#cate dunlap smut

[yameoto]

TOP TEN BENEFITS. JORDAN, CATE, ANDRE.

synopsis ; you and godolkin's finest go out for some fun, just like any other night. little do you know, is that they have a little more in store for you than just partying.

oh. also, you're luke's girlfriend—not like that's going to stop them.

✗ warnings ; dark!jordan, dark!cate, dark!andre, cnc, dubcon, intox, foursome, cheating, strap-fucking. wc ; 1.9k

DISTANTLY, you can hear voices. you're not sure, really; your head's all dizzy and groggy, and your mouth is so dry you wonder if you’ve been chewing on cement. god.. you really can’t remember anything. how strong were those drinks?

"we sure about this, guys?" comes a voice, echoing on the outskirts of your mind. it's familiar. masculine.. or feminine? you really can't tell—not in this state, at least.

"of course we're sure." someone else interjects, gruffer, this time, clearly masculine. it sounds a lot like.. andre..?

"i mean, look at her," whispers another, voices so low—like they're trying not to wake you. this one's higher, more feminine and— oh that's definitely cate. "how could we not?"

how could they not what? nothing makes sense—not in your foggy, hungover brain at least; one that you're becoming increasingly suspicious is addled by something stronger than shots. but that can't be right—you hadn't blown lines with the others, had you? no, you definitely hadn't. so why does your head hurt so fucking much?

"guys..?" you mumble, trying to sit up on what you distantly realise is a bed, the edges of your vision still blurry. as it adjusts, you're met with the sight of jordan, andre and cate all standing over you, eyes strangely lidded, gleaming. "shit— she's up," jordan hisses, grip on your thigh tightening, and its then that you realise your skirt is gone—the entire stretch of your legs exposed to the three of them.

"fuck," cate sighs, lips drawing into a pout as you feel her hand, bare hand, hover over your other thigh, head jerking up to face the others with a frown on her lips. "should i do it again?"

"no," jordan and andre hiss in unison, exchanging a meaningful look as their fingers twitch, restless. "c'mon, you know you want her awake for this."

"awake for what?" you grumble, head throbbing far too much for you to wrap your head around the conversation. "i'm too hungover for this." you swing your legs off the edge of the bed, reaching for your discarded skirt before two pairs of her hands shoot out to stop you. your vision swims, and with a disconcerting lurch you realise you're so fucked-up you can't even tell whose is who's.

"you won't need that." jordan mutters, breath hot against your cheek as they curl their hand around your wrist, dragging it firmly into their lap. what the fuck?

"sorry about the skirt," cate hums affirmatively, eyes drifting to the poor, ripped thing on the floor and you swear you see the beginnings of a smirk curl her lips "someone got a little excited."

"hey—" andre puts his hands up, not looking too sorry at all. in fact, he looks like he's barely restraining a grin. "don't act like you two weren't drooling—"

"touché." jordan interjects, eyes rolling yet looking entirely too pleased with themselves as they play with your hand in their lap, inching it up their own thigh. “you look better without it, doll.”

"warm her up, jordan." cate's eyes flash, gaze boring into the sight of you, splayed against the pillows, and you resist the urge to whimper.

"don't tell me what to do," jordan grumbles, but there's a grin stretching at their lips and you almost wonder if cate used her powers with the speed in which they comply. their loose grip on your wrist becomes inordinately tight as they deftly undo their belt, dragging their pants and boxers down in one, swift move.

oh, fuck.

"hold on— i—" you splutter, stupidly, glancing between the three of them and jordan's throbbing, leaking cock. it gently bobs into your hand; head pink, glistening with pre-cum and you just want to—wait, what?

you're dating luke. you're dating luke. a spike of panic sends you twisting, surprisingly lucid for a moment as you attempt tugging your wrists away—to no avail, of course. top ten ranking aside; you don't stand a chance against three supes, especially not the three of them.

"hey— shh." jordan catches you, eyes flashing for a moment as they slowly, ever so slowly, guide your hand back to their cock—grunting when your fingers limply wrap around their tip. "fuck, that's it.." they groan, head tilting back. jesus fucking christ.

you don't even realise it when andre drags your panties down your thighs—and your flush only deepens at how fucking wet you are. that has to be the high, right? there's no way—why else would your cunt be dripping into the goddamn sheets, like that? for three of your friends? boyfriend absent from the room, no less. a feeble, embarrassed whine falls from your lips, as three hungry pairs of eyes have no shame in hiding how much they want to fucking devour you.

"look at you, so fucking wet." ande’s voice comes a deep rumble, belt unbuckling with a click as he inches closer. his hands slide over your thighs as he moves over, all the way, and you make another strained noise as his cock hits your belly.

"i think it's cute." cate hums, eyes glimmering as she leans across the bedspread, hands wrapping around the base of andre's eager, bobbing cock and directing it towards your splayed legs. andre’s basically fucking trembling with restless need, cate’s own breaths shallowing, picking up the pace. "luke ever get you this wet?"

your teeth tuck into your bottom lip, eyes squeezing shut because god, luke.. what the hell are you doing here? it feels like betrayal. it is betrayal—they need to stop—this is wrong—

you whine, making a choking noise as jordan’s grasp on your wrist steels enough to snap bone. you want to say; luke—? yes—he fucking has—i think—but you find you barely have the strength to moan, let alone protest.

“nah, i don’t think so.” jordan smirks, smug, as if they know exactly what’s going through your head as their hand guides yours; forcibly pumping your hand along their length. their frustrated growls of pleasure are enough to make you blush—let alone the feeling of andre’s hands roughly shoving your legs apart, spreading your folds open with two of his fingers. you whine, quivering, glazed pupils meeting his.

"fuck, luke's gonna kill us—" andre grunts once he finally rams into you, audibly groaning as you slam into the blankets with each thrust, inciting the most strangled little cries from your throat. it’s so much—you can’t help but thrash a little, under his touch. cate lets out a displeased hum, though at his words or his roughness you can't tell.

"what luke won't know won't hurt him." jordan counters from the other side of you, lips twisting into a grin as they bite into your shoulder, still moving your hands in thrusts along their length.

they keep shifting—each time you're distracted by cate or andre the feeling of their cock twitching under your hands changes to fingers sinking into sloppy, wet heat. it's ridiculous how hot it makes you, just jacking them off—but it’s not like you have any room to comment with andre thrusting into you like an animal, snarls coming out of his mouth as each movement sends you reeling with white-hot, carnal pleasure.

"move, you brute." cate interrupts, voice cutting through the blinding, purely instinctual pleasure of andre pumping you full like a rutting dog. her eyes glitter with an annoyance that give way to barely-restrained lust, and in your sex-drugs-cate induced haze (you're still not quite sure which it is, yet), you faintly register the plastic in her hand; long, thick, pink and fuck— is that a strap?

"not yet, cate, i'm almost done—" andre cuts himself with a guttural, bestial moan as his cock rams into you, again. you can feel it twitching inside of you; hear his breaths growing shallower as he grips your hips, so tight they might bruise. "oh, fuck—!" he groans loudly as he comes, thick, hot seed filling you up, hips still thrusting as he crams as much of his load into you as he possibly can. it takes a beat before he reluctantly pulls out, chest heaving.

"fuck, you felt so good," he groans, hands clumsily tugging you forward for a kiss before he's promptly pushed off before your lips can touch. "about fucking time." cate grunts, voice sharp, weight of andre on top of you replaced by two long, toned legs swinging on either side of your body, cate's hands running over that fucking strap at her hips. her lips curl into a smirk as your eyes—still glassy from andre's force—blink blearily up at her. you’re still so dazed, so adorable. she leans down to cup your chin. "you're such a pretty little thing," she murmurs, thumb brushing against your bottom lip, gaze darkening as she begins to prise your mouth open, gleam in her eyes giving away to sheer, unadulterated lust.

"open wide." she whispers, and that's the only pre-empt you get before you're choking on silicone, her hips bucking forward as she shoves herself into your mouth. her hands tighten in your hair, jerking you forward so that the entire length forces itself down your throat. tears spring to your eyes. you feel jordon's hands getting rougher as they use you to fuck themselves, teeth digging into your skin to muffle their own whines while your own, keening “mmfs—!” peter out to soft, quiet whimpers.

"you're so good for us," jordan moans, burying your fingers hilt-deep into their cunt, walls pulsing desperately around you. "so fucking good," cate assents with a breathy, pleasured groan of her own, back snapping as if it were her own cock that you’re gagging around. from behind her, andre’s hands are wrapped around himself, moving furiously as he arches over the bed. “you have no idea how long we’ve wanted this.” he hisses, one hand madly jerking himself off to the sight of cate fucking your face like she owns you, the other tangling in your hair. cate audibly moans, bucking into you further with a sharp inhale. "wish i could come in you for real." she mumbles, fingers running along your jaw as you splutter around plastic. she smiles, tilts her head up to look at jordon as they mutter something unintelligible, her thrusts increasing in pace, fucking your throat so raw, so good. "jordan's got something special to give you." she murmurs, voice honey sweet, hand dancing up your cheek.

you can hardly gargle a response through the strap in your mouth—but you don't have to. not when, with a resounding moan, all questions are answered with jordan promptly shooting their load all over your face, thick, hot strings of cum leaking around the edges of the strap and seeping into your mouth. they both groan, jordan slumping into your side with soft, intermittent pants.

"god.." they mutter into the crook of your neck, cate's thrusts slowing as she starts to loosen her grip on your hair; though not stopping, never stopping. "you're ours." jordan grunts, gripping your thigh with sudden, overwhelming intensity while cate continues jerking the strap down your throat, smile tugging at her lips. “ours." she echoes, voice soft—almost gentle if you didn’t know any better. she leans down, hand stretching out; smearing jordan's cum across your cheek in one, long, clean swipe. "fucking ours."

poor, poor luke.

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[poppy-metal]

🍄 poppy poppy poppy, cockwarming jordan during a group movie night but only cate shows up, cate who for some reason decided to sit on the other side of you but we all know why, she's currently whispering filth into your ear about how well your hungry pussy is taking them in.

cate always feeds into jordans sadistic streak - both of them together with you between always spells danger for you. the flame of humiliation licking up your spine as cate smirks at you, well aware of how your little cunt is stuffed under the blanket thrown over you in jordans lap. you cant help the aborted little moves of your hips either trying to get friction on your nubby clit.

they make it worse, because they start talking, like you aren't right there on jordans dick.

"so did you hear about-"

"he's fucking stupid, cate. i told you-"

just casual buzz behind you. jordans hands on your hips as you clench and soak the thick length of them inside you, fat and stretching you to the fucking brim. cates hand rests on your thigh over the blanket, her thumb rubbing back and forth.

you only last twenty minutes of this before you can't stay still anymore, start bouncing your hips up and down. jostling jordans cock inside you. their hands tighten on your waist, and you hear their voice hitch in conversation but they keep talking.

you whine then, loud and long, working even faster and that's when they finally look at you.

"wow," cate says, "someone's fucking eager. i thought you had her well trained, jordy?" she giggles. "not that you're much better."

"shit - you try to be composed with this pussy on you."

you nearly sob with relief when they start moving - adjusting their hips, spreading their thick thighs under you so they have the leverage to fuck up into you at last. strong hands helping you bounce up and down. their balls rub against the base of your cunt everytime you bring it back down and you moan deliriously. skin burning up, "s'hot - so hot."

cates hand is tugging the blanket off immediately, and then you're exposed - and cates eyes are drawn to where you and jordan are connected, lips spread wide around the thick cock pushing in and out.

"fuck, that's hot."

its not often cate is rendered uneloquent. the fact that the sight of you getting fucked genuinely affects her makes you clench, pulsing around jordans cock.

"god, she likes that-" jordan grunts from behind you and then you feel their broad chest at your sticky back, and their big corder arms are hooking under your knees and dragging them up, till you're locked in a full nelson. "you like that pussy on display, baby? wanna show cate how good you take daddy's dick in your little girl cunt - "

"oh, its daddy, is it?" cate sounds amused. "is that your daddy, sweet girl? fucking and filling you up, hm?"

you nod dumbly, folded up like a doll in jordans arms, thick cock spearing in and out of your open wet cunt with ease, fat balls slapping your needy little clit with each thrust inside you. "y-yeah, s'my daddy -" you cry, tears burning in your lashline. "daddy's cock n me - so good - uh - "

"fuuuuck. get down there, dun. lick her while i fuck her - make my girl cum f'r me."

oh, you think as cate slinks to her knees before you, coming eye level with your stuffed hole, plush mouth inches away from where jordans sliding in and out. oh, you're going to die.

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[24hlevi]

— frío

cate dunlap (gen v) x transmasc!reader

genre: smut

summary: after a bad day, cate can tell you're upset. so she makes you feel much better.

warnings: language, nsfw, sub!reader, dom!cate, strap on, mommy kink, praise

wc: 1.1 k

minors do not interact

i need her so bad it's unhealthy, and yes this was an impulsive decision

you laid on your bed in your dorm with the blanket covering almost all of you except your face. the day had been terrible with exam season, the rankings, and just the annoying people at the school. you honestly just wanted to curl up into a ball and die. you heard a few knocks on your door and looked over at it.

“come in!” you called through the door.

the second after you spoke, your girlfriend, cate walked in and closed the door behind her. she saw the position you were in and walked over to you. “are you okay?” she asked.

you shrugged in response. you didn't really want to talk about it when it was the usual. cate sat down next to you and cupped your face in her hands as you looked at her.

“do you want me to help you?” she said softly, rubbing small circles on your cheeks.

you could feel your face heat up at her words, knowing what she was meaning. you shyly nodded your head, leaning into her touch. “yes.”

“yes, who?”

“yes, mommy please,” you could feel your cheeks get hotter as you spoke.

“good boy,” she smiled at you.

moving the blankets off of you, you peered up at the blonde as she leaned down to you and started kissing down your neck, moving to straddle your hips. your hands awkwardly remained at your sides until she grabbed them and placed them on her waist. she gently pushed you so you were laying on your back and pulled away from your neck, looking down at you.

“tell me what you want.”

staring up at her with your hands settled on her waist, you quietly answered. “want you to fuck me. please, i want it so bad.”

“you want mommy to fuck you with her strap, baby?” she asked you with a sly smirk on her face, her hands roaming up and down your body.

“yes.” you nodded.

she leaned down and kissed you, slowly rolling her hips against you, smiling at the whine you let out under her and your nails digging into her skin. her hands found your belt buckle and unclipped it swiftly, pulling your pants down along with your boxers, tossing them on the ground. her fingers found your puffy clit and slowly started to rub it, parting from the kiss and chuckling when your hips bucked up.

“don't be impatient, baby,” she said. “mommy's gonna take care of you.”

a broken moan fell past your lips at her movements, your hips jerking up again with your head hitting the pillow under you. “f-fuck, mommy please,” you whined.

cate suddenly stopped, resulting in you letting out another whine and watching as she stripped and secured the strap on her. she crawled on top of you and pushed some of your hair out of your face.

“tell me how much you want me,” she whispered into your ear, dragging the tip of her strap along your folds collecting your slick on it.

“so bad,” you immediately responded. “i want you so much, please, please fuck me. need you so bad.” you begged, looking up at her with lust blown eyes.

she slowly pushed into you, peering down at you as your eyes rolled back and back arch into her, your hands gripping her waist tighter. once she was all the way in, she let you adjust for a moment before dragging out of you and slamming back into you, smiling at the sight of you moaning below her.

“look at you, taking mommy’s cock so well. you're such a good boy, just for me.” cate kept a slow pace as she gave you the praises you'd been wanting.

“mommy,” you whimpered. “need more, please.”

“yeah?” she teased. “you want me to fuck you rough, baby boy?”

“y-yes, please,” your voice trembled from what you were feeling.

“whatever you wish,” she whispered, pecking your lips and starting to pound into you at a fast pace.

your eyes screwed shut as moans fell from your mouth without care, and you could feel cate’s gaze and smirk staring down at you, making you slightly embarrassed at how needy you were.

she grabbed your face with her hand, not halting her thrusts as she watched you fall apart beneath her. “look at me, baby. i want you to look at me,” she said, squeezing your cheeks gently.

you opened your eyes as soon as she said to, looking up into her blue eyes as you tried to stop your moans from getting too loud, suddenly feeling self-conscious about the noises coming out of you.

“no, no,” she shook her head. “i want to hear you. you’ll let mommy hear those pretty sounds you make, right?”

“mhm,” was all you were able to get out, nodding your head quickly as your hands moved to her back, lightly scratching her skin. “mommy,” you whined loudly.

“i know, baby. i know,” cate smiled softly at you. “you love mommy making you feel good, don't you? no one else can make you feel this good, right?”

“ye-yes i love it- fuck- no one, j-just you- oh my god,” you moaned as your eyes rolled back when you felt the tip of her strap hit your g spot. “f-fuck mommy please please don't stop ple-please- feels so-so good- fuck-” you babbled mindlessly, not caring about how desperate you sounded.

she purposefully started angling her thrusts to hit your g spot again and again, her small smile growing bigger at you getting louder. “are you close? does my baby boy want to cum?”

you nodded your head feverishly, trying to keep your eyes on her as sinful noises kept leaving your mouth. “please let me cum pl-please please mommy,” you begged shamelessly.

“cum for mommy, baby,” she whispered into your ear, gently biting on it.

a shiver went down your spine at her whisper, and you let out a pornagraphic like moan as your body convulsed under her. your back arched up into her, clawing at her back trying to pull her closer to you while she slowly thrusted a few more times before pulling out of you. she took the strap off and tossed it to the side carelessly then laid down next to you, pulling you to lay your head on her chest.

“you feel better now?” she asked softly.

“mhm,” you hummed, nodding shortly. your arms wrapped around her as you rested your head on her chest. “thank you,” you mumbled.

“of course,” she kissed the top of your head, playing with your hair. “get some sleep, i’ll wake you up in a little.”

“you sure?” you asked tiredly.

“yeah,” she answered with a nod.

“okay,” you said, closing your eyes.

“i love you,” cate said quietly.

“i love you too,” you replied, slowly drifting off into sleep.

“have good dreams, my prince.”

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[celianity]

Movie Night 2.0

Jordan Li x Reader

Prompt: having finished the movie, you and Jordan take care of all that pent-up energy

Warnings: cursing, basically just a whole lot of smut

Word count: 1.332

Author's note: thanks for all the love on Movie Night - here is part 2, I hope you enjoy :) ________________________________________

„Where’s your shit talking mouth now, huh?” Jordan’s voice echoes through the quiet of the hall, drawing you in like a hypnotic spell.

There is still a bit of distance between the two of you because they got a head start, excusing themselves to the bathroom five minutes before the movie credits rolled.

Their absence put you more on edge then you cared to admit.

When Andre and Cate finally left and Marie started cleaning up the aftermath of the watch party, you could feel the tension in your body building.

After the lights went out in your dorm room and you counted to a hundred for good measure, your feet hit the floor again. Marie’s breath was steady, but Emma watched you in the dark with eagle eyes as you tiptoed to the door.

“No glove, no love,” she whispered, scaring you half to death.

You held up your middle finger before disappearing into the hallway, where you’re greeted by a small figure at the end of it.

The exit sign above Jordan’s head illuminates their chin length hair and tints their fitted tank top light green.

Your gaze drinks them in, every alluring curve and dip. Even from the distance you can feel their eyes burning as they watch you approach.

Slowly, they pull their hands out of the pockets of their sweatpants, reaching automatically for your waist as you halt to a stop in front of them.

You dip your head slightly to even out the height difference, breathing in, brushing your noses teasingly. An intoxicating mixture of perfume, adrenalin and foolishness sends your mind spiraling. “Right here, all yours.”

Jordan doesn’t wait a second longer to take you up on that offer, stealing that hitching breath right off your lips. You suppress a moan in the back of your throat at the unexpectedly hard impact.

Their hand snakes up the front of your torso and sweeps along your collarbone until it rests firmly at the side of your neck, splayed fingers applying reassuring pressure. Their thump at the front of your throat makes you fear for your dear innocence. The other hand on your ass doesn’t help either.

Time to turn the tables, then.

You deepen the kiss, letting the pent-up tension roll off your tongue right through their parted lips. Tasting the peppermint tinge of their toothpaste and pressing closer, you wedge one knee in between their legs. Craving more friction, Jordan grinds against the clothing of your silken pajama bottoms and you’re happy to oblige.

Your hands split up.

One brushing along the underside of their left boob before cupping it fully. A sigh escapes Jordan’s lips as you both come up for air and you pinch their nipple between your fingers. The fabric of their tank top is so thin, making it basically invisible to your touch.

Your other hand is stroking up their thigh, playfully undoing the cords of their sweatpants, before slipping past the elastic band of their underwear.

This time, you don’t even try to subdue the groan. “Holy fuck.” Jordan swallows every syllable greedily as their desire wets your fingertips.

Maliciously slow, you push two fingers inside them, curl, retreat, repeat. They arch further into you, intensifying every penetrating movement by practically riding your hand.

The tiny voice in the back of your head reminds you to slow down if you don’t wish to end this soon. However, pushing them over the brink with just your fingers, still fully clothed, is an ego boost you can’t deny.

The assurance of holding their body in the palms of your hands threshes yourself dangerously close to the brink of coming undone right then and there in this fucking hallway.

“Don’t slow down,” they rasp as if hearing your thoughts, biting down on your bottom lip to hold your attention. The grip on your ass tightens.

“We’re just getting started.” You close your mouth around your fingers, savoring their taste on your tongue. “We should move this to your bedroom though because I need you to get naked right about fucking now.”

“You’re so goddamn hot, it makes me hate you sometimes,” Jordan bites out, nodding in agreement.

After planting one last peck on your swollen lips, they guide you by the hand to the nearest door.

Darkness surrounds you, sharpening your senses, highlighting your own desperate needs.

You hear a lock turn before two larger hands grab your waist, pulling you flush against a defined chest. Head turned upwards now; the new flaring up force of the kiss spurring you on. You feel like fighting the current of an ocean all of a sudden.

Those damn sweatpants are doing a terrible job at disguising Jordan’s hard-on, and it drives you crazy.

You clasp one hand around their cutting jaw, deepening the kiss, wanting them to swallow you whole.

The other one glides from their right shoulder over their chest and stomach, picking right up where you left off, enjoying every muscle twitch under your definite touch.

Right before reaching the elastic waistband again, certain fingers wrap around your wrist.

Hot breath fans against your ear, as Jordan whispers, “Your turn, get on the bed.”

The confidence in their tone sends a shiver down your spine, settling right between your legs which are now being pushed apart.

Scattered streaks of moonlight streaming in through the window paint their figure above you in pale light. With a catching breath, you freeze to admire them for a moment.

A smug smile tucks at the corners of their mouth, coming down on yours again after being parted for what feels like an eternity.

Eagerness is pulling the strings now.

You wrap your legs around their waist, guiding them nearer to where you need them the most. Tracing fingers and venturing lips won’t do the trick any longer.

You free them from their tank top to toss it somewhere onto the floor, ruffling their hair in the process, and finally loosen the cords of their sweatpants.

Physically restraining from letting your hand travel farther to encompass their bulge, you sit up instead to get rid of your own clothing, never breaking eye contact.

Jordan takes a quick dive into their bedside table to find a condom before settling onto their side, impatiently waiting to get a hold of your body again.

Briefly, you toy with the idea of putting on a little strip show just to tease them but the hungry glint in their dark eyes teaches you better.

“I want you on all fours,” they say, already moving behind you, warm hands grabbing your hips to pull you back in position. The tip of their hard cock at your soaking entrance turns your mouth into a desert.

“If you wait one second longer, I’m going to kill you,” you pant.

They grant your wish immediately, slamming into you with a force that nearly sends you face-first into the mattress if their splayed hands hadn’t held your torso upright.

These raw groans in the back of their throat zinging right through you, as you move in sync, pushing you over the edge a lot faster than you would have hoped.

Jordan can’t help falling apart at the same time, the view of your moonlit backside and the feel of your body around them being too goddamn much.

You flop down on your belly, content in the silence that follows, not caring about the mess right now. Jordan’s arms wind around your naked form, wrapping you in a full body hug. Their lips on the crown of your head are making you smile into their rising and falling chest.

“Are you staying over?” they ask almost hesitant, voice low and quiet in the dark of the advanced hour.

In response, you press a series of kisses onto their heated skin.

“You won’t get much sleep tonight if you keep on doing that.”

Your open-mouthed grin is a dagger in the diffuse light of the room. “I’m counting on it.”

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[goldhoekin]

Alright, we need more Gen V fics SO. 😤

I'll be taking responsibility for the dark, smutty things I need personally.

I'll take requests for:

Jordan Li

Marie Moreau

Cate Dunlap

Emma Meyer

Luke Riordan

Sam Riordan

Please note, I am a Cis woman, so that's what I have experience with writing, so that's what I'll write. Sorry, yall. I can try for Gender Neutral maybe but it'll take me a while. 😞

#gen v #gen v amazon #jordan li #marie moreau #luke riordan #cate dunlap #emma meyer #sam riordan #gen v smut #gen v x reader #gen v imagine

[tonixe]

a/n: Where is the Luke Riordan fanfic?? Like I was shocked cuz where is my sexy flame boy, like come on, you guys are ghosting me with this shit like please more Luke fanfic.

warning: drugs, smut, p in the v, penetrating, protection used, orgasm, hookup implied, protection used, party sex, alcohol mention, some cheating, maybe a rebound (?). *Luke and Cate did break up, so luke baby is alive 💓💗💞.

pairing: Luke Riordan x fem!reader

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Parties weren't my thing, well I would to some of them if my friends asked or were going, but I would be probably just drinking something or on my phone scrolling on my Instagram feed. But, for right now I was dressing up for it, and one of my friends was going. She was pretty popular around campus, she was blonde pretty, with nice brown eyes. Her name was Harper.

I was at my vanity fixing my top, it was a Halloween party. Fixing the top, adjusting the strings, tightening it up. It was a little too tight, looking at the mirror. My bosom was almost spilling out, rubbing my sides. I was thinking of doing some costumes from Legally Blonde. You know when Elle gets tricked into wearing a costume to some party. I was already in the hot pink tights, just missing some bunny ears. I dust some light blush on my cheeks, eyeliner, and some gloss, and put my hair in a half down and half up.

I had some pink high heels in my closet to wear, checking the time it was about 7:50 pm, the party started at 8 and probably would last until the morning hours of 2 or 3 am. I applied some mascara onto my lashes, looking at the mirror and the compact mirror in my hand.

I put my bunny ears on my head, brushed the sides of my hair, and put some red lipstick and some gloss on top. Looking into the mirror, as I tried to pose to be more confident for the party. Harper and I were going to match in some type of way, she was going to be some Playboy costume, so we would have the same bunny aesthetic. Was it too much, I stood up and spun around in my mirror. I didn't want to be a Debbie Downer and change, so I was going to wear it. I walked into my closet, taking out a long pink fluffy jacket to match my outfit, and wearing my heels. Standing a bit taller, it was a lot. I felt some buzzing from my phone, opening it and looking through messages.

Harper: Y/N, I'm at my car right now, you almost done with your costume. - sent

Y/N: Yeah, I'm done, im going to be down in 2 minutes - sent

Harper: Alright - sent

...

I zipped up my jacket, got my dorm keys and my ID into my bag, put it on my shoulder as I opened the door, and walked out. A few people were outside, studying for a bit. I felt a little naked in this costume, crossing my fingers that it wasn't cold outside. I went down the stairs to the Polarity statue, where Harper was sitting in my car, waiting. "Harper!" I yelled, she got off of her phone, and exclaimed back, smiling. "Omg, you actually wore it" She looked at me, "Yeah, It's a little tight but It looks good right," I said

"Of course" She smiled, and to her promise, she was wearing a Playboy costume hers was tighter than mine and revealed more skin, but that was Harper's nature. "Come on, let's go!" She pulled me by my hands and we got into her car and drove off. I was hoping we could get into our dorms without getting into too much trouble. The drive wasn't long, about 20 minutes and we were there at the party. Some sororities house, some red solo cups on the grass, some people already outside making out and whatnot, "Come on, Y/N, don't just stand there" She exclaimed, taking my hand and we walked into the house.

I knew, almost like I predicted it. It smelt like liquor, perfume, sweat, and a bunch of other smells, some people in their costumes, some of the seven, some of Marvel or D.C. superheroes, and others from some horror movies. I turned to my side and Harper was already gone, 'Fuck' I whispered, before walking to some bar in the kitchen and sitting down on the stools. There was a bartender there serving some drinks as people danced away. "Can I get a piña colada?" I asked before the worker left to make the drink, I looked at the dance floor. Bodies rubbed on bodies, it was a scene I guess. Looked like everyone was enjoying themselves except me, but it was just the usual. Hearing the glass on the table, I took it and drank it whole, sitting myself as I listened to my thoughts.

I heard a glass colliding with the wooden counter of the bar and looked to the side to see someone familiar. It would be weird to stare, wouldn't it, but I wore it was someone you knew or saw before.

I tried to peep again but failed to see anything else on the person's face. This was awkward, very awkward. Before I heard the person talk up, "So, what are you doing here?" He asked, looking directly at me.

'Holy Shit' it was Luke, Luke Riordan like the guy who is like the number one. Golden Boy, Golden Boy himself is talking to me, breathing right next to me literally speaking to me. I had a mini fangirl session before I snapped out of it and answered him back, "A friend asked, and I agree, so that's why I'm here" I smiled at him. "Nice costume" my cheek heated up realizing he was looking at me, "I'm Ellie Woods, from legally blonde" I replied, "-And your ghostface, nice" I looked at him, "So..where's your mask?" I tilted my head, "On my belt, just in case" His smile made me have chills down my core.

He looked perfect even in the hot, sweaty environment we were in. I wanted to do something, but I couldn't even do anything. I felt my core getting hotter and my legs getting stickier.

"What's your name?" He asked, "Y/N and I already know you, your Luke right?" I hoped to not sound creepy, that I already knew him. "Yeah, how did you know that?"

"Your really well known, I guess I just picked up on you. You do know your are really easy on the eyes" I tried to flirt with him.

"Hey!" I looked at him, as the bartender came to him, as he ordered something, "Two shots of tequila" Before the bartender poured them out of the clear bottle. As the bartender slid them onto the counter to him, before he offered one to you. "Shots?" He asked, "Hell yeah" I took the shot and gulped it down, as the liquid burned down my throat to my chest, "Fuck that's strong" I heard him groaning out, it made me feel hot. But you knew that you couldn't do it at all, he had a girlfriend.

You weren't an asshole to break up someone's relationship for something petty like a sexual conquest. "Um, why did you really come here to talk to me.." I spoke out, biting my lip. "I thought you were cute" My heart started beating up faster, "Don't you have a girlfriend?" I bit my lip, "Oh, me and Cate..we broke up, she cheated on me with my best friend, pretty shitty isn't it?" He sipped more of the drink, he ordered in his glass cup. "Oh, gosh...I'm so sorry" That was a pretty shitty way to get broken up with, but at least I didn't have the guilt of being a home wrecker.

"I know," He said, rubbing his temples. The scene was awkward, I didn't want to pity him any further, but I was oddly turned on by this. But you didn't want to throw an opportunity away. It would be one in a chance.

"Do you want to feel better, I know a way" I placed his hand on his upper knee, tilting my head, suggestively. I guessed he got the message before I took his hand, and followed me into a random room. I really didn't know my way through the house but I was able to find a free room.

I pushed him onto the bed. I closed the door behind me, before getting on top of him, hooking my hands on his shoulder, and placing my lips on him. I felt his hands on my side, moving lower down to dangerous parts of me. Grinding down on his growing erection, Withdrawing away from the kiss. "Woah" I smiled at his reaction, "How was it" I cocked my head at him, rubbing down at him.

"That was fucking awesome" I pinched his cheek, "Your adorable" I smirk. He rubbed my ass down to my upper thighs. I felt his hands warming up under my tights.

I took my hands off of his shoulder, before losing off the corset that held me in its confined. I felt relief from taking it off, throwing my corset top somewhere else. His eyes darted to my chest, "Like them?" pressing them together, I felt myself getting wetter as he looked at me. Before I felt him flipping me over, feeling my back hitting the bed. My legs crossed each other as I held them up. I turned my head to the side, looking at him, opening my legs.

"Are you hard right now?" I teased, feeling some heart from his hands, melting away my tights. Before I felt him rip them off my legs. The flimsy fabric was ruined, "You ruined them" I faked my sad expression, "I'll replace them" he rubbed the upper parts of my thighs, taking my panties off of me. His hands stretch the lips of cunt, making me moan out. "S-stop, it's embarrassing" I turned my head away from the scene, "Fuck your soaked" He spread me apart, and his fingers slid into me, moaning on impact.

My legs trembling from the intrusion. His fingers curled into me, making me bend back, my hands gripping the sheets, his fingers thrusting into me in a rough motion, "FUCK!" I cried, my chest rising up and down. "Your sensitive, aren't you" He was staring at me, analyzing what I did, making me squeeze down on his finger, making him groan, "Shit, I'm sorry" Before he took his fingers, some clear slick. He licked his fingers clean, I didn't know if this was even real. Luke Riordan literally fingering me and licking my juices. I propped myself on my elbows before looking up at Luke taking off his pants.

His dick leaning onto his stomach, standing up. "Holy Shit" I muttered, it had a red tip and pre-cum leaking out of the tip, and it was bigger than you thought. I felt his hand on my ankle dragging me onto the edge of the bed, spreading my legs apart. "L-luke" I moaned, He had a condom in his hand, taking it out of the golden package, "W-wait, let me put it on" He placed it in my hand. I place it on my lips before taking the shaft and using my mouth to put the condom on.

I leaned back putting my legs up, as he put his hand on my thighs and slid himself into me, I moaned out. His dick abusing my cunt. Tightening against his cock. I heard him groan, The friction made me feel wetter. His hand on my waist, his dick stuffing me full, his hips snapping into me. His hands cupped my chest, playing with them. I felt his mouth on my peaks, making me bend. "Luke" I moaned.

I turned my head to the side, flickering my eyes away from him. My chest heaving, my body is feeling hot, and feeling sticker. I felt his hand roaming on my body, flicking my nipples, making me shiver in pleasure. His hands moved my body to the side, as he lifted my legs onto his shoulder, thrusting into me. Feeling him reaching a deep side of me, I flickered my eyes at him. I felt my abdomen feeling hot and bubbling, tightening against him before he groaned. "Luke..I'm close" I wailed, "Fuck, I'm close too" He rubbed my waist, making me mewl out.

I felt a wave crash down on my body, as I moaned out, gripping down on the sheets. His pace slowed down as he plunged into me, making me twitch. His pelvis collided with mine, as he thrust in, before releasing his load. Before he pulled out of me, before typing it up and throwing away the used condoms.

I was tired and sweaty. I put my hand over my eyes, trying to hide from him. I really didn't realize that it really did happen. Having sex with Luke actually did happen.

Leaning up on your elbows, "You okay" I turned my head at Luke, sitting on the side of the bed. He was still half naked, "Yeah.." I laid back down, "Could I hug you?" He asked, "Um, sure.." I felt the bed dip as he crawled towards me and his arms around my waist, leading to the side of my stomach. It was a little awkward but wholesome, I didn't know what to do but I rubbed his head. It lasted for a few minutes before I closed my eyes and slept off.

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Where are the gen v , Emma Meyer/oc FANFICTIONS ?! !!!!!

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[freakshowtwopointoh]

Limoreau playing videogames or boardgames and Jordan is shocked at how good Marie is at them, so much they stop trying to go easy, but she still beats them. (I'll let you decide the game, lol). Could be a group thing as well.

After trying to teach Marie a few video games, Jordan was a little wary of how board game night was going to go. She had a pretty rough time with both Baldur's Gate and Fortnite - hours spent bribing her to keep trying only to watch her full on rage quit after dying one too many times, insisting that she would never play again.

She seemed confident today, however. This should have made them more nervous, but when it came to Marie, they never seemed to learn their lesson: don't underestimate her.

"You know, we can totally do teams if you're nervous." They hedged, side eyeing her as they made their way up the stairs to Luke's apartment.

"You sure you're not nervous, babe?" She teased, squeezing his hand. They rolled their eyes and pulled her into the apartment.

The setting was welcoming enough - colorful bowls of snacks, a variety of liquor bottles lined up haphazardly on a card table. And a variety of games, stacking on Luke's secondhand dining room table.

"Ready to go down, Li?" Emma came bounding into the room, nearly colliding into him before throwing her arms around their body. "Also, hi."

"Hi to you too, Blondie." They mumbled, hugging her back awkwardly.

More hugs were had and taunts were shared as everyone made their way into the main room, sipping drinks and debating which game to play.

"If we try playing Pandemic again, I will riot." Andre said defiantly. "I'm so fucking tired of losing that game."

"Let's play monopoly." Jordan said dryly, earning confused looks from everyone but Cate and Marie. "I'm fucking with you guys, obviously. No one likes monopoly."

"What about Catan?" Cate suggests innocently, but her eyes shine playfully.

"You're just saying that because you always win." Andre complained, but he was already pulling the box out.

"I can't help being the best. It's a good game!" She retorted playfully, tossing her hair back.

"Is that the one with the castles?" Emma whispered loudly to Sam.

"No, that's Carcassonne. This is the one with the sheep and the little guy who steals stuff." Jordan and Luke both stifled a laugh as Emma nodded in understanding.

"Right! Ok I don't remember how to play this one." As Sam explained the rules to Emma, Jordan turned to Marie.

"Have you played this before?" He whispered softly in her ear, resting their hand on her thigh. She nodded, a soft smile playing on her full lips.

"Yeah, I played it a few times at Red River. They said it would help encourage 'nonviolent competition'." She chuckled slightly, resting her hand over theirs.

"Ok so... Luke, you go first." Sam concluded, after explaining the game to Emma (very patiently) for the third time. Luke rolled the dice, and the game began.

Now, the thing that Jordan loved and hated about Catan was that you can't always tell who is winning. It makes for a more interesting game, yes, but it also means that it is very easy to get overly confident. Especially when they could see the confusion on Emma's face throughout the game, as she slowly became drunker and more interested in making towers with her pieces than actually playing.

Marie's hand inched slightly up their thigh as they were rolling the dice, a clear attempt at distracting them. They shifted, unwilling to let her know it was working. The smirk on her lips revealed that she already knew. Damned blood powers. They shook their head slightly, trying to stay on task.

"Dude, I'm like, about to win," Andre said, slurring slightly as he continued to refuse to give Jordan a sheep.

"If you're 'like about to win' then it doesn't matter and you should give me the sheep!" She retorted, pushing their slightly longer hair from their eyes as she tried to figure out how to build their next city.

"It doesn't matter if he's about to win, because I win." Marie said calmly, placing a road piece at a key intersection and extracting the longest road card from in front of Cate.

They turned to her in shock, double checking her math.

"I'm offended that you don't trust me." She teased, watching their jaw work as they realize how easily she snuck up on them. "I told you I've played this game before." Cate was equally dumbfounded, trying to ascertain how she missed Marie's slow and steady climb to victory.

"Did Marie actually beat Cate at Catan? I was beginning to believe her reign would never end." Sam said, chuckling.

"I always knew you could do it." Emma slurred, smiling at her friend.

"You were barely paying attention. I watched you rebuild that tiny log cabin at least three times." Jordan retorted, her ego slightly bruised after losing to their girlfriend.

"Yeah, well, I didn't have to pay attention to know that she'd kick ass."

"Sure." Jordan said, rolling their eyes playfully before turning back to her girlfriend.

"One of these days you'll learn not to underestimate me, baby." Marie murmured in their ear, watching with satisfaction as they squirmed in their seat. "You can make it up to me later."

And that's when Marie finally wins the actual game she's been playing all night long: a blush creeps up Jordan's neck and onto their cheeks. Their night is just getting started.

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[digitalbath1988]

Manipulation

Yandere Cate x Homelander

Background: This is a “what if” so I’m taking liberties with canon. No relationship with Golden Boy or Andre or friendship with the rest of the Gen V kids.

Also we can sub in Homelander for Soldier Boy for that scene in Episode 6, right? ;) a lil change in dialogue and we’ve got that in the bag.

TW: cunnilingus, manipulation, unhealthy relationship dynamics, yandere themes, age gap

“Red and green was the color of her dress, manipulation

Pale blue was the color of her eyes, manipulation

Yellow, yellow was her hair

Orange sunburst red hot glare, manipulation, manipulation

And you can feel her madness

She will call you out

Watch out for her dark side

And you’ll soon figure out

So run on

She’s training you

And she’s got you dancing”

Manipulation, The Black Angels

—-

The young woman shifted nervously in her seat. Her leather gloves crinkled, a normally inaudible noise heavy in Homelander’s ears.

“I’m so glad you agreed to this interview. The student body at Godolkin University is really eager to hear your side of the story.” Cate smiled at him, despite her heart beating harder than normal.

“No problem at all. Anything for my fans. Although that part of the interview will need to come from Legal.” He let a smile lazily play across his face as he met her pale blue eyes with his own. His legs uncrossed in her direction, suit serving to make the cavernous room seem smaller. To make everyone else seem smaller. He glanced at her gloved hands before continuing. “Dean Shetty mentioned they changed interviewers last minute, but she assured me you’d run your final draft through Vought Legal.”

“Yeah, of course. That’s part of the deal. And I’m sorry that Andrew isn’t interviewing you, I think he has a stomach bug or something.” Interestingly enough, her heart rate kicked up as she said that last bit, and her pupils dilated. He let the smile on his face fade a bit. Undeterred, she went on with her questions.

“What advice would you give our students at Godolkin looking to fill some of the vacancies on the Seven?”

She watched his lips as he spoke. “Right to the point, huh? Well, obviously they’d need to have incredible talent and presence, but bravery, modesty, strength and leadership abilities. And a desire to serve their great country.”

She nodded.

“What about the rumors that Vought will be scouting for new talent from the graduating class?”

“I’m happy to confirm that we will be scouting from Godolkin. Of course, it’ll be highly competitive. We’re looking for the best and brightest to join the Seven.”

Subtly enough to be perfectly subconscious, Cate crossed her legs facing him, leaning forward earnestly, as if hanging on his every word. She had a quiet intensity about her that might have unnerved anyone else.

“Understood. Only the best for the Seven. But, that being said, we’ve got some very talented students.” Her smile was bright, despite the sadness of her eyes.

“Anyone you’d like to recommend?” Like, yourself?

“I would prefer to remain perfectly professional and not bias you towards anyone. Sir.”

Homelander smiled and his eye twitched slightly. He’d hoped she would have taken the opportunity for herself. And he’d worked with other Supes long enough to know who was quietly powerful.

He suspected this was a human grenade in a pretty package. Why choose PR or Marketing, or whatever she’d majored in? Was Crime Fighting somehow ‘beneath her?’ He inched closer, mirroring her posture.

“Off the record, I think you should try out.” His eyes flicked over her gloved hand, then quickly over her body. “Dean Shetty told me about you. How strong you are, and loyal. Loyalty is rare in this world, Cate.” An image came into his mind unbidden, Black Noir’s final moments, and he made a face.

Cate looked at him. “I’m so sorry. I know people have let you down. I’m sure that you’ll pick out the right ones now that you have full control over the process.”

They wrapped up the interview fairly quickly after that- after all, it wasn’t like she could ask him any questions about the infamous water bottle incident.

“Will you try out?”

“I don’t think I’m what you’re looking for.” She got to her feet, packing up her bag.

—

All he could think about was the sadness in her eyes for days afterwards. But there were plenty of candidates, probably ones physically stronger or more vocal.

Still, he couldn’t stop thinking about her. He even thought about asking her over, making some excuse to get her there.

A text popped up on his phone eventually, something so mundane. She’d left a cardigan and she didn’t have Ashley’s number, could she have it.

“Don’t worry about that. Why don’t you swing by and we can talk outside of an interview?”

The silence bothered him for an overly long fifteen minutes. Finally a text back:

“I’d love to.”

She showed up later that evening, dressed more casually than at the interview in a cropped shirt and bias cut skirt. The gloves were a constant.

Cate pushed the sweater into her backpack with a little “thank you,” and a smile.

The small talk only lasted for a few minutes. “I meant what I said the other day. You should try out. Dean Shetty told me what you’re capable of.”

She gave him a look. “Well, did Shetty tell you what I’ve had to do for her?” Her body language seemed to open up, even as her heart rate pounded harder.

He leaned back, curious now about the push and pull. What lay underneath it.

“Explain.”

“Shetty is having me wipe people’s memories to protect herself. Because she’s working on something. Whatever it is, I know she’s hiding something from Vought. You know about The Woods, right? You need to send someone there.”

“How do you know?”

This was real Cate. “I’ve wiped too many people for this to be something Vought ok’d. I’m getting worried.”

“Why didn’t you tell me at the interview?”

“You didn’t trust me yet. Now that you’ve reviewed my draft..”

“I haven’t had time.”

She bit her lip. “I can tell something has changed. And I swear I haven’t been in your head, it’s just- things seem different.”

The thought of her inside his head was deeply disturbing, that she’d be powerful enough to do that to him. But also there was something else there, something he couldn’t quite get his finger on. Truth was, if he’d been in front of Mirrorlander, he might have had that introspection to see that he was still longing for someone to truly love him, to see everything he was and did and still care for him, to not recoil in horror from him.

But he probably wasn’t willing to admit it, so he ended up attributing it to attraction. It was a far more comfortable motivator.

She shifted closer to him, waiting for his response. Her legs crossed and uncrossed, hands again nervous in her lap.

The longer he held his silence, the more nervous little movements she made. It made him want to hold out and see what she’d do.

“I’m sorry- you can trust me. I promise I wouldn’t go in your head without asking first.”

“I can tell you’re not lying to me.” He slipped his hand over her knee, holding it in place just as he held her gaze.

“You can?”

“I trust you because you’ve been so honest. Well, except for Andrew getting sick.. but I was much happier having you interview me. You just made Andrew think he was sick, didn’t you?”

She squirmed. Fuck, he loved having that effect on her. “Yeah, I might have pushed him a little. I knew Dean Shetty trusted me enough to do the interview on such short notice.”

“So I’m dying to know why you maneuvered yourself right here. Because you left your sweater on purpose too.”

She gulped again.

“I just wanted to tell you about what Shetty was planning. About The Woods.”

“Now you’re lying to me.” His hand crept up her thigh slightly, almost imperceptibly. “I don’t need to be psychic to see the way your eyes change, the way your heart rate is going nuts. It’s almost like you knowing I can read you is making it even worse.”

“Ok- the truth.” She breathed in, hard. “Truth is, I have been a fan of yours for a long, long time. I just didn’t want to creep you out.”

“Oh, a fan. You should have said something, sweetheart.” He couldn’t help but smile.

And Cate cringed. “I’m so sorry, I made things weird, I should go.” She tried to grab her bag but it was hard to get it away when he was holding it now. Practically dangling it in front of her.

“Hey, don’t worry, it can be our little secret. I’m flattered. Do you have posters of me in your dorm?”

“No comment,” she giggled, trying to get her bag back with an awkward smile.

“So you do. I could give you an autograph if you want one.”

Cate sat back down, getting the idea that she wasn’t going anywhere until he was done with her. “Honestly? I wanted to prove to you, over time, that you could trust me. That I’d do anything for you. I don’t think I want to be part of the Seven.”

“That’s a lot to give someone without wanting anything in return.”

“Who said that I was selfless, I’d totally be getting something in return.” She smiled coyly. “Also, you don’t think it’s crazy that I’m telling you all this?”

“I think you’re a smart fucking cookie, Cate. I think you know honesty is the best policy with me. And it’s kind of nice, don’t you think? To have to be honest with each other?”

She nodded. “I like it too. Ok, I’ll tell you. I want someone to care about me. I want to do things for you so that you care about me.”

Now it was his turn to swallow. “I know what that feels like. That’s what you do for Dean Shetty but it’s not.. it doesn’t feel right.” An image of Madelyn flashed, he pushed her memory away before it could hurt him.

“It doesn’t scratch the itch, no.” She pushed his hand closer to her core. “I just knew you’d be the only one who I could trust- the only one who could keep me safe from her- I had to go to you and tell you about what’s going on in The Woods. I can’t be free on my own.” Her large eyes looked to his beseechingly.

“I know you’re not lying, but that’s not true. They’ve all lied to us- told us that we need to be reigned in, shackled. Imagine if they all saw what we’re capable of.”

His hand climbed higher, over elastic and cotton, glove now abandoned in favor of bare flesh against the soft fabric of her panties. She pulsated through her engorged cunt, he could hear the blood pooling in as he rubbed and rubbed.

Cate sunk deeper into the chair and into her own mind. One day she’d let him in there too, but for now she’d revealed more than she was comfortable with, and he needed to reward her. “If you’re more comfortable with transactional things for now, why don’t you do me a favor.”

“Anything you want.” He pressed her clit, feeling her get closer and closer to release.

“These little members of the press who are not in Vought’s pocket- I’m going to make sure you get to meet all of them over the next month. Give them a nice firm handshake without your glove on. Then tell them what to write about me.”

“I’m gonna have them wrapped around your finger.” She looked so beautiful like this, pleading at him with her eyes. He truly felt like a god.

“That’s a good fucking girl.” He got between her legs on the floor, not bothering to worry about symbolism, just following desire and some feral need to bind this powerful creature to him forever. “You’d really do anything for me, wouldn’t you?” His tongue feels heavier than normal, despite a desperation to control.

“Yeah, I would, anything.” Her overworked mind went blank as Homelander tongued her over soaked panties. Her scent and taste and devotion drove him wild, he wanted to consume her. “Anything for you, fuck.”

He groaned in appreciation, lapping at her beneath the elasticy pink cotton, finally biting them off of her once he’d had enough of the barrier between him and her taste, tongue all over her warm slit.

She gasped and he could have sworn she’d tried to get up, but he clasped her carefully to the seat. Cate wouldn’t be going anywhere until she came at least once. If anything, the wriggling was attractive, he wondered how long it had been since anyone had taken care of her needs. They had both spent so long taking care of everyone else, lesser beings that demanded their constant attention and care.

She gasped again and clenched, trying to hold something back from him, maybe feeling embarrassed about being so vulnerable so quickly. “Keep your fucking legs spread. Darling.”

She did despite it being clear that that was indeed the source of her issue. How anyone could ever be ashamed of that was beyond him- she was perfect. He flicked the little bud of nerves until she was back at the precipice.

“Cum for me, sweetheart.” He added a few fingers and it took a little bit longer, but she did eventually, thanks to a continuous sucking on her clit and his clever fingers inside her.

Everything she’d been holding back came with her, eyes rolling back slightly and shutting, quenching his thirst, hands grabbing the seat as if she was afraid of falling.

“Good girl,” he murmured into her quivering flesh.

She got up with a heavy breath, hands still too shaky to hold herself.

“Are you going to send someone to check out The Woods?”

He tilted his head. “What makes you think I’m done with you yet?”

—

(Pt. 2 is on the way this weekend, I just wanted to post Homie’s perspective first. Pt 2 will be Cate’s perspective.).

#Homelander x Cate Dunlap #Homelander x Cate #homelander #homelander smut #the boys #fanfic #fanfiction #homelander fanfiction #feedback please

[nicklesbam]

guyssss can someone request a small fic from either scream, the hunger games, the maze runner, shameless, jjk, outer banks, gen v, supernatural, or you. I’m still writing the Jordan li fic but it’s really long and I don’t have enough time to finish it anytime soon so far

#scream #alice in borderland #alice in boderland x reader #gen v #jordan li #jordan li x reader #kuinann #kuina alice in borderland #marie moreau #andre anderson #cate gen v #cate dunlap #sam gen v #sam carpenter x you #sam carpenter x female reader #sam carpenter smut #sam winchester x reader #sam winchester #sam carpenter #dean winchester x reader #derek luh #dewey riley #dean winchester #sam and dean #dean x castiel

[yameoto]

so like. im at the gen v smut store. yall want anything?

fucking my way to the top; seven!au. sub!reader you're essentially their free-use slu- stress relief. cmon, supes have needs, too! just think of it as.. an extended iniatiation period. hell is a (fucking) roommate; dom!reader sub!jordan jordan is your dormmate with the highest libido youve ever seen, and heard.. and felt. you're sick of being sexiled out of your own fucking dorm—time to take matters into your own hands. mind-rape; dom!cate dubcon she can make you do whatever she wants. fill in the blanks. (and hey, it's not kidnapping if you walked in there and chained yourself up. right?)

for the record! these are all personal drafts i have all already began writing and NOT to be used as prompts :) !! please keep in mind

#fucking is supposed to be fucked (yes like the lana song). sorry it was like 4am when i typed this i was running on fumes #yam talks #.misc #gen v smut #gen v x reader #cate dunlap #cate dunlap smut #cate dunlap x reader #cate dunlap fanfic #jordan li #jordan li x reader #jordan li smut #jordan li fanfic #andre anderson x reader #andre anderson #andre anderson smut #andre anderson fanfic

[poppy-metal]

jordan jerking off to you and cate kissing... cate telling jordan how hot and tight and wet you are, pulling your shirt down to cup your tits. "doesn't she look so fucking good, j." jordan being a fucking dickhead and grunting - but their cock leaks precum from the slit, red and throbbing, foreskin pulled back so you can see just how shiny it is at the tip. you whine and hump back into cate, making her giggle. shes in your ear like, "dont worry, dolly. we'll get em' to break. just gotta show him that presst pussy, hm?"

#poppy speaks #aurrrrr #jordan li smut #cate dunlap smut

[stellasfictionalworld]

cupid

reader x andre anderson

summary:

You went to a single orgy freshman year, and it fucking changed your life. Technically it changed all parties involved, but never had a Student Ranking change so fucking fast, all over sex. Your powers made the experience better. Now your sophomore year has started, and you’re trying to steer away from your past… decisions. Going from lust to love. All in hopes to make friends. 

Your power? Body chemistry manipulation, a mouthful, it didn’t even fit on your ID card until you took out the spaces in it. When people asked you? Enhance parts of the human body. It was so horrible to explain that way, but it was less difficult to explain.

Now, you've seemed to caught the attention of four students who are rising the ranks just like you. One classmate in particular, Andre Anderson.

cw: everything that's in the show so. eventual smut, fluff, under age drinking, gore, use of drugs, getting a better relationship with sex /and self pleasure, reader is numb about sex and such, andre might help with that… reader is girly, let me know if i should add anything else.

part 1

part 2

part 3

part 4

part 5

part 6 (soon)

#gen v #gen v fic #reader x andre anderson #andre anderson #luke riodarn #jordan li #cate dunlap #before s1 #andre anderson fic #eventual smut #gen v x reader #friends to more

[24hlevi]

— lost in the echo

cate dunlap (gen v) x gn!reader

genre: smut

summary: sometimes the thoughts cate is constantly hearing gets overwhelming. she comes to confide in you after luke dies, and things take a turn

warnings: language, nsfw, fingering, marking, dom!reader

wc: 2.3 k

this is for my cate apologists...i am on her side til the day i die sue me

it was roughly three in the morning when you heard knocking on your door. you slowly sat up and rubbed your eyes, sighing when you saw the time before getting up and making your way to the door. when you opened the door, you were met with cate standing there.

“cate? is everything okay?” you immediately asked once seeing her.

all she did was shake her head in response, staying quiet for a moment before quietly speaking. “can i come in?”

“yeah, yeah, of course,” you nodded quickly, opening the door more for her to walk inside.

you closed the door behind her, watching as she looked around your room before her eyes landed on you again. “you can sit down,” you said, gesturing to your bed.

cate nodded, sitting down on your bed and looking down at her hands that you noticed weren't gloved. she looked exhausted, and you can understand why seeing as her boyfriend just died. you were unsure about what to do. for one, this was the first time she even set foot in your dorm. two, she had hardly talked to you after what happened with luke, instead giving glances that you couldn't pinpoint the reason why. so, you sat down next to her on your bed, looking at her.

“are you okay?” you asked her.

“no,” cate shook her head. “i didn't know who else to go to. it's just…everything is going to shit. luke is gone, the rankings are all over the place. i feel like i’m going crazy,” her voice was shaky as she spoke, still staring at her hands. “all i hear is everyone thinking about what happened. i can't stand it anymore.”

“i know how hard it must be. i know you and luke were close, and hearing everyone think about it is probably really difficult. but, even though we haven't talked much since it happened, i’m still your number two supporter. you don't have to worry about me going anywhere, at least,” you told her.

she finally looked at you now, and the tears in her eyes were enough for you to wrap your arms around her and hug her, pulling her closer to you. you felt her body tense up at the sudden action before relaxing after a few seconds, and her face was in the crook of your neck, her warm breath tickling your skin lightly.

“promise me you won't leave,” she whispered into your neck.

“i promise,” you responded immediately. “i’m not leaving anytime soon. there's nothing you could do that would make me leave.”

when she pulled away, she stared at you for a minute. you couldn't tell what she was thinking by the look on her face, but you did the second she started leaning closer towards you. she hesitated once her lips were just hardly an inch from yours, and you didn't know what you were thinking, or maybe you weren't thinking at all when you pressed your lips against hers. but, it felt good. it shouldn't, but it did.

cate’s hands gripped the hem of your shirt tightly, bunching up the fabric in her hands as she kissed back. the second you pulled away she was kissing you again, almost as if she was worried you would disappear if she wasn't touching you in some sort of way.

“cate,” you said between kisses. “cate, we shouldn't-” you pulled away again and held her face in your hands. “we shouldn't be doing this.” you finally got out, panting slightly.

“please,” she whispered, looking up at you with pleading eyes.

“you're gonna regret this tomorrow,” you tried reasoning with her. you weren't sure what to do at this point. there was so many thoughts running through your mind and you could hardly focus on the current moment. however, the look in her eyes was making it difficult to not do what you’ve been wanting to do for years.

“i won't,” cate shook her head. “y/n, please,” she practically begged. “this won't change anything, i promise.”

that was the problem. it wasn't going to change anything between you two. you were split between two decisions. you knew you shouldn't, due to the circumstances and how she was feeling. but you wanted to so badly at the same time. you’d had a crush on cate since the day you first stepped foot onto the campus, but luke won. so you didn't bother putting up a fight. you knew this was only happening because luke was gone, and you also knew you shouldn't take advantage of the situation.

fuck it, you wanted this. even if it was only for one night.

“okay,” you eventually agreed, nodding your head.

immediately after you spoke, cate kissed you again. she moved so that she was now straddling your lap, her hands in your hair as she started to grind against you. pulling out of the kiss, you began to suck and bite on her neck, your hands settled on her hips moving her back and forth.

“fuck,” she sighed out, tilting her head to the side for you to continue peppering her neck in kisses and bites.

your nails were digging into her skin as she rocked her body against yours, and you bit down on her neck harder just to get her to make more pretty sounds. she pulled on your hair and let out a low whine, grinding against you with more desperation as little whimpers escaped her throat.

finally parting from her neck, you looked at her and started to drag one of your hands down into the shorts she was wearing, stopping when you came in contact with the wet patch on her panties. you watched her eyes close in pleasure when you began to rub her clit through the fabric, a moan coming from her in the process.

“you're so wet, baby. is this all for me?” you asked with a teasing voice, not stopping your movements.

“mhm,” cate whimpered with a nod.

using your free hand, you grabbed her face and made her look at you. “use your words. you can do that, can't you?” you told her.

“yes,” she replied, nodding again. her hips rocked against your hand, and her grip tightened on your hair. “y/n, please.”

“please what?” you stopped your hand as you spoke, watching her whine and try to roll her hips against you.

cate looked down at you with eyes filled with lust, your hold on her face forcing her to keep her gaze on you. she shifted against you, pressing her chest close enough to yours that your bodies were completely touching. “fuck me, please,” she spoke just barely above a whisper.

“good girl,” you smiled, patting her cheek with your hand.

cate’s face turned red at your words and let out a soft yelp when you suddenly picked her up to lay her down on the bed, her eyes peering up at you as you now hovered over her.

“you liked me saying that, didn't you?” you chuckled lightly upon seeing her reddened face. “i’ll call you that more if you keep making those pretty sounds.” you said, dipping your hand down her shorts again. “i’m sure you’d like that, wouldn't you?” you asked with a teasing smile.

she didn't respond to you, instead just nodding her head before letting out a loud moan when you pushed one of your fingers inside her. she tugged on your hair as her back arched and her eyes closed. you leaned down to leave more kisses and bites along her neck, starting to thrust your finger in and out of her, smiling into her neck at the moans and whines that echoed in the otherwise quiet room. you bit down and sucked on her neck as you slipped in another finger, relishing in the sounds she was making.

“you're so pretty like this,” you mumbled against her skin, picking up the pace of your fingers.

“fuck,” cate whimpered quietly. her hips rocked against your hand trying to get more friction, her hands moving from your hair to claw at your back. “don-don’t stop, please- fuck.”

pulling back from her neck which was now covered in marks on both sides, you let out a quiet hiss when you felt her nails drag along your back, cursing under your breath. “open your eyes, princess. i wanna see how your eyes roll back when i make you cum,” you tell her.

cate’s face got even redder at the petname, a whine leaving her mouth and she opened her eyes to look up at you. “y/n please,” she whined. “t-tell me you-” she was cut off by a moan from her when you curled your fingers.

“tell you what, baby?” you responded with a sly smile on your face. you could feel her walls tightening around your fingers, and you knew she was going to cum soon.

cate struggled to get the words out, both from the pleasure she was feeling and from the fear inside of her at how you would react. “tell m-me yo-you love me,” she whispered to you.

you almost stopped once you heard what she said. almost. you quickly got over the shock and smiled genuinely at her. “i love you,” you told her. “i love you so fucking much. from the day i first saw you i loved you. i’ve always loved you. i’ll never stop loving you.”

your words must've sent something through her, because soon enough after a few more thrusts of your fingers, cate’s eyes rolled back as she released a borderline pornagraphic moan with her nails digging into your skin through your shirt. you cursed at the feeling, knowing there would surely be marks on your back that were going to sting during the day.

you slowly eased your fingers out of her, licking them clean and watched her come down from her high. “are you okay?” you asked softly.

“mhm,” cate nodded, her arms still around you. “can i stay here until morning?” she mumbled.

“yeah, of course,” you answered. you gently moved some of her hair from her face, kissing her forehead before laying down next to her.

cate kept her arms around you as she laid beside you, curling into your side and resting her face in the crook of your neck. you glanced down at her and a small smile formed on your face. at least for the night you could enjoy the feeling of her presence next to you. even if it was short lived.

“i love you, y/n,” she whispered quietly.

you thought you were going crazy for a split second but immediately responded. “i love you too, cate.”

not even five minutes later you could hear her breathing change and she was asleep. a quiet sigh escaped your mouth as you stared up at the ceiling. you were thinking about how the morning was going to go. would you wake up and she would be gone like nothing happened? or maybe she would hate you from now on once realizing what happened?

you were definitely surprised when neither of those happened. waking up far past than when you were supposed to due to not setting your alarm for the morning, you turned and rolled over on your side and opened your eyes just for them to widen slightly a second later as you froze.

“you're finally awake?”

you stared at her in silence for a moment, both shocked and confused. “you're still here?” you couldn't help but ask.

“wow, you sound surprised,” cate replied, looking down at you from her sitting position.

“well, i mean, kind of,” you said while sitting up. “i thought you would leave if you want me to be honest.”

cate hummed and shifted so she was facing you, “you really thought that?”

all you did was nod your head, not looking at her out of worry and fear. you then felt hands cup your face and you looked at the blonde in front of you.

“i meant what i said, y’know, before i fell asleep,” she said, her thumbs making little circles on your cheeks. “did you?”

you were stuck in a silent confusion for a split second, trying to think of what she was referring to before nodding slowly when you understood. “i did.” you tried to stop yourself from continuing but couldn't help it. “i’ve been in love with you since the beginning, but, i didn't bother putting up a fight when luke came around. so i never said anything. and i’m so sorry if this ruined things.”

“ruined things?” cate questioned. “why would it do that?”

“i figured you still loved him and that i was the next best thing for one night,” you mumbled as your answer.

a quiet sigh fell from cate’s lips. “i can see why you believed that, and i didn't mean to make it seem that way. because…i do love you. yes, i was still with luke but, i realized after a while that i didn't love him anymore. i just couldn't find the right excuse to break up with him. so, this is my excuse. he’s gone.”

“oh,” you let out quietly. “so you weren't lying then? about you loving me?”

“no,” cate shook her head. “this was a terrible way to go at it but i do love you, and if you want this to become something more than you need to tell me. if not, that's okay.”

“i want this,” you quickly replied. “i want you, cate, i always have. i just didn't want to ruin anything.”

“nothing is ruined, y/n. i can safely tell you that,” she responded.

“so does that mean i can kiss you right now?” you asked in a light joking voice.

“yes, you can kiss me whenever you want,” cate nodded with a chuckle.

“amazing.”

#gen v amazon #gen v prime #gen v #gen v x reader #gen v imagine #cate dunlap #cate dunlap x reader #cate x reader #maddie phillips

[tonixe]

GEN V

Luke Riordan x fem!reader - parties..

Headcannon with Cate...

#gen v spoilers #gen v prime #gen v #gen v fanficitions #gen v amazon #marie moreau #andre anderson #gen v cast #cate dunlap #cate dunlap x reader #luke riordan smut #luke riordan #andre anderson x reader #jordan li x reader #jordan li #godolkin university #guardians of godolkin #amazon

[thornbutch]

🧛🏾‍♀️ ꒰ Intro &

𓆤 Masterlist ꒱ . ִ ་ ּ

welcome.

my name is maeve. im a 9teen year old college student studying criminal justice & spanish. i love reading and writing smuts. i have a gf, and i relive or enthuse my fantasies through my fics. i am going through a rebrand atm!

masterlist. 𖤣𖥧˚. ⠀ོㅤ ㅤ 𖧧

☆ - Popular; *S - Smut; *M - Mature; *F - Fluff

▹ Gen V

Jordan Li -

[ reader inserts ]

One Night Only (Pt. 1) | One Night Only (Pt. 2) | One Night Only (Pt. 3) (S, M)

Pretty on your Knees (S, M)

I Wanna Show You Off (M)

Surprise (S, M, F)

Can I (Pt. 1) (M)

▹ The Last of Us (TLOU)

Abby Anderson - (Coming Soon)

Ellie Williams -

[ reader inserts]

Flavorful (S, M, F)

[ WIP ]

(PREVIEW) Everybody Knows That I’m a Good Girl, Officer (Pt.1) (M)

#masterlist #gen v #the last of us #tlou #andre anderson #cate dunlap #emma meyer #jordan li #marie moreau #sam riordan #ellie williams #smut #18+ content #Spotify