town car and he opened the door for you and handed the food and basket to the driver. Carter joined you in the back as the driver put the food and blanket in the trunk of the car.

You let out a yawn and rested your head on his shoulder. Carter chuckled as you shut your eyes. "Worn you out already? It's not even 2 o clock yet." You opened one eye and peeked up at him. "I'm just recharging for the rest of the day, I promise."

You dozed comfortably until you felt Carter gently shaking your shoulder. You rubbed your eyes and sat up as Carter opened his door and you slid out on his side. You held his hand as he dismissed the driver until later tonight. He talked to the doorman for a few seconds and then led you inside his apartment building and into the elevator. It opened up on the top floor to the penthouse.

You stopped in the foyer to remove your sandals and with bleary eyes you could see that he had arranged for a masseuse to give you a hot stone massage. Candles were lit and placed around the apartment, and you could faintly smell lavender as the masseuse handed you the fluffiest robe to change into. You looked for Carter and saw him leaning against the door, "Inga is the best at Swedish massages. You enjoy your massage and I'm going to make some phone calls. After I have some people coming over to do your hair and makeup for tonight. And they'll have some dresses for you to choose from."

You squealed with happiness and threw your arms around his neck and leaned into him. "You definitely will be rewarded handsomely for spoiling me today." His hands settled on your waist and he gave your hips a gentle but firm squeeze. He kissed the tip of your nose and looked at you lovingly. "Enjoy your massage, I'll just be in my office if you need me for anything."

You nodded and made your way into Carter's bathroom to change into your robe. It felt like heaven on your skin and you neatly folded your dress and left it sitting on his bathroom sink. You walked back into the living room where Inga was waiting with a white linen sheet held up so that you could take the robe off and lie on the table. She adjusted the sheet so that it covered your lower half, leaving your back exposed. Inga poured some baby oil onto your back and began rubbing your back and neck.

You didn't think that it was possible for you to be any more relaxed but you felt yourself melting into the table as she released all of the tension from your back and shoulders. You must have fallen asleep because the next thing that you knew was that there was a knock on the door and Inga was blowing out the candles and cleaning up. You grabbed the robe and tied it around your waist as Carter entered the room and answered the door. As Inga was leaving the makeup people were setting up to do your hair and makeup and the apartment doorman rolled in a rack of designer dresses and shoes. Carter was instructing them on where they could set up.

He went to your side and you leaned into him. "I'm going to take a quick shower and wash off the baby oil. Is that ok?" He kissed your lips quickly and smiled at you. "Of course it is. Take as long as you need to. I'm going to get changed and finish up some calls. I can't wait to see what you pick out for tonight."

After your shower you put back on the robe and sat down in the makeup chair as the young lady stepped behind you and began to blow dry and straighten your hair. "I'm Miranda and I'll be in charge of your hair and makeup tonight. You tell me what you want done." You introduced yourself as well, "I'm Y/N and I honestly don't know where he's taking me tonight so I think that we'll keep it simple. I'd like some loose curls and I think that I'll go with a smoky eye and nude lipstick."

Miranda nodded her approval and began to work her magic on you, asking you what the special occasion was and you filled her in on today's activities. "Well, happy birthday to you Y/N." She finished curling and styling your hair as she moved onto your makeup. "Thank you. It's been a really good day. I feel like that's not an accurate description but I don't have the words to describe how wonderful it's been. "

She applied the makeup and spun you around in the chair so that you could finally see the finished product. You couldn't believe that it was you staring back in the mirror. You loved how you looked and thanked Miranda profusely. "You're so very welcome and I'm happy to be a part of making your day special." You hugged each other and she began to pack up her makeup and supplies.

You walked her to the door and thanked her again. The apartment was empty besides for Carter who you could hear talking on the phone behind his closed study door. You went to where they left the rack of clothing and started looking at the various dresses: some long, some short, some mid length. All different colors: vibrant reds, charcoal greys, pretty purples, too much to choose from. You felt overwhelmed and hesitantly knocked on his door.

You heard Carter end the phone call and he opened the door to see you standing there looking beautiful in your bathrobe. "I know that you want everything including tonight to be a surprise but can I get a little hint about what we're going to be doing so I kinda have an idea on how to dress." You finally got a good look at him and saw that he had changed into a nice pair of designer jeans and a black button up shirt. "Something that you can wear a jacket with. It might get a bit windy. " You took that into consideration as you settled on a navy blue Herve Leger bandage dress that you paired with a pair of Louboutin stilettos and a tailored jacket.

You put the finishing touches on your look by spraying some Chanel No. 5 on both of your wrists and behind your ears. Carter slipped on a black leather jacket that matched his designer motorcycle boots and took your hand in his as he led out of the penthouse apartment and you got into the service elevator that took you all the way up to the roof. You gasped as you saw a helicopter waiting with the door open. You were speechless as Carter shook hands with the pilot and beckoned you over. Carter helped you inside and handed you the headset as you buckled yourself in.

The megawatt grin on your face made it all worth it. "We're going to have a romantic flight over New York and have dinner at the best steakhouse in the upper east side. " The pilot started the helicopter and took off over the city. You were mesmerized by the city lights and you couldn't believe that this was your life currently. You leaned over and kissed him as a thank you and couldn't help but pointing out things in excitement.

15 minutes later the pilot landed on top of the building where the owner of the restaurant was waiting to lead you inside. You held onto Carter's hand as you followed him down the dimly lit stairwell. Inside was a lone table with two chairs and candles on every imaginable surface. Carter pulled out your chair for you and sat across from you. The waiter brought over the most expensive bottle of champagne and poured two glasses and handed each of you a menu.

"Cheers, Baby. I hope that everything has lived up to your expectations." You clinked the glasses together and both of you took a sip. "Do you remember when you asked me what I wished for?" Carter nodded and waited for you to continue. "Everything has been pretty much what I wanted. Just to be with you. It wouldn't have mattered what we did."

Carter winked at you as the waiter brought out the hor d'oeuvres. Everything smelled delicious as you helped yourself. The next course was a caprese salad and prosciutto wrapped melon that had you salivating. The main course was a pork tenderloin that was cooked to perfection with grilled vegetables and stuffed cherry peppers. You couldn't take another bite and thanked the owner for everything.

Carter settled up on the bill and led you outside the restaurant to a waiting stretch limo that would take you back to his penthouse apartment. Your feet were killing you and Carter pulled your feet into his lap and took the heels off of you and gently started massaging your feet. You let out a moan as he rubbed the bottom of your feet. "That feels really amazing, I can't thank you enough for everything. The whole day was everything I could have wanted and more."

"I can think of one way that you can thank me." He gave you a cheeky grin and you lightly slapped him on the chest. The driver pulled up to the building and Carter stepped out first and turned to pick you up and carry you bridal style as your heels dangled from your fingertips. He carried you inside until you were in the elevator. He pushed the PH button and the elevator began it's slow ascent. You were beginning to feel the effects of the champagne and couldn't wait until you got to the apartment.

You started kissing his neck and he smelled like Calvin Klein and tasted even better. He let out a low moan and tipped his head back to give you better access. His hands tangled in your hair and brought your lips to his as he deepened the kiss. He spun you around so that your back was against the wall and he gripped your hips, bunching up your dress as he slid his hand up your thigh, he was almost at the junction of your thighs when the elevator doors opened and you jumped as if struck by lightning. The only sound was both of you breathing heavily.

He lightly grasped your hand and led you into the dark apartment. The only light source was coming from the huge picture window that looked over the city. He set your shoes down in the foyer and helped you out of your jacket and took his off and tossed it on the back of the chair. He toed his boots off and picked you up and put you over his shoulder. You gasped and swatted at his back.

He pushed open the bedroom door and gently set you down next to the foot of the bed and you felt yourself sink into the plush carpeting. He made his way around his California king size bed and took his Rolex off. Your breathing was coming in rapid bursts and you watched him as eyed you hungrily and stalked back over to where you were standing. He stood in front of you and began rolling up his sleeves so that you could see his tan, toned forearms. He sat down on the bed and motioned for you to come over.

You did as he asked and he ran his hand up the back of your thigh. "What are you doing?" He could barely hear you and he leaned forward to whisper "I'm delivering on my promise to give you the rest of your birthday spankings. Come here, sweetheart." He took your hand in his and pulled you forward and helped you lay across his lap. You nervously complied, gulping as you laid yourself across his long legs.

He gently and reverently ran his hand across your plump backside. "I want you to count for me, sweetheart. Can you do that for me?" You nodded your head yes and bit your bottom lip. He saw your hesitation and pulled your lip out from in between your teeth. "What's your safeword Y/N?" You looked over your shoulder at him and whispered "Daisies. "

"Good girl." He praised you and it went right to your core. You moaned out and he began rubbing your butt. "I bet you're fucking soaked for me." He lifted his hand and you winced in anticipation.

He brought his right hand down on your ass with a sharp crack. "One." You whispered. He smacked you again and again, you counting out each time. By the time he was finally finished both of you were breathing erratically.

He helped you stand up on shaky legs. "Lift your arms for me." You did as he asked and he knelt in front of you. He ran his hands up your long legs, bunching up your dress as he went. He noticed the wet spot on the front of your white lace panties and he groaned at the sight of you.

"I fucking knew it. Goddamn." He leaned forward to kiss your mound and your hands automatically dropped down to his hair and pushed him to where you needed him most desperately. "Ah ah ah," he tsked. "Good girls keep their hands up."

You whined and reluctantly did as told. He stood up and pulled your dress over your head. He tossed it to the side and looked you up and down. You shivered, partly from the central air conditioning and partly from the anticipation. You nervously played with the lace edge of your panties.

He reached out and hooked a finger in the edge of your underwear. He pulled them down your legs and you held onto his broad shoulders as you stepped out of them. He kissed your lower abdomen and stood up, "lay down for me on the edge of the mattress and spread those pretty thighs for me baby girl." You did as he said and he groaned at the sight of you glistening in the psle moonlight that was filtering in the room. He dropped to his knees with a heavy thud and his tongue shot out and he licked a strip up your core.

Your back arched off the mattress and you pulled his hair in an attempt to control the out of control feeling as he devoured your pussy. "So fucking sweet." His dirty words had you gasping for air. He sucked on your clit and gently inserted one finger, and then another. All in search of your sweet spot.

He curved his fingers and hit that exact spot. It had you thrashing your head back and forth as he mumbled against your pussy lips," fucking found your sweet spot, I feel you gripping my fingers so fucking tight. You wanna cum for me?" You couldn't speak it felt so good you just barely nodded your head yes. That sent him into overdrive, adding another finger and sucking your clit like it was his last meal. You gripped his head with your thighs, not caring about anything else except your release.

You came all over his face and you collapsed into the mattress a sweaty mess, your hair plastered to your forehead. Your chest rising and falling as you came down from your high. He groaned at the sight of you like that, he began unbuttoning his shirt and he whipped it to the side. You heard his belt buckle as he undid it and tossed it to the growing pile of clothes on his bedroom floor. His jeans came off next, his black boxer briefs barely containing his rapidly growing length.

He shucked his underwear off and spit in his hand as he began to rub it up and down his length. His breathing matching yours as he stroked himself. "Carter, please. I need you." You practically begged him.

"Fuck, " he muttered under his breath. "You sat up on your elbows as you looked up at him. "What's wrong?" You asked hesitantly, hoping that you didn't do anything to make him mad at you. He saw the worried look on your face and quickly assured you that it has nothing to do with you at all. "I don't have any condoms, " he looked down at you sheepishly.

You smiled at him sweetly, "is that all? I'm clean. I'm on birth control. I'm ok with it if you are." You held your breath as he let his breath go. He grinned down at you and crawled into the bed with you.

He kissed your lips and you could taste yourself on his lips. You moaned and he stuck his tongue into your mouth and you met him halfway. You gently guided his massive length to your entrance and he dropped his head into your shoulder and groaned. He gently pushed his full length into you and bottomed out. He began to thrust lightly as you gripped his shoulders, your fingernails digging into his back as he began to pick up speed.

The headboard was bouncing off the wall and you were both grateful that he has no neighbors. He brought his right hand down and found your sensitive bud, he had you gasping against his lips as began to play with you. His hips began to stutter erratically as he was getting close. "I need you to cum for me, Y/N. Cum on my cock. "

You felt yourself getting closer to the edge and he could feel it as you gripped him as tightly as you could and he was pounding into you. Sweat dripping from his forehead onto your bouncing chest. "Give it to me, fucking cum on my cock baby. " You felt yourself fall over the edge and he came quickly after you. He collapsed onto you and he kissed your forehead.

You looked up at him with nothing but love in your eyes for him. He gently brushed the sweaty hair off of your face as he whispered quietly to you in the still of the night, "happy birthday, Y/N. I love you so fucking much. "With tears in your eyes you whispered back to him, "I love you too. With everything I have. "

He rolled you over so you were laying on top of him, he covered you with the blanket and you snuggled into his chest as he wrapped you up in his arms. You put your head on his chest and listened to his heart beat as it lulled you to sleep. You faintly heard him whisper that he loves you and you let the darkness claim you, knowing that he loves you. You drifted off just having had the best birthday ever.

~fin~

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barnesafterglow · 1 year

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can't wait to have you

summary: you love carter, and carter can never wait to have you

pairing: carter baizen x fem!reader

word count: 1.5k

warnings: first person pov, sex in a public setting, fingering, oral sex (f receiving), the gossip girl timeline is blurry but these are all adults i promise, rich kids being rich kids, implied voyeurism

a/n: here's another installment of kinktober! i know it's past the usual dates but i loved all these prompts so much and i wanted to make sure i got all of them. this is also my first time writing a fic in first person, so i hope it's good! thank you to anyone who's still reading, and please make sure to reblog and comment if you enjoyed!

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“Stop that,” I hissed as I slapped Carter’s hands away. “You do realize that my grandmother is right across the room?”

“Baby, half your family is in this room,” he said as he crept his hand back up the material of my dress.

When I asked Carter to come with me to this charity event tonight, I made him swear there would be no funny business. I shivered as I remembered the last time I had let him come to an event with me - it ended with me wrapped in a blanket, half-naked, in the back of a police car, and the loss of a pair of very expensive shoes. Not to even mention the bail I had to post for Carter in the morning.

I was not letting that happen again. But I was also a sucker for Carter Baizen.

“And you can put your hands wherever you want after,'' I said as I grabbed his hand and shoved it into his lap, “we get through the night.”

“You’re no fun when your mom is around.”

“My mom isn’t fun to be around.” And, as if she could hear me besmirching her name, she appeared on the other end of the table.

“Dear, why don’t you come with me?” It wasn’t a suggestion, no matter how polite she made it seem. “I have someone I want you to meet.”

She turned to walk away, knowing I had no choice but to follow, and of course she headed directly towards Nate Archibald.

Nate and I had never dated - his parents had been planning on him marrying Blair since the moment he was born - but my mother seemed dead set on changing their minds. No matter the fact that I had been dating Carter since I was 18, right after he got through his “I’m giving up the family money and creating my own fate” phase, which, let’s be honest, was not his smartest move.

“Nate,” I greeted politely as I approached him and Blair. “Blair, I’ve missed you.”

I gave her an air kiss on each cheek and pulled her in for a tight hug, whispering in her ear, “I’m sorry in advance for whatever bullshit my mother is about to say.”

She laughed, squeezing around my shoulders before pulling away.

“I wouldn’t expect anything less.”

Despite what nearly everyone in our lives thought - though we never gave them any reason to - Blair and I had always been good friends. It had been rocky for a bit, when my mother first started to push Nate and I together. But she quickly realized I had no interest in him outside of keeping my mother off my ass, and her, Serena, and I bonded closely. Nothing like insane mothers to bring three girls together.

In addition to not caring about Nate, I had been in love with Carter for as long as I could remember. Long before he had become mine.

Speaking of, I turned my head to look back at him - even as Nate and I chatted in order to appease my mother - but my heart dropped when I saw he wasn’t at our table anymore.

Then I felt his warm hand on my waist, and the worry melted from my body.

“Sorry to steal her away, but there’s something urgent she has to attend to.” The smugness in his voice was evident even without seeing the smirk on his face, and I rolled my eyes.

“You know how Carter is, can’t go five minutes without my attention,” I laughed, pressing a kiss to Nate’s cheek and saying my goodbyes before linking my hand with Carter’s and letting him pull me along.

Of course, he was headed straight for the double doors that led to the lobby of The Empire.

“Baby, what are you doing? I can’t leave yet.”

“Don’t worry, we’re not leaving.” Right outside the doors, he pulled you into a dimly lit hallway, and I knew exactly where this was heading.

“Carter, no.” But the giddiness in my voice betrayed my real feelings as he pushed me against the wall, lips coming down over mine.

I could already feel his hand rucking the skirt of my dress up, wrapping my leg around his waist.

His lips moved down my jaw, latching onto my neck. I was glad for the cool weather finally coming down in the city so I could wear a turtleneck and not have to face the speculation of the tabloids - they were forever trying to say Carter or I were cheating on each other, despite the fact that he had been my first and would be my last.

“Look so pretty, baby, you can’t expect me to keep my hands to myself,” he said hotly against my exposed collarbone, leaving a mark there too.

“Can you not wait for me to at least grab my coat and get home?”

“Absolutely not.” And I believed him without a doubt. He was insatiable.

One hand remained on my waist while the other slid under my dress, tracing its way along my thigh until he reached my core.

“You’re not even wearing any panties, don’t tell me you don’t want this.”

“Of course I want it, asshole. I always want you.” My hands came up to his shoulders, pushing lightly. “Now get on your knees or get off of me.”

He was quick to obey - he always was, with me, though no one would believe it unless they saw it. And without hesitation, he pushed the fabric of my dress up, lifting my leg to rest on his shoulder, until I was exposed to him.

He stared for a moment, as if I were something he hadn’t seen a thousand times, before he looked up at me, pressing a gentle kiss to my clit. That alone was enough to draw a whine from me.

That was another thing people didn’t expect - how gentle he was. Don’t get me wrong, he could manhandle me just as well, but he also loved to take it nice and slow, dragging out my pleasure until I was begging him.

Which, apparently, he was not interested in doing tonight. He wasn’t gentle for more than a second before he was completely buried in between my thighs. He lapped at my pussy like a man starving, expertly swirling his tongue around my clit while one hand pushed harshly on my hip to pin me to the wall and he slipped two fingers inside me with the other.

I had to bite down on my fist to keep my moan contained when a group of people walked out of the ballroom. It hit me then just how close we were to the potential of being caught. The light of the opened door stopped mere inches before it could expose our figures, and that only served to turn Carter on even more.

He moved his mouth with even more vigor, and I gripped his hair and clenched my teeth as I came around his fingers.

As I came down from my orgasm, he wasted no time in standing up - keeping my leg to wrap around his waist again - and unbuckling his pants as he kissed me.

I moaned again at the taste of myself on his lips and he swallowed the sound. He kept his lips steadily moving against mine as he pushed into me, and the sweet burn of him stretching me out was dizzying.

He rocked his hips, still keeping his lips on mine, and I whimpered into his mouth. No matter how many times I had him, he never failed to make my head spin with pleasure.

That was the best thing about being with someone for so long - you got to know each other so well that making the other feel good was second nature.

Because of the time constraint, he moved even more quickly than normal, reaching his hand between us to rub circles on my clit, and I dropped my head onto his shoulder, letting the feeling build inside me until the tightly wound coil in me snapped.

The feeling of me squeezing around him pushed Carter over the edge and his thrusts stuttered until he was spilling into me, still pumping his hips until he was so oversensitive he let out a pitiful moan.

When he finally pulled out, he kept his hand on my center, using two fingers to push his release back into me.

“Can’t let my girl walk around all messy,” he said, kissing me sweetly, as if that wasn’t exactly what he wanted.

I rolled my eyes and helped him fix his pants, slipping my hand into his to step back into the light, when I saw Chuck Bass standing right outside the doors to the ballroom.

“Thanks for the show,” he said, patting Carter on the back as he walked past us.

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madhatterbri · 5 months

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Carter Baizen Fics

First Christmas - Carter shows you why the first Christmas with your arranged husband isn't so bad. 18+.

For The Love of Limos - Carter loves the secrecy of limos. (Smut)

Happy Halloween - Nate Archibald is worried about his sister going out on Halloween. He should be more worried about her staying in. (Smut)

New Man, Better Man - Despite their history, Carter knows Avery needs the man she always wanted him to be. (Fluff)

Distraction - Avery Archibald just wants to forget. Carter Baizen has the perfect way to distract her. (Smut)

Secret - Chuck's sister has a secret she can never tell.

All Good Things Must Come To An End - Carter breaks up with you to please his dad.

The Devil Wears Prada - Reader catches the eye of the devil himself.

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georgiapeach30513 · 1 year

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Bullet in Your Heart, Part 1

Summary: You and Carter go out for a date, and both of you make plans

Pairings: 1940!Carter Baizen X Reader

Rating: mature

Warnings: teasing, fondling, dry humping, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 2.1K

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Your mother peeks out the living room window, seeing Carter’s car drive up to your house. He had asked for a private meeting with both her and your father, and that could only mean one thing. The two of you had been going steady for a few years. His family loved you, and his best friend Clark Kent even tolerated you.

Double dating with him and always some random girl, and sometimes just the three of you watching a movie at the drive-in. It was like the three of you had become a unit. Times were scary and tough right now, but Carter was determined to do the right thing. The rumors of a draft coming had everyone scared for your beau and his best friend.

You look into your vanity mirror, hearing your mother softly talking to Carter, and you paint your lips with your favorite lipstick. The brightest of cherry red. Blotting your pout before adding the second layer. You spritz on the perfume Carter had got you for your last birthday, and spin around. You look at yourself in the mirror, a simple baby blue skirt, a shirt with a Peter Pan collar, and your favorite saddle shoes.

Determining that you were satisfied with your look, you take to the stairs. Your favorite thing was watching Carter’s face light up as you descended to the main floor. His mouth turns up into a crooked grin as he picks up your hand to kiss your knuckles. He always mesmerized you with his piercing blue eyes. You can’t believe your lucky stars that Carter was yours.

He walks you outside, making sure to open your door first, and when he gets in, you pull him closer to you by the collar of his shirt, planting a big kiss on his mouth. “What’s gotcha so excited there, Cricket?”

“I missed you,” you playfully spin his class ring around your finger, looking up at him with a smile, “What do you have planned for this evening, stud?”

“Well, I figured we could go to the Tastee Freeze, have us a burger and fries, share a strawberry milkshake, and then meet up with Clark and his new flavor of the week for a movie at the drive-in,” you cross your arms around chest, and pout, “What is that?”

“How are we gonna make out, if Clark and some girl are with us?”

He taps the center of the seat, and you scoot over. Thank goodness for bench seats. His arm wraps around your shoulders, and he pulls you into his chest. One day, he was not going to have to leave you at the door. You’ll be able to walk into your home together. Reminding him of something that no one else was going to have. You.

“He has his own car, sugar. He can make out, or whatever in the back seat of his car.”

“You know I don’t like doing stuff with an audience,” Carter gives you a hard kiss to your forehead, his hand giving a little wiggle over your breast, before you grab it. Making Carter chuckle. “I’m serious. No touching my breast, no touching my…”

“You know, last time I think you rather enjoyed me touching you there,” you turn your head up and away from him, but drop his hand, and he cups your tit quickly, before stopping. “You know I’m gonna marry you, right?”

“You better.”

“So we don’t have to play these games to make sure you're perfectly innocent. You’re still only going to have sex with me.”

“I’ll have sex with you when you’re my husband, Carter Baizen.”

“Fine. Then we’ll still have fun in the back seat. And you can flash me tonight,” he wiggles his eyebrows at you. Stopping at a red light, he pulls you into him, slotting his lips against yours for the sweetest lingering kiss. His hand drops from the steering wheel, and wraps that around you as well. Bringing your body over to his, and you were nearly in his lap.

His tongue licks across your lips, and you enthusiastically open to grant him access. His tongue mingling with yours, when you hear the most obnoxious horn behind you, “Baizen! Get your behind to the Tastee Freeze. Trying to show me up back here. And put your hands where I can see them! I know what you two were doing last weekend.”

Carter leans out the window, laughing at Clark, while you scramble off of him. Your cheeks heating up with pure embarrassment, and you swear never to touch Carter in his intimate area again. Not until after he said, I do.

“Cricket, don’t be like that, babydoll. Clark is a nut, and he’s playing.”

“Or he knows because he saw us, or you told him. If this gets back to my folks I’ll be forbidden to be around you, until you make me an honest woman. You know how traditional they are,” his arm wraps around you, pulling you close to him.

“I know. And I’ve told you, I will marry you. And I’ll make sure Clark keeps his disgusting mouth closed, okay?”

“Thank you,” you lean up, and kiss him on his neck. He releases a tiny little moan, and you push him away from you jokingly. “Carter, you’re being too fresh.”

“I am? Keep kissing my neck, and see what it gets ya,” you give him a quick swat, and laugh. “Oh that’s right, I can’t mark you where anyone can see you, and I know a perfect place that no one better be looking at.”

“Carter!”

“Yes, Dear?”

“You can’t talk like that.”

“Why?” He gives you that sly grin, and you shrug. “Why can’t I talk like that to the future Mrs. Carter Baizen?”

“Because, I said so,” he rolls his eyes as the Tastee Freeze comes into view, waiting until he parks the car, before he looks over at you with a smile. Not saying anything until Clark pulls up beside him.

He leans in for what you think is a chaste kiss, but he stops just behind your ear. His whispering tickles your skin a bit, but mostly you feel him right to your core as heat blooms there, “Don’t act like you didn’t enjoy my fingers inside of you,” still lingering on your skin, he pushes three kisses behind your ear, and you melt into him. “Let’s go eat your burger and friends.”

“You’re a tease.”

“Takes one to know one, Cricket.”

You and Carter simultaneously take a drink from your milkshake. Smiling over at him as the cool dessert touches your tongue. Your hand rubs up and down his leg, and moving a bit in between his thighs, and Carter drops his hand to yours, issuing a soft growl that you hope you’re the only one who heard it.

“I believe I need to powder my nose. Dot, Care to join me?” She nods at you, and holds onto Clark’s hand before she walks out of it. She didn’t need to get used to it. He’d have another in a few weeks.

Clark leans back looking over at Carter with a sinful grin, “So did you do it?”

“No. She said we have to wait until marriage. We’ve done enough. I’m not in a rush as long as it’s with her,” he reaches into his coat pocket, and pulls out a little velvet box, causing Clark to whistle at him.

“That sure is a pretty ring.”

“She’s a pretty dame. The prettiest. I have to talk to her folks, but I don’t think they’d tell me no.”

Clark takes a long sip from his soda, his face deep in concentration, “What if you’re drafted?”

“I don’t want to wait. I’ll ask her after I speak with them tomorrow. She’ll be at the salon. And then once I have their blessing, I’m asking. We’ll get married the following weekend. Already got us a house lined up. If I’m to be drafted, I want to leave with my best girl as my wife,” he slams the box shut, shoving it back into his jacket pocket. “There isn’t another one like her.”

“This isn’t a sex thing? There’s plenty out there that will let you soil what’s intended for their husbands,” Carter shakes his head no, turning to look towards the bathroom. He was missing you already. “Very well, you have my blessing. She is a good one. Perfect to reel in the Carter Baizen.”

“And here our mom’s thought that you would be the one to get married first. I may be married next weekend. And that pretty woman about to walk out of the bathroom will be getting a new last name next time you see her.”

“That is if she’s not laying under you in the back seat.”

“Oh, she will be. Make sure you park far enough away. Your loud mouth talks too much. You’re embarrassing my girl. Can’t have you doing that, Clark. And if she quits kissing me before we’re married, I’ll disown you.”

Carter gets the biggest smile when he hears your giggle coming out of the bathroom, and back over to him. Sliding into the booth, and not stopping until your body is flush with his. Fitting perfectly under his arm. Not even caring that his arm draped around you still sneakily hung over your boob. You didn’t care at the moment. He looked more handsome than when you left him, and you couldn’t put your finger on why. But you liked it a lot.

With Carter already in the back seat, his hands reach in front to pull you back to him, and he doesn’t hesitate to have you in his lap. His full of sin mouth nips at your neck, and his hand palms you over your skirt. You whimper out his name, and he makes his way further down your neck.

His hand moves from your covered core to the front of your shirt, and he starts unbuttoning your top, you look back at him, watching his face when your bra comes into view. You look around the back line of the drive-in just to make sure you didn’t have company, and then back at Carter, you didn’t want to miss anything, “You can touch me.”

His fingers slowly dance on your chest, before going below your bra, kneading your breast skin on skin for the first time. Biting at your lip, you pull down the lace, and Carter holds his breath, staring at your bare tit.

You take another look around, and just to be sure, you twist your body around to face him, and lay back. Holding his hands to pull him with you, and he settles his weight over you. His long fingers kneading your tits, while his mouth dominates yours. Carter’s tongue intermingles with your own, but he pulls off, and kisses down your neck.

His kisses turn to hard sucking when he reaches in between the mountainous peaks. Making sure to leave a bruise for you. Your body arches into his, and when he sinks his mouth over your nipple, you yip. Looking down at him. He takes his time finding out what the both of you like. Sucking, pulling off with a pop, even flicking his tongue over your pebbled peaks. Giving you a little nibble, he became obsessed with that immediately.

His head moves to your other tit, and your eyes roll back into your head. Carter was hunching into your heated core, and you were overcome with pure pleasure. Didn't even think about where you were, it was just you and Carter. This isn’t what good girls did, but you were no good girl, you were Carter’s girl.

You grip tightly to his hips, and let out a lewd mewl. He was playing around, while you could hardly breathe. Pulling your skirt up a bit, you feel his bulge on your covered mound, and go weak. Whispering out his name, “You want me to stop?” He pants out, praying that you don’t say yes.

“No,” sliding your hands from his hips, you give his ass a squeeze, and he bites one of your nipples, “Ow!”

Your tit still in his mouth, he looks up at you with a smile, pushing all his weight on your body, letting you feel every bit of him. If this is what sex was going to feel like, you needed to marry him right away. The fear of him having to leave was unbearable, and you wanted to have every part of him for the rest of your life.

With a few more grinds over your cotton covered cunt, you gasp as a wet heat surprises you, “I’m sorry, Cricket,” he pulls off your tit with a pop, using both hands to squeeze them for good measure, before he stuffs them back into your bra. Carter carefully buttons up each pearl button before sitting you up in the back seat. “Who’s my best girl?”

“I am.”

“Forever right?”

“Forever and ever,” you remind him as you snuggle into his warmth. Smiling because you know without any doubt that Carter Baizen would become your husband. And nothing could keep you away from him. Could stop you from loving him. He was your safe space. Your everything. The war be damned.

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sebastiansluts · 2 years

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Kinktober - Day 11

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Carter Baizen x Reader; dub!con, stepcest, stepbro!carter, handjob, dirty talk

ANY HATE WILL BE DELETED THIS IS A JUDGEMENT FREE ZONE DON’T LIKE, DON’T INTERACT; MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+

Your step brother Carter was a pain in your ass. Oftentimes literally, because Carter was an ass man. He couldn’t help himself from slapping it or groping it whenever he walked by, and every time you two did anything remotely sexual, his hands were on it or his fingers were in it.

“God Carter!” you shouted as you walked by him as he sat on the couch and his hand smacked down on your ass, sound reverberating in the empty room. He smirked at you, before flicking his gaze down, trailing the curve of your ass in your jeans.

“Yes little sis? Something on your mind?” Carter grinned when you huffed, shoving his head to the side as you sat beside him.

“Yeah, how you’re a prick,” you muttered, crossing your arms. Carter snickered, then rested his hand on your thigh, slowly sliding it up and in until he was cupping your pussy.

“You want my prick baby? Just say the word,” he murmured, breathing across your neck, your head automatically tilting to the side to give him more room. He pulled back, chuckling and you smacked his arm.

“You’re such a-” you stopped yourself, but Carter laughed anyway.

“I know, you just can’t stop thinking about big brother’s dick, well here you are, have at it,” he gestured to his crotch, jeans already undone. You rolled your eyes, sitting back against the couch, determined to ignore him, but you couldn’t help sneak a peek. You sighed, stuck your jaw out in resignation, then sat up and straddled Carter’s lap. His hands immediately went to your ass, palming it as you pulled his dick free from his underwear.

“Fuck…yeah baby, just like that,” Carter groaned, head falling to the back of the couch, looking at you through heavy lidded eyes. He sighed easily, relaxing, hands sliding into your back pockets and squeezing your ass. “Mmm, this tight ass little sis? Shit, gonna have to fuck you later baby, need to feel you squeezin’ on me.” You bit your lip, holding back a moan at his words, but he thumbed your lip free from your teeth and you whimpered.

“You like that idea baby? How do you want it this time? Hands and knees like the bitch you are? Or maybe you can ride me, backwards, let me look at that ass of yours. Maybe I’ll just fuck that ass finally, ‘stead of just looking at it.” Your hand tightened on his dick as you stroked it, your eyes wide at his words, your pussy clenching. “Yeah, I know that look little sis, you want it. Gonna fuckin’ fill your ass til you’re dripping baby, shit…shitshit!” Carter swore as you jerked him roughly and he came, spurting over your hand and dribbling down your wrist. You worked him through his orgasm then let go, sliding off his lap, knocking his hands away from your ass as you stood up to wash your hands.

“I meant it sis, I’m fucking that ass of yours tonight.”

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arianaroman · 4 days

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Savior

Note - THIS IS MY DEBUT FANFIC- SO DONT BULLY ME 😭🥹🤍 hope y’all like it😭😭🫶

Summary - Rafe saves Y/N from a guy trying to take advantage on her

Warning - Mention of sa, Alcohol, Drugs, etc. lmk if i forgot something

It’s been 3 years since Y/N rejected Rafe. Ever since she rejected him, he never talked to her again. Every time she approaches him or even say hi, he will just ignore her or give her an angry look.

Valentines day is approaching and y/n’s friend is hosting a valentines party at their house. Y/N is excited to attend the party and already bought outfits for the party.

~At the day of valentines~

Y/N arrived at the party looking flawlessly. Everyone is talking about her. Y/N approaches her friend and hugs her “Omg Alexa.. You look sooo good!!” Y/N compliments her. “Girl you look so divineeee!!” Alexa compliments her back.

Y/N sees Rafe talking to his friend Topper. Rafe sees her looking at him and rolled his eyes. “Oh wow, it’s been years and he’s still mad at me…”Y/N turns to Alexa. “Well, you were the love of his life and you just rejected him. I remember how he’ll always ask me if you were sick every time you weren’t at school” Alexa tells her.

“Anyways, i’m going to get some drinks.” Y/N leaves Alexa and goes to get some drinks. As she goes to the kitchen, she bumps to a guy and he accidentally spills drinks to her outfit. “OH NOO NOOO…” y/n screams as alcohol drips through her dress. “Sorry, I didn’t see you..” the guy tries to apologize but y/n just keeps screaming and crying. “Miss, calm down. It’s just a dress” he tries to calm her down. “Just a dress? ARE YOU INSANE???..” y/n screams at him. “Ok, Ok… look let’s get you cleaned up” he leads her to the bathroom and helps her clean her dress.

“UGH.. the stain won’t come off” y/n cries. “Well at least you’re not wet anymore. who cares about some little stain. It’s not even noticeable.” He tells her. Y/N rolls her eyes at his comment. “I’m Carter btw.” he reaches his hand for a handshake but y/n didn’t shake his hand. “Look i’m sorry.. i really am.. ok, i’m just gonna get you a drink to pay for what i did.. is that alright for you?” Carter asks y/n. “fine” y/n answers.

Rafe sees y/n with Carter and got jealous. Even though he's been ignoring y/n for years, he can't deny that he still has feelings for her.

Carter gets a drink in the kitchen while y/n waits and sits on the couch. Unbeknownst to y/n, Carter had spiked her drink. Carter gives y/n the drink and she immediately drinks it. Seconds later, y/n feels dizzy and everything around her starts spinning. Y/N stands up and almost fell but Carter catches her. “Are you ok?” Carter asks her. “I feel dizzy-“ Y/N falls again but Carter catches her. “Let’s take you upstairs, ok?” Carter guides her as they go upstairs to a room.

Carter lays y/n in the bed. Moments later, Carter goes on top of her and starts kissing her. “W - what are you doing-?“ y/n is confused and don’t know what to do. “Shh- just relax” Carter whispers to her. “Don’t you like it?” Carter is kissing her and cupping her breast. “Please- stop” y/n screams.

Rafe goes upstairs to get something his friend left. As he goes through the hallway he hears a familiar voice crying and screaming. Rafe immediately breaks in and punches Carter. Carter fell on the ground with a bloody face. “WTF, MAN?” Carter yells at him. “Get away from her, you pervert” Rafe grabs y/n and carries her outside.

Rafe brings y/n outdoor and gives her water to calm. “Are you feeling better?” Rafe asks her. “Thank you-“ y/n cries to him. “Hey, it’s ok im here for you” Rafe puts her head on his shoulder and kisses her forehead. “I don’t know what i would do without you” y/n tells him. “Me too..”

~to be continued-

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mrsfrankadler · 2 months

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Handsome Stranger

ransom drysdale x reader, carter Baizen x reader

A/N: okay why is this man so fine.. put him in jail this has to be against some law somewhere. my god.

- can be a standalone but you’ll wanna read this first, a little backstory for ya🤷🏾‍♀️

Warning: Ransom is lowkey an asshole, bad flirting, swear words 😓

Summary: You finally let rich boy Ran take you out. Let's hope he doesn't ruin his chances… [ 🤣 ]

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Nobody's POV

When you and Ransom arrived to location of the party, it was a big white house illuminated by the floor lights leading to the door.

You just stared in awe. You weren't used to this. Not big parties or being surrounded by loads of rich people. Just staying in with Jake trying to make your way down the watchlist. You never would've guessed you'd be here in front of this modern mansion, with this super fine rich guy in the seat next to you.

"What are you thinkin' about?"

You were pulled back to reality. You turned your head to face him.

"Nothing." You deadpanned. You couldn't let this cocky bastard find out you were nervous. "Let's go."

You quickly got out of the car, being careful not to roll your ankle over the gravel in your heels and made your way to the door, Ransom following closely behind.

When you reached the door, Ransom leaned forward to knock and rested his other hand on the small of your back.

As you waited by the door, he started to rub your back.

"You sure you're okay, gorgeous?" He pulled you closer to him by your waist. You sighed trying to think up something to say but you were saved by the bell. The door abruptly opened to reveal a slightly disheveled redhead.

Her auburn hair was littered with thin braids and there was a dark brown eyeshadow clouding her kind, green eyes.

She looked to Ransom first, subtly squinting her eyes at him before greeting him. "Ransom." Clearly they had met before... Then she turned to look at you.

"Hi, pretty!" She held out her hand for you to shake, "What's your name?"

"Y/N." You took her hand and the coldness of her rings tickled your skin.

"Wanda, nice to meet you." She winked.

Y/N POV

She invited the two of us inside of the spacious estate and the loud pop music flooded my ears and vibrated my head. Looking around, seeing designer jewellery and old money, I became hyper aware of my surroundings. I began to feel inferior, not good enough to be here. I could feel my heart beating out of my chest and my eyes darted around frantically until they landed on the open bar across the living room.

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding in, tugging Ransom by his arm to whisper in his ear, "I'm going to the bar, find me there later." You looked to Wanda, "excuse me." And left for the bar.

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Making your way to the bar you set your eyes on the last free bar stool and started to make your way to it, but just before you could get to it, someone swiftly sat there instead, causing you sto stumble slightly backward.

You cleared your throat in annoyance, "Uhm, excuse me.."

The person who took your seat turned around slowly with a slight smirk on his face. He had curly, dark brown hair and piercing blue eyes.

"Oh, I'm sorry, were you going to sit here?" He looked up at you, the flirtation evident in his tone.

"Yes. I was." You replied, matter-of-factly.

"Well, I'm sorry princess, but I can't give it up." You furrowed your brows, "I was here first." He stayed smiling and shrugging.

You figured you had no time for bullshit tonight; so you turned around ready to walk away, you guessed you'd just have to find a drink elsewhere but he grabbed grabbed your wrist before I could get anywhere.

"Oh- wait!" What now?

Y/N POV

When I turned around, he had long wiped that smirk right off of his face, it had now been replaced with a sincere apologetic look.

"I- I'm sorry if I came off as an asshole." He sighed. "I was trying to flirt..."

Wow, flattering.

"Yeah well, nice job, Romeo," I retorted.

His brows scrunched together, but he smiled at my joke.

He started to pull me closer by my wrist, "I just wanted an excuse to talk to you, I guess. You're very beautiful."

You felt your face grow hot, he was so smooth with it. He had managed to push you away and reel you right back in within minutes and you were most definitely falling for it.

"Thank you." You giggled at his compliment.

"What's your name?"

You told him your name.

"Well. Beautiful name for a beautiful woman." He winked and you snickered.

"Wow, never heard that one before."

He chuckled before standing up. He must have been around 6 feet. "Have my seat, princess."

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Nobody’s POV

You and this charming stranger began to talk and the conversation was flowing effortlessly. You had learned his name, Carter, and the fact that though this was his party, it was his parent's house. He just wanted to host here because it's much bigger than his loft in New York.

You had soon taken a liking to Carter. Though he was cocky and the beginning, you came to find out he was just trying to flirt and in reality he was quite sweet.

Inevitably though, your relaxed conversation was soon interrupted when a heavy hand suddenly landing on your shoulder mid sentence. Ransom.

"Ransom!" The brunette exclaimed. "How are you, man? It's so good to see you." Ransom must be pretty well known.

The two men shook hands firmly as Ransom suspiciously looked between you and Carter before replying to Carter's greeting.

"So, what are we talking about?" Ransom huffed.

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You slumped into the passenger seat of Ransoms BMW, rolling your eyes as he awkwardly scratched the back of his neck.

See, when he came over to you and Carter, you expected the two of them to start conversing about rich man activities like boats or golf or something, but instead Ransom thought it would be a good idea to pick a fight and accuse Carter of flirting with his girl.

"For the record, big-head, I am not your girl. Don't get it twisted."

He just sighed looking on at the road and gripping the steering wheel, "Okay but, he's.., he's not man enough for you, not good enough. He's recently 20, practically a kid. I'm comin' up 27, I can provide."

You sarcastically mouthed, "wow." to yourself as he rattled on about how much better he is

"Well, what kind of woman do you take me for thinkin I'm gonna run off with some other guy when I'm supposed to be your date to the party." You turned to look at him, your eyes shooting daggers.

"I'm sorry." He momentarily looked down. He could be an asshole sometimes but he seemed genuinely sorry.

His vintage beemer came to a slow outside of you and Jake's shared, little house,

"So... we going to your place or should we go to mine?" he furrowed his brows trying to convince you with that stupid, sexy little smirk. You just laughed to yourself in disbelief.

"You know what you can just drop me right here, thanks Ransom." you replied sweetly, trying not to break. You swiftly got out of the car, trying not to roll your ankle on the concrete and made your way to the door.

"Well, I'll see you later?" He called out.

You yelled back, "Don't hold your breath, Ran."

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A/N: welp. Ransom is being a dick. shock horror🤷🏾‍♀️. (somebody give me motivation and ideas).

#fem!reader #ransom drydale x you #ransom drysdale x reader #carter baizen #carter baizen x reader #knives out #ransom drysdale #ransom drysdale smut #sebastian stan #chris evans #woc!reader #poc!reader #black!reader

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buckysswinter · 2 years

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☽ angst|❁ dark|♡ fluff|✧ smut (18+)

sebastian stan

lee bodecker

right where you left me ☽

all you had to do was stay (pt 2 to right where you left me) ☽ ♡

carter baizen

cruel summer ☽ ✧

the way i loved you (pt 2 to cruel summer) ☽ ✧

frank (!eb)

‘tis the damn season ✧ ☽

last time (pt 2 to ‘tis the damn season) ♡ ✧

nick fowler

never ending story (mini series) ☽

mickey henry

#sebastian stan drabble #sebastian stan/y/n #sebastian stan/reader #sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan fanfiction #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes fic #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes one shot #bucky barnes angst #carter baizen x reader #carter baizen x you #frank endings beginnings #nick fowler mini series #nick fowler x you #nick fowler fic #nick fowler angst

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goldengirlls · 2 years

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𝐉𝐎’𝐒 𝐆𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐘 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐘⋆

꩜ this is totally wicked!! never thought I’d make it to 3k followers, but yet here I am with all my BFF’s!! and in honor of that let’s have a bitchin’ time partying! ꩜

thank you guys for supporting me and constant love, I’m truly in love with every single on of you!🤍💫☁️🎱

🛼📼💥💫💘“THAT IS SO RAD” 🛼📼💥💫💘

◡̈ let’s play FMK or would you rather! ◡̈

❬ main shit — master list for my boys ❭

「 what’s your damage? — requests are now open!!」

❛ what’s the 411? — ask and talk to me about anything!! ❜

໑ I"M BUGGIN OUT ࿔

ⵢ RULES — so we can boogie ⵢ

pick the THREE things below!! (character, pairing & smut or fluff) and if you want a specific scenario!!

wont be more than 1k words

make sure to include what you want! (will not write anything that im uncomfortable with)

▾BOY TOYS▾

sebastian stan

bucky barnes

carter baizen

chris evans

steve rogers

ari levinson

ransom drysdale

lloyd hansen

anthony mackie

sam wilson

drew starkey

rafe cameron

rudy pankow

jj maybank

📸💘ᨓ THATS LIKE SO PHAT ᨓ 📸💘

🛼 〻 arcade’s or roller rinks?〻 🕹️

⬧ PAIRINGS ⬧

dads best friend

friend/best friend

best friend’s brother

athlete (sport of your choosing)

DILF!!

🌈🍭▿ SMUT OR FLUFF !! ▿ 🍭🌈

☯️🌞🛼SUPA FLY☯️🌞🛼

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sstan-hoe · 2 years

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𝑳𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔, 𝑪𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒂, 𝑨𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏!

𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐁𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 — pornstar!lloyd hansen x fem!pornstar!reader

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 — You’re new in the industry and to the surprise of your boss and yourself you climbed the ranks in only a few months. Now you can act with the big stars and the first one is a complete asshole

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 — SMUT, minors dni., unprotected sex (well reader is on pill), gagging, choking, oral (f&m receiving) p in v, rough sex, degrading, slight dumbification.

𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 — let's start vanilla on Lloyd here! @georgiapeach30513, like, reblog and comment! yeah I started a porn production and they have plots!!! I know, I know, something like this wow! But I want you to feel with them and I don't mean you masturbating. divider by @firefly-graphics

Being a porn star wasn’t your first choice of career, but the student loans had to be paid somehow. Your friend had set you up with the CEO of Barbers production who she knew as her boss.

It took her some convincing, she told you all about the perks; how it payed good, your safety and consent was first priority. For research purposes you googled some of the actors and all of them looked like they were made by gods.

You had known her since your first year at college and that was five years ago.

Not once had she mentioned anything about her job besides how busy, stressful, or free her schedule was. To be honest you always thought she was just jobless and lived on her parents money, but she was too proud to say it.

She gave you a date for an interview as soon as you told her you were ready, leaving you to wonder how long she had set it up.

When you met with the CEO Andy Barber, he gave you a list of kinks, a contract that also stated they took care of the health meaning his firm would pay for any costs. The list with kinks was for you to decide all the no go’s, what you were comfortable with and if wanted to add things.

After all was done, he showed you all his actors and with whom you start and their preferences. It was only a few, some you had already seen on your research like Ransom Drysdale or Air Levinson.

Out of curiosity you asked Andy if he was an actor too which earned you a heartfelt laugh. He answered with yes, but said he stopped three to four years ago.

With the contract signed and the first date set you were sent home.

All this was six months ago and today was your first time shooting with one of Barbers most popular stars; Lloyd Hansen.

You had heard a lot about him and saw him at a Christmas party once. Lloyd was a pure asshole, always made side remarks, treated people like crap and thought he was better than everyone.

However, he shared the top with Ari Levinson and Steve Kemp. Add to that, that he didn’t get along with anyone but Nick Fowler and Andy though that might only be because he’s the boss. About the others he had his opinions.

Now here you were on your way to the set in your pink bathing robe. Your thoughts are running wild, a part of you was excited about doing this but the other part not so much.

“Hey there! I’m your director Carter Baizen and I know you’re familiar with the procedure but I gotta do it. So, if you are uncomfortable in any way then we use the traffic light system. For green and yellow you can just whisper it with Lloyd, should he not hear it and the say it loud. For red say it out loud. Got it?”

“Got it.” You nodded. Consent is the most important part at Barbers Production, and everyone had to respect that.

You walked over to the scene, it was in a nice living room with a bedroom next to it and a build in kitchen. The storyline was about a stepfather fucking his stepdaughter which to be honest was gross but then yet again it was your job, and it wasn’t real.

A second later Lloyd walked in wearing a white bathing robe and a smug smirk on his lips.

“Lloyd my guy! You ready? Now as you know we use the traffic light system. Green and yellow you can whisper to one another unless the other doesn’t hear then loud, red of course always loud. Also, as you it’s her first time with you I want you to do little check-ups in between. Got it?” Carter instructed Lloyd who gave him a ‘got it’.

“Well hello sunshine. Ready to have the best sex in your life?” He asked cocking his eyebrow and the smirk still sitting on his lips. “Oh, I didn’t know I was shooting with Ari,” you responded knowing Lloyd always tried to be better than Ari.

Though this rival thing was going on since Lloyd and Ari started here at the production.

He became popular in the bdsm scene – you weren’t going to deep into this today – which gave him a massive advantage.

Lloyd’s expression changed into a glare, “mouthy little thing,” he muttered under his breath. “One remark makes me mouthy? What you’re not used to someone not crawling up your ass…” “Well certainly not from woman however mostly it me crawling up their asses.”

The smirk was back on his face and your turned into a disgusted expression. “When you get paid enough you do even the most disgusting things,” you replied lifting your chin.

“You forget here sunshine that if they don’t want to, they don’t have too…”

Carter watched the two of you bickering and one thing was for sure, you two had tension, chemistry which wasn’t the most important thing in the industry but definitely a plus. He had to admit that pairing the two of you was a fifty-fifty chance. From Andy he knew that you didn’t take shit from anyone including Lloyd. So, either this was legendary or catastrophic.

“Really? Your trash stash says something different, you look like a pervert.” Dammit what had he missed? Carter only spaced out for a short minute.

In Lloyd’s eyes Carter could see this was about to escalate. “You better-“ “Hey! Hey…how about we start shooting? Y/n you’re gonna walk around in your nighties and try to seduce Lloyd, no luck so we move to the shower where you try again, he leaves and lastly you guys have sex in the living room.”

“Wait people really like that?” you questioned before this you hadn’t shot a stepfamily video. Carter looked down a bit ashamed, “yeah, yeah they do.” Giving him a quite ‘wow’ you put away the bathing robe.

Lloyd put away his robe to revealing him in only a pair of swim shorts. Your eyes drifted over his perfectly sculptured, toned abbs. “Sunshine, I think you’re staring at me,” Lloyd’s voice made your eyes shoot up to his, “good thing you don’t get paid for thinking.”

“Okay, everyone get in position! We’re filming in five, four, three, two, one and action!” Carter yelled over the set.

You put on a seductive smile as you walked over to Lloyd who was leaning against the kitchen counter. Shaking your hips, you took slow steps forward. “Hey there daddy,” you said stroking your hand over his biceps which was surprisingly smooth.

He was quick to react and pushed you away from him, “wow! What are you doing? If you’re mom sees that.” Lloyd took a few steps backwards.

“Don’t worry she out for a trip with her friends and you have me all to yourself,” you didn’t know what you were doing. “I’m your stepfather! This can’t happen.” “Come on live a little daddy!” you called out with excitement. “Stop calling me that,” Lloyd demanded before walking away.

Leaving you in the kitchen with a pout. You sat down on the couch with a huff and turned the tv on. Shortly after you hear the shower start running and your lips curled into a smirk.

Stripping from your soft lilac night gown you exposed your naked body to the camera.

Quietly you walked to the bathroom, peaking the door open you could see Lloyd’s naked form. Your eyes drifted down to his erected cock which he was slowly stroking. You might hate him, but goddamn did you like what you were seeing.

Slowly you walked up behind him. The shower was open, and you could easily come up behind him without him noticing.

Lloyd groaned lowly as he rubbed his dick, he wouldn’t admit it, but your fierce energy made him this hard. His head dipped back the warmth of the shower consuming him in his pleasure.

You snaked your hand around Lloyd and put it around his dick gently following his movements. Peppering kisses along his back you moved his hand away from his erection.

“Yeah, keep going love,” “mhm try again daddy…” you whispered against the shell of his ear. Instantly Lloyd’s eye snapped open, and he fled from your grip.

“The fuck are you doing here? Fucking shit and cover yourself!” he threw a towel your way which you dodged. “Oh, come on I know you wanna fuck me,” you stepped closer backing him against the sink.

Lloyd had a hard time resisting you but couldn’t break character, “it doesn’t matter if I want to or not. You are my stepdaughter, I’m married to your mother!”

Your hands cradled his face, “she never has to know. We’re not blood, we can do what we want…” lips ghosting over his. “Give it to me…fuck me…fuck me rough, make me cry, fuck me until I can’t walk,” you begged him clawing your hands on his broad shoulders.

A growl came past his lips and Lloyd grabbed your hips pulling you flush against him. “Fine. You want me to fuck you rough? Make you cry like a little girl and treat you like a filthy whore?” “Yes, yes please daddy-.” He turned you around pushing you against the sink.

“Call me daddy again and you can’t sit straight for a week,” Lloyd hissed while one of his hands landed a firm slap on your ass. A gasp escaped you in response.

“Understood?” “Understood…” “Sir you call me sir and if you don’t you get punished.”

Lloyd dragged you to the bedroom and threw you on the bed. You smirked at him as you pushed up and your elbows and spread your legs giving him a perfect view on your pussy.

With a mischiefs smile Lloyd grabbed your ankles drawing you to the edge of the king-sized bed. “What a slutty pussy do we have here huh? I didn’t even touch you yet and here you are dripping like the whore you are….” His words send shivers down your spine.

Letting his finger trail up your body he moved above you. Grabbing him by the neck, you pulled him down for a hungry kiss. Whining into his mouth desperately.

Everything to stay in role you thought to yourself. You didn’t necessarily have to kiss your fellow actors unless in fitted the role you were given and here it wasn’t required.

Without thinking Lloyd kissed you back, the same thought running through his mind.

His hands moved down to your wrists taking them from himself. One of his hands gripped both of your wrists as the other longed for the belt that laid a few inches away from your head. He tied your wrist together having to poke another hole in the belt.

Going back down he was eye to eye with your cunt. His hands gripped your thighs, and he lapped your pussy like a starved man. Moaning loudly, you wiggled against the belt.

You wanted to touch him, grip his hair, and shove his face deeper inside you. His moustache teases your bundle in the best kind of way.

However as much as you loved the way he made you feel, you hated it. You hated him with your guts, but that man knew what he was doing, and you enjoyed it. His tongue circled your hole before diving in. One hand let go of your thigh and joined his tongue.

Two fingers curling inside of you while his tongue played with you bundle of nerves. You squeezed his fingers when they hit your sensitive spot. “Damn such a tight cunt for such a whore. If two of my fingers barley fit, how are you gonna take my fat cock?”

“Oh, but I know a slut like you would do everything for a cock wouldn’t she? A dumb whore who doesn’t know better is only after cock,” he continued.

Slowing down his movements Lloyd admired your torn expression.

He loved that he could see how conflicted you were with him giving you this kind of pleasure and still hating him.

Letting out a high-pitched whine as Lloyd didn’t stop teasing you, you tried rolling your hips for more pleasure. Instead, his hand pushed your hips back down, “little slut…are that desperate? What you wanna come? Want your sir to relieve you?”

Quickly you nodded your head not able to form words. “Words whore.” Lloyd slapped your cunt the moment he didn’t hear any words from you. “Yes, sir I want you to relieve me.”

“What a shame I don’t want to,” he said and stood up. Whining you reached for him with your hips longing for his sinful mouth again. “No, the only way you’re coming today is on my cock because that what a whore like you wants right? The only thing you think about all day is to be a whore for a cock.”

The tip of his dick graced your leaking hole using the juice from as lube. Without warning you he pushed himself inside stretching you out.

His hands rested on either side of your head, “fuck tight as a virgin. How is your cunt still this tight when you’re such a slut.” Groaning he seated himself deeper into your pussy.

“Move, please move sir…” you whimpered. Complying Lloyd moved back and forth, the first few thrusts went slow and then he rutted into you. For better grip he wrapped his right hand around your throat.

With Lloyd destroying your pussy, whispering the dirtiest words in your ear, and hitting all the right spots at the same time you felt the familiar knot building in your stomache.

Clenching your walls together around Lloyd's cock causing a loud moan from his lips to escape. He squeezed your throat in response.

Here you were making the filthiest noises when Lloyd could break everything with the sound of his moan. Never in your life before had you heard a sound that turned you on like this.

“Does the sound of my moan turn you into a little slut? Oh no, wait! You already are a slut!” you wanted to answer him but all that came from you was a blabbering sound.

“Oh, have I fucked you dumb already?” He questions with a mocking pout.

You tried shaking your head as much as you could with Lloyd's hand laced around your throat. “I-I come…sir come I” you stammered around.

The sound of flesh slapping together could be heard around the entire set. “You wanna come? Then work for it whore,” with that he turned you around.

He laid on his back with you sitting on his cock. The sudden change of position and angle making you moan pornograficly.

His cock hit spots that you didn't even know about until now.

Taking a deep breath you began moving your hips in circular motions. “Are you this dumb or do just act like it? Are you a dumb fucking whore? Are you so dumb that you can't even ride me properly?”

His hand went back to your hips moving them up and down while pushing his hips against yours.

The tight grip caused bruises, and the realization got you close to the edge.

“Cum for me little slut, cum for your sir like a whore should.”

You collapsed on Lloyd from the intense orgasm he gave you. You already knew you were going to sleep for hours after this and to be honest you could sleep already.

“Now don't fall asleep on me whore, you still have to make me cum.” He pushed you away from him to stand up.

His erection glistening with your cum, gripping your hair he pulled you to him.

“Open your mouth,” he demanded. Doing so he directly pushed his cock into your mouth. You could taste your own cum mixed with his pfecum, having you pussy thrombin.

Lloyd brutally fucked your throat. For a moment stopped to let you gag on his cock causing tears to spring in your eyes.

“Whores don't get to breathe,” he told you.

You whimpered wanting his cum already. As if he heard your thoughts Lloyd let go and fucked his cum down your throat admiring the bulge he made. A relieved moan coming from his soft lips.

A moment of silence fell between the two of you. Making eye contact felt like another world.

Then Carter's loud ‘cut’ rang through the set. “Amazing!!! You can put the robes back on, shower and leave for the day! Oh, y/n how was it? Would you do it again? Maybe go a bit more into bdsm this time?”

You looked at him with a tired smile as you put the robe back on. “Yeah sure! However I would start slowly if that's okay?”

Carter waved you off, “of course that's okay! I gotta see…we could start with Fowler…” before he could finish you interrupted him. “We don't have to do it right now! Just schedule something with Bunny and text me.” You told him and walked away for a needed shower.

Lloyd watched you take off, “you give her to anyone but me and I will have you fired,” he whispered to Carter.

Speechless he watched Lloyd walk away wearing a satisfied smirk.

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venusbyline · 27 days

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Hey guys, I'm Vênus (she/her). This is my new ff blog and requests are already open!

I really like writing dark, smut and/or angst contents for s/o x female readers.

Almost all the characters and artists I'll write for are tagged. Feel free to send me your writing requests on my ask. (ps¹: practically i'll write for all Jacob Elordi and Ryan Gosling's characters, there just wasn't enough space in the tags).

So don't be shy... I'm a member of the "toxic characters stan" too <3

ps²: some characters besides the other characters of Ryan Gosling and Jacob Elordi that I didn't put in the tags but that I can also write for:

Scream: Ethan Landry, Billy Loomis, Stu Macher.

Euphoria: Rue Bennet, Jules Vaughn, Ethan Lewis, Lexi Howard, Chris McKay, Fezco.

Hunger Games: Lucy Gray Baird, Katniss Everdeen, Sejanus Plinth, Johanna Mason, Treech, Clemensia Dovecote, Tigris Snow, Haymitch Abernathy.

MCU: Tom Holland!Peter Parker & Andrew Garfield!Peter Parker, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff.

Daisy Jones & The Six: Eddie Roundtree, Daisy Jones, Camila Dunne.

The Vampire Diaries: Stefan Salvatore, Damon Salvatore, Silas, Rebekah Mikaelson, Katherine Pierce.

Margot Robbie: Barbie, Harley Quinn.

Gossip Girl: Chuck Bass, Nate Archibald, Carter Baizen, Blair Waldorf.

YOU: Love Quinn, Joe Goldberg.

Harry Potter: Cedric Diggory, Hermione Granger, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Draco Malfoy, Sirius Black.

Grey's Anatomy: Jackson Avery, Derek Shepherd, Mark Sloan, Alex Karev.

Outer Banks: Rafe Cameron, JJ Maybank.

Anyway, more characters can be added here over time!

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Distraction | C.B.

Summary: Avery Archibald just wants to forget. Carter Baizen has the perfect way to distract her.

18+ Only

The news of her father's arrest spread like wildfire around NYU. Students whispered about her down the hall. Even professors were treating her like she was a criminal. Avery was called in by administration to ensure the money her father donated to the school was not from embezzlement or fraud.

On Friday night, she sat in her dorm alone. No amount of homework could distract her from her life crumbling around her. She needed to get out and do something, anything. Maybe a movie could distract her. Avery stood up to head to the theater. She opened the door to Carter Baizen.

"Carter?" She questioned noticing he was carrying flowers. They were her favorite. A medley of lavender flowers mixed with white roses. The vase was crystal.

"I heard the news. I'm so sorry, Ave," he apologized. Carter seemed genuine. She opened her door wider.

"Do you want to come in?" She asked. He stepped inside and placed the vase on the counter. Avery closed the door behind them and followed him.

"I was just wondering if you wanted to-" he was stopped by her lips crashing onto his.

"I want you to distract me from everything," she demanded.

"Can't say no to that," he smiled and hoisted her onto the kitchen island. They continued to kiss. Her hands cupped his cheeks as he grabbed the bottom of her NYU sweatshirt. He took off her sweatshirt and smirked.

"Just like old times," He smirked looking at her breasts. She hadn't bothered to wear a bra. The sweatshirt hid enough. Carter started to kiss her neck. A soft gasp slipped past her lips. Her neck was one of her weak points.

"Carter," she whined as his kisses went lower. Her fingers snaked through his hair. His lips hovered over her nipple. His thumb rubbed over the other one.

"Can't have one get jealous can we?" Carter questioned as he stared in her blue eyes. His tongue flicked her nipple eliciting a moan. "I love how sensitive you are,"

Avery grabbed the bottom of his shirt and pulled it up. He smiled and kissed her lips with more passion. He hoisted her once more causing her to giggle. Arms wrapped around his neck, he led them to her bedroom. He kicked her bedroom door closed behind him. Carter placed her on the bed. Her pajama shorts were removed and thrown behind him.

"Beautiful," Carter breathed admiring her body. His eyes soaked in every part of her.

"Are you just going to stare at me?" Avery asked.

"In a rush are we?" He asked while getting on his knees. "You are going to regret that,"

Carter placed a leg on his shoulder. He peppered her thighs with soft kisses. The pace was painstakingly slow. She arched her back and whined. He used his hands to hold her hips in place. "You don't call the shots here,"

Another whine came from her. Carter smirked while continuing his slowly pace. The Archibald princess would simply have to be patient. Something he was sure she didn't have.

Once he made it to her core, he tried to think of what to do first. Carter could give into her whines or draw it out. She wanted a distraction, he was going to give her one. He slid his hand down and found her clit. With his thumb, small circles were rubbed.

"Carter," she whined trying to buck her hips.

"So much whining today. Is this how you get things in life?" He taunted. A frustrated groan answered that question. He continued his slow pace for a few more seconds before shoving his middle finger in and out of her. Without the restraints from his hands, her hips moved to match his rhythm.

Carter watched as she moved on her own. His thumb continuing to rub the tiny circle. His index finger now inside of her. Another finger added shortly after that. Her moans filled the room.

As he watched, he felt all the blood rush to his penis. He throbbed wanting to have her around him. His pants feeling painstakingly tight. Much to her protest, he removed himself from her and stood up.

She panted while watching him. Avery was so close. Prior experiences told her to not touch herself in front of him. He wanted to be the reason for her pleasure. All sounds she made during sex were to come from his actions.

Carter removed his pants and underwear. Pre-cum glistened at the tip. He placed a knee down on the bed and kissed her. His tongue licked her bottom lip before sliding into her mouth. She was blissfully distracted. He made sure her legs were wrapped around his hips before pushing himself inside her.

Avery moaned into the kiss and gripped the sheets under her. His strokes were calculated. She always hated when he went slow. He pushed himself to the hilt before slowly pulling out. The bed banged slowly into the wall.

"Carter," she moaned. He knew she wanted no needed more. The princess was going to have to beg.

"What is it?" He panted as if he didn't know.

"Why are you going so slow?" She asked.

"Ask me nicely to go faster and I'll think about it," he smiled. Her bottom lip jutted out in a pout. Carter took the opportunity to bite it softly and pull. Their noses pressed together.

"Carter, pick up the pace," she demanded. Her hips bucked.

"That's not nicely, princess," he tsked. "I want a please,"

Once she didn't say anything, he stopped. Carter had to admit it hurt him more than her. He throbbed once more but he had to hear her beg. She can't always get what she wants. An irritated look washed over the once blissful appearance.

"Carter, please, please faster," she begged quickly. He smiled and picked up his pace. She threw her head back and moaned. Her back arched. Seeing her act this way brought him closer to his release.

"Carter, I'm going to-"

"What are you waiting for?" He asked. His eyes closed as she felt the familiarity of her climaxing around him. The way her mouth parted and her eyes halfway closed. He loved seeing her an absolute mess. Not long after he met the same blissful fate.

He pulled out of her slowly and placed his hands on the bed to catch his breath. Once he was caught up, he laid next to her. Avery placed the blanket on top of their naked bodies. She laid her head on his bicep. His fingers played with her hair softly.

"That was quite the distraction," she whispered before drifting off to sleep.

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