#chad meeks-martin x you

[urrockstar-xe]

melodic love - c.m x fem!reader

posted may 8th, 2023 12:14 am

ty @heywardsarchive for helping me with this name it's perfect.

@thatone-deadchick asked: please right chad x goth or metalhead reader there’s like no story like that🙏 i’m surviving off crumbs

okay bare with me, babe, I rlly hope you like this rlly did try my hardest. I had a hard time making this goth-ish but at least i think i captured chad rlly trying to learn about his girl's interests so im a little happy about that, and I also totally assumed you wore lipstick thank you for requesting muah

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Throwing your lipstick in your bag you recognized the pattern of knocks on your door. Chad opened the door, “you really should start locking this,” you smiled, rolling your eyes. “Why would I do that when my big strong jock boyfriend is right here?” you teased, motioning towards the familiar letterman he was wearing. Chad laughed.

“You ready to go?” he looked you up and down with a smile, coming closer to give you a quick kiss, immediately stopped by your hand on his mouth. “liquid lipstick’s still drying” he backed up slightly, nodding as he took your wrist before you had time to lower it, and placed a kiss on the palm of your hand. You tilted your head to the side, “you’re cute” “Thank you, babe” you hummed in response. 

Grabbing your keys, you let your boyfriend lead you out of your dorm before he held his hand out to you, slightly wiggling his fingers for you to hold onto. You did.

“Well, first frat party, you excited?” Chad asked, mindlessly leading you to wherever he was taking you. “Excited to go? Or excited to watch you do a handstand while drinking out of a keg?” you joked, Chad laughed, nudging slightly before responding, “As if I’d trust any of those guys enough to keep me up there” You nodded in agreement, also not trusting any of them to keep your boyfriend from face planting covered in beer. 

“Look, the second you wanna leave? We can, but Tara and Mindy are both gonna be there, and you don’t even have to leave my side”

“Chad, I’m not scared of a bunch of frat boys, I’ll survive one party” 

“Just one?” he looked down at you, a dramatic pout sitting on his lips. 

“That depends on if you decide to wear this to one of my parties” You tugged on his jacket. “It’s my safety blanket,” he shrugged. 

You scoffed, smiling at Chad. “I’m your safety blanket,” 

Chad smiled, nodding his head 

“yeah, you’re right” 

~~~~~~

“Are you listening to the cure?” Chad took out his earbuds at the sound of his sister’s voice, turning to see her standing behind him with her girlfriend. Chad smiled at Anika, getting a wave in return. 

“What? You don’t have a special playlist curated by Anika to show you her music taste?” he teased, earning a scoff from Mindy as she went and sat down by him. Anika leaned on the tree they were sitting under, crossing her arms before speaking “She only listens to my playlists”

“You make the best ones” Mindy countered, smiling at her own girlfriend before looking back at her brother to bring up his. 

“Shouldn’t you know all of these songs by now?” Mindy asked stealing one of the protein bars straight out of Chad’s backpack, 

“Yeah, but I haven’t listened to any of them in god knows how long and I wanna be able to talk to Y/n about it,” he shrugged, 

Mindy fake pouted, “awwwwh, how sweet,” she said in an exaggerated cute tone.

A lopsided grin made its way to Chad’s lips as he rolled his eyes. 

“Shut up,”

~~~~~~

You opened your door revealing your already smiling boyfriend. “Hey there beautiful,” he said, easily moving past you and into your dorm. Closing your door you turned to face him again, “hi,”

He gave you a quick kiss, his excitement cutting the kiss short much to your dismay.

“I brought you something,” Chad happily announced, throwing his bag on your bed before he started rummaging through it. 

You made your way back to your desk, shutting your laptop as you took a seat in the chair.  “Oh yeah? What is it?” you asked, smiling at your boyfriend. He merely hummed a response before finally pulling out a clear cd case, the cd on the inside having “for my girl” written on it in black sharpie. 

“Oh my god, Chad, did you make me a fucking mixtape?” You stood up to get closer as he handed it to you. “What can I say? I’m a little old school,” he smiled, watching you excitedly examine it.

“I tried to pick out music you’d like but I’m gonna be honest, I don’t think any of it is goth.” Chad shrugged, only not scratching the back of his neck because of the hug you pulled him into.

“This is so cute, thank you, babe.” Your voice was slightly muffled by his shoulder, but Chad heard you loud and clear. 

“Glad you like it, beautiful”

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[happypeaceperson]

Chad x male reader: It is the final act and MR is with Chad, Sam and Tara in the theater and Chad and MR confess to each other before getting attacked by ghostface, while chad, Tara, Sam and MR are running from ghostface instead of chad being the one getting stabbed by the two ghostface it is MR and chad is forced to watch and and MR tells him to run and leave him. MR survives and reunites with chad, sam and tara after the killers are dead.

Love in the dark

Chad Meeks-Martin x Male Reader

I never thought about writing this scene before and it was a real challenge!! I'm sorry if after the Y/N "Death" that the story feels rushed. I really didn't know how to write the kilker reveal without having it be too long or be too short. I feel like this one could be better as i was very tired writing it but wanted to try get another fic out for you all so i apologies if its not the best. :) Enjoy!!

You and Chad stood in a part of the old theatre you all were in. You all went here to lure the Ghostfaces in. You weren't too keen on the plan but it was all you guys could come up with.

You leaned over the counter, looking around at all the old equipment. "When was the last time anyone used this place?" You asked, running your finger over the surface looking at the dust being removed. "It's so old," you added,glancing at him. You had a major crush on Chad. Ever since you two met, you couldn't take your eyes off him.

Chad was leaning his back against the counter. He turned over, his eyes landing on a box of sweets. They looked old but they caught his attention. Your eyes had also fallen onto them. You both reached forward, hands touching. He pulled back. You look up at him. He looks down, hiding the smile that grew onto his face. "I'm sorry. You can have them" he turns to face you, pointing at the box.

You grab at the box "No, you take them" You hand them to him.

He takes them from you "No. I mean, listen if you want them," He throws them back onto the counter, in front of you. "you have them."

You grab the box, holding it up. "You think I want these?" Chad looked at you. Was he blushing?

"Yeah kinda" He answered, laughing slightly.

"They're like a hundred years old." You threw the box over the counter. Chad laughs. "Maybe that's your thing." You said looking at him, you couldn't stop smiling. There's a silence between you two, both of you just stealing quick glances over at each other. Neither knowing what to say next. You looked into Chad's eyes. He was looking at you endearingly. At least that's what you thought. You couldn't tell, you were always so bad at picking up on these things. All you know was that there was something in his eyes. Something you couldn't explain

You went to say something. Trying to break the silence. "I actually-" Before you could finish your thought, you felt a hand touch your face. Chad pulled you closer, his lips meeting with yours. You froze in shock for a moment, not knowing what happened. You move your hand up to his cheek, his hands falling down to your waist. You moved your hand to the back of his head. Your mind was going crazy. You couldn't believe you were missing him right now.

Chad pulled away. He looked at you. "I've always wanted to do that." His eyes stayed glued to yours. You felt your heart pounding.

"Yeah. Maybe you should have done it a lot sooner." You joked, your hand still resting by his cheek,the other on his chest. He smiled.

"I know" His eyes haven't left yours. They scanned over your face, like he was taking in every small detail.

"But you could also do it a lot more right now." You said, both of you leaning in. Before your lips could touch again,you felt a sharp pain in your back.Ghostface stood behind you, driving the blade into your back. You screamed out. Your hand gripped onto Chad's arm as he held onto you. He shouted out as he watched the attacker throw you to the ground.

Ghostface turned his attention to Chad, swinging his knife at him. Chad dodged the swipes,grabbing at the attacker. He swung him around, slamming ghostface into a poster that lay on the wall,breaking the glass casing. Ghostface turned quickly swinging at Chad but missing again. Chad took the opportunity to throw a punch at Ghostface, knocking him to the ground. Chad kicked at the attacker, stopping him from getting up.

You got up from the ground,grunting in pain from doing so. Chad turned to you. He ran over and grabbed onto you. "Come on, let's go." He led you towards the door. Sam and Tara stood outside the door as you opened it. You all screamed, not expecting each other to be on the other side of the door. "Come on, go, go." Chad pushed you out the door, the others tagging along behind you two.

"It's Kirby, she's the killer." Sam said, running in from behind you.

"Oh shit" Chad ran towards the elevator. He stopped noticing chains covering the opening.

"It's locked" Tara shouted out, her hand on your back where you had been stabbed.

Chad ran back towards you cursing under his breath. Sam began walking down the aisle. "She made this whole theatre a kill box" Sam stated.

You looked around, you and Tara noticed an exit. "Hey, what about that?" Tara pointed up at it. "There's an exit door."

"Maybe it leads to the roof or something." You added, looking at the group.

"There's only one way to find out." Chad said, grabbing your arm, pulling you forward. You all stopped running upon seeing ghostface jump down from the stage in front of you. He takes action fast and swings at you. You slide down onto the ground, dodging the attack. He then goes for Sam and Tara only missing by an inch. Sam falls to the ground dropping the knife she had held onto. Tara fell down with Sam, holding onto her.

Ghostface then swings back at Chad. He ducks. The attack instead hits the head of a manikin, knocking it clean off. Chad tackles the attacker. Pushing him to the ground. "Y/N come on" Sam says, getting up, grabbing the knife she dropped and running towards you, Tara following behind her. Sam helps you up off the ground. You turn around and see Chad grabbing the camera prop.

"Smile for the camera mother fucker." He swings the prop into the attacker's face, knocking them to the ground. You, Sam and Tara all run behind the tarp that hung down over the stage. Chad runs in after you, grabbing your shoulders. "You ok?" He asked you. You nodded. Tara notices an open door.

"This way" She points to the door,before heading to it, Sam following her. You run after them, Chad following behind you. He still had the camera in his hand. Ghostface jumped in through the tarp, seeing you all running through the door. He begins to go after you.

You run in through the door that led into a hallway. You slipped and slammed into the wall opposite the door, yelping in pain. Chad ushered you forward. "Come on" He said, running down the tight corridor with you. The attacker was right behind you. Chad turned around, holding the camera up.

"Yeah fuck you" He said, throwing the camera onto ghostface, slowing him down. You all ran until you entered a room. It was the same one you and Chad had been in earlier. Chad followed in behind, throwing the popcorn machine down that sat at the end of the counter. The attacker pushed it away. Instead walking towards Chad swinging at him again. He swung again after missing the first attack, clearly getting annoyed. Chad backed up into a wall, trying to dodge the attack. Ghostface rushed forward, aiming his next attack directly for Chad's chest. You and Tara ran forward grabbing at ghostface. He backed up, pushing both of you into the counter.

You shouted out. Your wound colliding with the surface. Sam tried to grab for the knife the attacker was holding. Instead Chad swung at ghostface, hitting him in the face. This caused the killer to fall down in front of you. You kicked your leg forward, hitting him right in the face. Sam pulled Chad and Tara away. "Y/N come on." Chad called out. Him, Sam and Tara headed towards the door. You reached for whatever was on the counter. You grabbed a mini gum machine, lifting it up to throw it down onto the killer's head.

Suddenly you felt that sharp pain again, this time in your side. You cried out in pain,dropping the gum machine. You fell to the ground. Chad turned around from the door,seeing a second ghostface standing above you. "NO" he shouted, he rushed forward. Sam and Tara grabbed at him, stopping him from moving forward. He called out your name, fear plaguing his voice. He watched as you slowly got up, the two ghostfaces standing in front of you. They grabbed onto you, both plunging their knives into you. The pain was excruciating, each strike causing you to cry out.

He tried to break free from Tara and Sam's grasp, both still holding him back. "NO STOP IT, PLEASE" He called out, begging for the attackers to stop. You looked at Chad, blood gushing out of your mouth. You felt your eyes closing, you struggled to keep them open.

The only words you could mutter out was "Go" before the two attackers finished stabbing at you,pushing you down onto the ground. Chad's cries fill the room. He couldn't take his eyes off of you. He watched as the blood spilled out over your sweater. He noticed each hole in your sweater left from each stab. He begged for you to get up. For you to fight back. For you to do anything.

"I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU" He shouted towards your attackers. The two ghostfaces turn to face him wiping your blood off their blades simultaneously. Tara and Sam pulled at Chad, forcing him through the door. They ran down through the theatre. Chad stumbles still crying after witnessing the boy he wanted for so long get murdered in front of him.

Chad's mind was still focused on you. He couldn't believe you were gone. He was so distraught he didn't notice Kirby come in holding a gun. Sam and Tara stopped. They turned to see Detective Bailey enter. Both him and Kirby held each other at gunpoint, accusing both of being the killer. Chad watched as ghostface ran out behind Bailey, Kirby calling out to him. Bailey shot. Hitting Kirby, causing her to drop her gun.

Sam, Tara and Chad all stood in shock. They soon found out that Ethan had been the second killer but there was a third that stood beside Bailey. Sam questioned if it was Mindy. Chad felt his heart stop, his sister wouldn't do this. Instead they saw Quinn pull the mask off. The three of them stared in confusion and shock. Chad thought Quinn had died back in the apartment.

They began to explain why they were doing this. Chad didn't listen, he couldn't. Two of them had killed you. He didn't care what their motive was. He just wanted them dead.

"You fucking killed Y/N." Chad shouted out, tears still falling down his face.

Ethan laughed. "And I loved every moment of it." He pointed the knife towards Chad. "I wanted it to be you, but I'm not complaining. That fucker didn't stand a chance against us." Chad scrunched his face in anger.

Ethan and Quinn began to circle the group, as Bailey started to speak again. Chad kept his eye's on Ethan, he wasn't listening to what was going on. His anger towards Ethan was all he could focus on.

"YOU KILLED OUR BROTHER" Quinn shouted, swiping her knife at Sam's arm. Sam cried out, grabbing at the wound.

"What?" Sam asked, looking at the Detective. She realised what they meant. "Your Richie's family?" She looked around at them. Chad couldn't believe this. He couldn't believe this all happened again because Sam defended herself back in Woodsboro. You had died for nothing. Over a grieving family.

Chad looked at Tara. He saw that she was holding a brick. She looked up at him. He nods at her. Turning his attention back to Ethan. He was going to fuck this guy up. Quinn shouted out, trying to swipe at Tara. Instead Tara swung the brick into her face, knocking Quinn to the ground. Sam grabbed at the gun Kirby dropped, pulling Tara away.

Ethans eyes fell onto Quinn, Chad took the opportunity to attack. He ran towards Ethan, knocking him down. He grabbed at the knife Ethan dropped, sticking it down onto him. Ethans cries in pain caught the attention of his father, who shot at Chad. Chad got off Ethan, dodging the bullet. He ran towards Sam and Tara. He stopped to get cover behind one of the stands when another bullet was fired at him

Sam and Tara had reached the ladder, both climbing it. The detective shot at Tara as she climbed across the railing, causing her to fall. Sam grabbed onto her, her grip slipping due to the blood on Sam's arm. Ethan stood up, removing the knife from his shoulder. The detective walked towards the stairs that lead up to the balcony where Sam stood. Quinn had already gone up, dragging her blade over the railing towards Sam.

Ethan stood under Tara, swinging his knife at her feet. He was shouting up at her. Sam looked around. She didn't know what to do. She couldn't let go of her sister. She saw Tara pointing out the knife she had tucked into the side of her pants. She took the knife and gave it to Tara. Tara nodded to Sam before letting go. She landed down on Ethan, his knife sticking into her.

She raised her arm, sticking her knife down into the back of his throat. "Now die a fucking virgin" she whispered before she removed the blade. Chad came out from under his cover, both him and Tara ducking after hearing a gun shot. They both looked up to see Quinn fall. Sam had shot her in the head. She then aimed at the Detective.

She went to shoot but failed when she realised there were no bullets left. She threw the gun to the side instead she ran towards detective Bailey. She grabbed at the knife that Quinn dropped and dug it into his chest,twisting it. She then began to stab him with no remorse. Until his lifeless body fell to the ground.

They all heard a noise, looking over towards the elevator. It had been opened and a bunch of FBI and cops entered, holding their guns out. The trio were escorted out, along with Kirby. Chad sat in the back of an Ambulance with Sam and Tara. His eyes focused on the ground. He kept replaying your death in his head, over and over. He thought about every moment that he could have saved you in. To have you sitting with him right now.

He looked up to see his sister, Mindy, enter. He got up, running to her. He held onto her, he felt himself begin to cry. "Mindy. Y/N, he's-" Chad paused, he couldn't even say it. He didn't want to say it.

"He's right there?" Mindy said confused, pointing at a stretcher that was being wheeled towards an ambulance. Chad turned to look at what she was talking about. He didn't believe what she said. He ran over. Was it really you? He grabbed onto the stretcher, stopping it from moving forward.

"Y/N?" He asked, he grabbed onto your arm. He had to make sure it was really you. You weakly smiled at him through the oxygen mask that lay over your mouth. Chad smiled, letting his cries of happiness come out. He removed your mask leaning in to kiss you.

"How are you alive?" Tara asked, rushing over to her friend. She looked at you as you held up five fingers. "Core fucking five" She said laughing, slapping her hands onto the side of the stretcher.

Chad walked with the stretcher, getting into the back of the ambulance they placed you in. Mindy ran over, hoping in with him. Sam and Tara waved at them before turning to walk away.

Chad held onto your hand. He was never going to let go of you. He promised to protect you. He couldn't go through the thought of losing you again. He kept apologising for leaving you there. You dismissed his apologies. Your hand squeezes his. Mindy looked at him, with a weird look. "Wait." She sat up. "Are you two?." She pointed in between you two. Chad laughed at her, telling her he'll explain it all later.

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[jazzsonly]

ʟᴏɴᴅᴏɴ.

paring(s): jenna ortega x g!p!reader

warning(s): smut, p in v, unprotected sex, mentions of past break up, mentions of drugs, smoking, drinking, cheating, sex in a bathroom, sex in front of an open window, no pronouns used for reader, uhh that’s it i think(?)

summary: you get invited to jenna’s engagement party a year after your break-up.

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the crisps sound of the cigarette burning crackled as your lips wrapped around it, taking a long drag you let the smoke ease through your nose before you threw the stick to the ground and stepped it on, twisting your heel to put the burn out.

nothing but a flickering street light mixed with the red light of the street light illuminated over you face, as the rain drizzled you stood on the empty sidewalk looking up at the new york apartment building, the white invitation, that you had ripped apart weeks ago, was now tapped together in your hand’s tight hold.

“excuse me?” you let out a faint ‘huh’, turning your head in the voice’s direction.

there stood an unfamiliar man clad in a dark suit.

“are you here for the engagement party? could you tell me which building it is? i’m little the lost.” he ended his words with a slight chuckle to ease the tension, clearly telling the mood you were in.

“yeah. i’m heading up there now, i’ll walk you up.” you offer, finally getting collected enough to even go in, in the first place.

the man smiles, stepping close and you both turn your heads to either side of the road before jogging across it.

1580.

from very fresh memory, you press code to access the apartment building’s front door.

“you live here?”

“nah. i know the person who does.” you offer in a sulking tone.

the man nods his head with his mouth in an ‘o’ shape. “you know jen?”

“how do you know her?”

“oh, uh, my girlfriend and her are really close so i got invited by association. my girlfriend is already here, i’m just running late from work.”

you nod, uninterested.

“how do you know jen?”

“who’s your girlfriend?” you ignore his question as you step into the elevator.

“emma. you don’t like answering questions do you?”

“jen and i used to date.” you shrug off pressing the number 4.

a face of realization came over the man, “you’re y/n?”

“and you are?” this elevator couldn’t be moving any slower.

“john.”

silence had fell over you two as the shaft came to a stop, you both stepped out at the same time, coming face to face with your’ destination.

music and chatter could be heard through the door that held a sign that read, ‘just come on in.’

“well, cheers. thanks for walking me up.” john offers a smile before disappearing into the direction of the kitchen.

you stay planted by the front door, scanning the place, there were a number of faces you recognized. co—stars of jenna and mutual friends of yours.

as you looked over the familiar apartment your eyes caught the big sign that hung from the ceiling, ‘congratulations to jenna and ari!’ in a fancy golden fond with glitter around it.

i need a drink. the thought waved over you and immediately your feet moved to towards the kitchen as did john.

to your good fortune the kitchen was empty.

scanning over the choices of refreshments, you skipped over the soda and water, going right the alcohol where you would find patron to occupy your grievances.

“y/n? hey!”

a mouthed ‘fuck’ followed with the roll of your eyes before you turn to face jenna’s co—star and your mutual friend, mason.

“hey, mas! long time no see.” you face excited as you let the man pull you into a ‘bro’ hug.

“i know, it’s been like a month since we last linked up.”

you nod, taking a big sip from the red solo cup. “ah, you know, busy, busy, busy.”

you catch the way he nods his head awkward, knowing you’d barely talked to any of the friends you shared with jenna since the split.

“you working on anything new?”

“yeah, i just booked this dc movie. i start directing in a few weeks.”

“that’s great! i’m glad to see you here...”

you wanted to crawl into a hole in die.

“it’s good you and jenna are on good terms after everything. you two create magic together, romantic or not.” he reaches and pants your shoulder in support.

“but i gotta get back to dylan and ethan, you should come say hi later, yeah?”

“sounds like a plan.” a plastic smile flashed from you, immediately dropping when the boy walked away.

safe to say you needed more than just a drink now but a cigarette.

downing what little was left in the cup, you easily made yourself up the stairs that led to the bathroom which held three stalls and an open window, only two girls stood by the mirror doing what seemed to be gossiping. you flash a smile, making your way over to the window where you lit another malboro.

i can’t believe she’s getting married.

all your thoughts seemed to be consumed with the same six words. to be truthful, it was justified because how you could you come to terms with your ex-girlfriend of six years, that you were very much not over getting married just as year after your split.

a deep inhale consumes you as you thoughts wash over you, your eyes counting the city view.

where did it all go wrong?

“you showed up.”

your eyes flutter at the voice, immediately you hit the cigarette.

jenna.

“of course i made it. wouldn’t wanna miss your big day.” you turn, you body language filled with as much sarcasm as your voice.

you take in her body, she looked the same if not better a year later. well, better than the pictures you found while instagram and media stalking her.

“you could’ve said hi, you know? but knowing you, you probably would’ve disappeared after your cigarette.” she gestures to the stick that sat between your pointer and middle.

your head tilts as you smirk a smile, eyes going to the stick and back to jen. “join me?”

wordlessly the woman steps forward, her eyes never leaving yours she attempts to grab the cigarette but swiftly, you pull back, nodding your head ‘no’ before bringing your hand up to her lips, letting her inhale.

“you been standing in the rain? you’re all wet.”

looking back out the window, “i was contemplating if i even wanted to come in or not. let my sorrow consume me far away from you or right in front of you.”

“always been a battle of yours, huh?”

wordlessly, you reach forward, throwing the lit object from the window.

“when did you meet your finance?” you inquire, a small smirk coming over your face to which jenna rolls her eyes at.

“6–8 months after we split.”

you scoff, “you move on quick, and i think you mean after you left. we didn’t split. you made that choice.”

she squints, stopping to study you for a moment.

“i didn’t leave. the relationship was toxic and you knew it. you knew then, and you know it now but your pride would let you accept it.”

“just because we were in love doesn’t mean we were right for each other, y/n.”

dramatically you throw your hands up, letting them harshly fall back down to your side.

“so, what? we argued? who doesn’t? that doesn’t mean our relationship was this big tumultuous thing, jenna!”

“look at us, we’re not even together, i’m engaged and somehow we are still arguing. we should’ve never gotten together, i should’ve never mixed business with pleasure.”

it was true, you and jenna started off as co-workers.

you, being a quite known director had landed one of the many positions on ‘wednesday’, a job you’d had been quite a fan of considering you’d previously had a hugeee crush on jenna as she rose to ‘it girl’ status in the film world.

not to mention, ‘addams family’ was one of your favs growing up.

essentially, after the first two to three weeks of filming you and jenna really started to form a closeness. you’d started a traditions where at least one person on set gets pranked every wednesday and jenna, being who she was, just loved this.

wanting to get in on the pranking action, she sparked up conversation with you which formed into you visiting her trailer to plan your next to prank, which then turned into you asking her out.

from there, your relationship spouted.

at the start you guys held a pretty content relationship with each other, bickering placed between you two at times but nothing too serious to break up—well, until your first real argument a year in.

you had gotten another job after the first season of wednesday aired, directing for marvel’s new show ‘hawkeye.’

normally after the first day of filming is done, the cast goes out to a dinner to celebrate, unfortunately for everyone paparazzi got a tip of one of the stars of the show, haliee steinfeld, was out to dinner so of course they showed up. in the mix of every thing a few pics of you and haliee were snapped, which caused dating rumors.

let’s just say, when you got home jenna was not happy with you. the situation even causing you two to split up, for a week, but still it was a split up.

over all, your and jenna weren’t ones to agree on the bigger things which caused you ‘break up’ in the long term of your six year relationship and somewhere along the lines it became too much for the young actress as she already had enough to stress over with fame so she called it quits, leaving you to self-destruct with drinking, smoking, drugs, and partying.

in the mix of your wicked lonesome you’d always thought somewhere, somehow you and jenna would end up on the same street at the same time but just a month ago did you receive an invitation to her engagement party.

“if you feel that way, why’d you even invite me? i believe one of the last things you said to me was about how you never wanted to see me again.”

she leans back like she’s shocked by your words.

“our relationship might have been a mess but we spent six years together, i learned a lot from you and us in those six years. you’ll always be special to me, y/n, that’s why i want you here.”

“six years gone is just a couple of months.” you grit, turning to walk away in a haste but failing as the woman grabs to your wrist.

she pulls you toward her, a little to close if you ask anyone else, especially her fiancé.

“don’t walk away from me, y/n! i know it hurts but can you just be here for me? can you just be happy for me?”

“do you even love her?”

“of course i do, i wouldn’t marry someone i didn’t love.” her hand was still firmly around your wrist.

“ok, so,” a bitter chuckle falls from your lips. “are you in love with her?”

you could see jenna’s tongue roll around in her mouth in distaste as she turned her head to the side and back up to you.

“why are you asking me all this? all i did was ask you to be here for me.”

again, you let a bitter chuckle slip past your lips. “you’re not even in love with the girl and you’re gonna marry her.”

“i never said tha—”

“you didn’t have to. i know you, jenna—i mean, come on we dated for six years, you’re gonna have to do better at lying than thi—”

“i’m not lying!” she defended, finally pulling her touch away.

“yes you are.” you couldn’t be more amused in this moment than you had the past year.

“you know what, i’m not doing this. don’t stay. i don’t care.”

this time jenna is the one to try to walk away but you grip her wrist the same she had done yours, pulling her back to you but this time even closer, your bodies together.

“kiss me.” it came out softer than you intended, almost like a whisper but raspy and firm.

“i—i can’t. i can’t do this with you.” she attempts to pull away but your arms wrap around her waist, keeping her in place.

you lean down, only getting the chance to brush your lips over her’s as she quickly turns her head to the side, fighting any and all temptation.

wordlessly, you let your lips connect with her cheek and gracefully move down to her jaw before lifting your head to stare back to the woman you were so familiarly enamored with.

“jenna, kiss me.” you grip the sides of her face, pulling her in, to which she definitely no longer fought from by the way she kissed you back, seemingly even more in need of it than you.

you could taste the cigarette from each other’s lips, her breath mixed with cherry and your’s with the drink you had, had earlier.

mindless thoughts flew through your head in the moment, your body so heated with final desire it melted to the inside of you. while, jenna’s filled with so many thoughts she could probably explode from them in this moment.

she knew she shouldn’t be doing this and not just because she were with someone else but because your relationship would bring nothing but chaos of heartache, but damn she loved you.

she were in love with you, even after all this time. even after being with someone else, let alone engaged to them.

nothing compared to then taste of your lips that were firmly, but sloppily moving against her’s with haste in these very seconds. or the way your hands traveled across her, up from her waist down to her ass, which you gripped harshly in a wanting manner.

alone in the bathroom, only your pants of eager desire could be heard. shamelessly all over each other, just inches from the big open window for the world to see.

quickly but surely, you flip jenna’s body, her hands immediately holding onto to that window as you hike her black dress up before impatiently undoing the strings on your sweatpants that you let drop to your ankles, along with your boxers.

you harden cock sprung free, hollowly brushing against her ass.

“i missed you so much.” you wish in her ear before kissing it.

“arch a little more for me.” your tone was soft spoken with desire.

with your left hand pressed against her lower back you use your right to align yourself before slowly sliding in, letting a groan fall from your lips and your head throw back. you couldn’t believe what was happening after such a long time.

neither could jenna believe her actions but as tempting as you were it was bound to happen. her head pressed against the window as her eyes closed in fancy, mouth firmly open with pretty moans to fall from them.

your hands gripped her waist, fingers digging into her sides as your hips move in a back and forth motion, going in and out of her while your eyes watched the sight in awe.

“tell me you love me.” you demand.

“i love you.” she easily complies.

“again.”

“i love you.”

“again.”

“i love you.”

“fuckkkkk.” you draw out, moving with more pace.

“i love you too.” you words were as just as much fire to jenna as her’s were to you.

you enflamed her in way you were half clueless to but could definitely feel by the way she pushed back trying to get you impossibly deeper and closer.

“fuck, baby. if you keep doing that i’m gonna cum.” your head flies back in pleasure.

gaining a smidge of strength in the mix of your motions, jenna pushes off the window into you.

“i’m gonna cum too. i wanna cum with you.”

“keep going.” you utter, moving impossibly faster as you feel the build up in your body set to release, assuming jenna felt the same by the way she clenches around you.

“kiss me, kiss me.” you order, leaning down to meet the girl’s lips.

you moved your motions a few more times before feeling jenna’s juices gush over you.

you followed shortly behind, letting everything go inside of her.

there was moments of silence before jenna was the one to pull away from your embrace, fixing her now soaked underwear and pulling down her dress.

a content smirk filled your face as you collected yourself.

“you—”

“jen? jenna?” any cocky remark you had to say was put on hold by what seemed to be jasmin’s voice, a co—star of jenna’s and good friend of the both of you.

as the woman came through the door, she paused, eyeing the distraught state between the both of you.

“ari is about to do the toast, hurry out.” was all she could manage before exiting the same way she had came.

this would definitely be the topic of discussion later. jenna thought as she moved over to the mirror to check her semi-messed up makeup.

“i’ll be on my way out. come over later when you’re done breaking the news to ari.”

━━━ 👩🏽‍💻

#jenna ortega x y/n #jenna ortega x you #jenna ortega x reader #jenna marie ortega #jenna ortega #sam carpenter #scream six #tara carpenter #ghostface #ethan landry #scream #writingofn #mindy meeks martin #sam carpenter x you #jazzsonly #sam loomis #amber freeman #tara carpenter x female reader #scream 6 #tara carpenter x reader #sam carpenter x female reader #sam carpenter x reader #tara carpenter x y/n #chad meeks x reader #amber freeman x y/n #tara carpenter x you

[shadesslut]

a father’s malice

Pairing: (Ex-Gf!Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader)

Content Includes: (Angst)

Summary: After the Ghostface attacks, Y/N tried her best to move on from Ethan with raising their son, but things get harder after Ethan gets out of jail.

part 1 part 2

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Things were starting to go better for Y/N. It had been a year after the incident, a year of therapy sessions, and a year of Y/N trying to move on from Ethan Landry. It’s also been a year since she found out she was pregnant. She couldn’t believe it; that Ethan was a Ghostface, and she couldn’t believe that Ethan could help create something as innocent as their kid. She named him Ollie, short for Oliver, and the last thing Y/N wanted was Ollie to resemble anything like his father.

Ethan was the only Ghostface survivor in the attack and was now currently residing in prison. She had visited him twice; once to tell him how much she hated him, and twice to tell him she never wanted to see him ever again. He kept his head down during both visits, not saying more than two words. He only nodded when she told him she’d never visit him again, and his fingers instinctively twitched, resisting to reach out and touch the glass.

It was hard, but she pushed through during the past year, especially with the help of her friends. They gave her their sympathy, but they didn’t understand; they never liked Ethan, so they weren’t as upset. Except Chad. Chad was the only one who bonded with Y/N over Ethan’s betrayal, which led to Chad being Y/N’s number one supporter with taking care of Ollie.

“Can you warm up his bottle?” Y/N asked, rushing to gather all of Ollie’s necessities in her bag. Ollie’s cries echoed throughout her apartment while Chad bounced Ollie on his legs. Chad winced as Ollie’s cries grew louder, and he nodded before standing up and shifting Ollie to sit on his hip.

“Here,” she offered out her hands towards Ollie, who happily reached for her. His cries quieted, and he rested his head in the crook of her neck, gently closing his eyes. “Finally,”

Chad held the bottle of milk under the faucet, turning on the hot water. He looked back to her and softly smiled.

“Hopefully, he’ll stay like that when we get there. Speaking of, Mindy texted me saying to hurry up.” Y/N sighed, throwing the bag over her shoulder and took the warm bottle from Chad. Chad sighed, and he took the bag off her shoulder, swinging it over his. “You ready?” He asked, turning off the lamps. She nodded, and she followed him out the door.

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Sam smiled down at Ollie, who was letting out a very contagious laugh. She continued to tickle his round belly, while Tara held up one of his stuffed animals. The sisters were sitting on the floor in their living room as Y/N and Mindy washed dishes in the kitchen.

“Did you see the interview?” Mindy asked Y/N, slowly turning her head towards her. “And the bullshit Ethan said?”

Y/N’s hands stopped, and her shoulders slumped. She only shook her head silently in response.

Y/N’s hands stopped, and her shoulders slumped. She only shook her head silently in response.

“He said his dad manipulated him and Quinn, and that he honestly didn’t want to hurt anyone. And he blamed Anika’s death on Wayne, so now he’s just serving time as an accomplice. Total shithow,” she cursed, aggressively drying the plate in her hand. Y/N only had a solemn look upon her face as she dried her hands.

“Do you think they’ll let him out?” Mindy asked. She knew Mindy meant well, but God did she wish she would just shut up about Ethan.

“Mindy, stop talking about him.” Chad yelled at her from the living room. Chad gave Y/N a supporting smile, to which she returned. Mindy quietly apologized, before leaving the kitchen. “You okay?” Chad whispered to Y/N as she sat down next to him on the couch, looking over at Ollie.

“I’m fine.” She told him, but he didn’t believe her. She felt her eyes start to water as she looked at Ollie. He really did look like Ethan. His soft curls pointed in different directions, and his brown eyes were bright and big, just like Ethan’s. Ollie noticed her stare, and he immediately giggled before crawling over to her, hugging her legs.

She softly chuckled as she picked him up, and she laughed as he rammed his head onto her chest, cuddling with her.

“Okay!” Tara clapped her hands together. “Time to watch National Geographic!” She said in a baby voice, pinching at Ollie’s cheeks.

“Ollie, you wanna see the sharks?” Sam asked, also making her voice high-pitched.

Ollie’s head perked up at the word, and he immediately swung his arms up and down as he celebrated. The girls giggled as they turned on the TV.

It had been an hour of the group watching shark videos, and as cute as it was watching Ollie get excited over them for thirty minutes, it got a little boring. Chad, Tara, and Mindy had fallen asleep in their spots, and Chad’s head rested on Y/N’s shoulder as he snored lightly.

Sam looked over at the two and softly smiled as the two boys who were passed out on top of Y/N. She nudged her shoulder, causing Y/N’s droopy eyes to open.

“So, we haven’t had time to talk tonight,” she whispered.

Y/N yawned, trying desperately not to move to wake up the boys. “No, we haven’t.”

“How have you been?”

“It’s been hard. I know everyone else has moved on-“

Sam interrupted her, “You don’t know that, and it’s okay if it’s true. I’m still not over what happened with Richie.”

“Really? You seem so,”

“Put together?” Sam asked, dryly chuckling. “Not at all.”

Y/N’s mouth formed an ‘o’ as she looked down. She rubbed the side of her finger over Ollie’s cheek, it slightly squishing.

“What about you and Chad? I think he likes you,” Sam smiled at her, bringing her attention back to her. Y/N looked over at Chad and snorted. His mouth was wide open, and drool spilled out of his mouth and onto his shirt. She never noticed Chad’s pining over her, she only ever saw him as her comfort person.

“I don’t know. Chad has always been, well, Chad.” Y/N answered.

Sam lightly chuckled, before her phone rang. The two looked at each other with concern, but it faded once they saw Danny’s contact. Sam smiled at Y/N, before getting up and answering her phone.

Y/N checked her phone, the time reading 9:34, and she started to lightly shake Chad. He groaned, rubbing his eyes.

“Time to go,” she whispered.

The two gave their quiet goodbyes to Sam and an angry Tara who was woken up by Chad’s voice. Two two walked in a comfortable silence to their apartment, enjoying the soft breeze that made their noses cold.

Chad sighed, setting down the baby bag on the couch as Y/N locked the door.

“Here I can put him down,” Chad offered.

“No it’s okay, you go to sleep.” Y/N said softly. Chad nodded and smiled, flicking his eyes up and down at her. He waited, like he wanted to tell her something, but instead, he whispered a goodnight before retiring to his room.

She sighed, resting Ollie in his bed, gently tucking him in as not to wake him. She laid her head on the headboard, sadly looking down at his sleeping position.

“I know you don’t understand this,” she whispered to him. “But I miss your dad.”

Ollie continued to softly snore, his chest rising up and down as he peacefully slept. She reached down and moved a few curls out of his face.

“I know you probably think Chad is your dad, and I’m dreading the day you realize that he’s not. I honestly wish he was sometimes, you know? That your real father isn’t a murderer, and someone who enjoyed hurting others. I don’t want you to end up like that; I want you to be a good person.”

Again, Ollie only snored in response.

“I love you Oliver, and I’m sorry. Sorry for continuing to love your real father.” She softly started to cry, her tears rolling off her cheeks onto Ollie’s forehead. She sniffed and wiped it off.

A loud banging on the door woke Ollie up, him instantly crying from the tiredness.

“Jesus Christ,” she muttered, picking Ollie up into her arms as she wrapped her hand around his head. He cried louder, and she groaned as she walked towards the front door. She unlocked the door and opened it.

“What?” She asked sternly, immediately freezing at the person in front of her.

It was Ethan, hair a little longer, face paler, wearing the exact same outfit as he wore the day he was arrested, and a hopeful glint in his eyes. He smiled widely at the sight of her, and his eyes went straight to Ollie. Y/N shifted, turning her body to create distance from Ollie and Ethan.

“H-How-“ she stuttered, eyes widened nervously.

“They let me out. Someone sent me bail money.” Ethan cut her off. He looked happy, excited. Like a husband coming home after a business trip to his family.

“Who?” She shook her head. No this can’t be real.

Ethan shook his head, not knowing who sent the money. He covered his mouth with his hand as he looked at Ollie, smiling. “Is…I-Is he mine?”

She didn’t answer, her silence answering for him. He let out a happy laugh as his eyes watered.

“Who’s at the door?” Chad groggily asked, yawning as he appeared in the doorframe. His fight or flight kicked in once he saw Ethan, and he immediately pulled Y/N behind him. “What the fuck-“

“C-Chad, hi,” Ethan nervously stammered, trying to peek around him to look at Y/N and Ollie. Y/N started to cry again, holding on tightly to Ollie.

“Don’t fucking look at her, I swear to God I’d fucking kill you right now if she wasn’t right here.” Chad cursed, grabbing Ethan by his collar once again.

“Some things never change, huh?” Ethan lightly joked at Chad.

But Chad wasn’t laughing, he threw Ethan against the wall and spat on him, slamming the door shut. Chad locked the door, and instantly turned to hug Y/N. “What was he doing here? How’d he get out?”

“He said someone sent bail money. I-I don’t know how he knew where I lived. B-But Chad,” Y/N said, looking up at him.

He wiped her tears with his thumb.

“He knows about Ollie now.” She cried.

Chad sighed, resting his hand on the back of Ollie’s head, and he leaned down to kiss her forehead. “I’m not gonna let anything happen to either of you.”

They ignored the continued knocks on the door throughout the night. Chad had practically forced Y/N to let him sleep with her and Ollie that night. He barricaded the door with her dresser, wiping his hands on his jeans as he finished. He curled up against the two of them, letting Ollie wrap his fingers around Chad’s index finger. He looked up at Y/N, who was worriedly staring at Ollie.

“He’s gonna come back.” She whispered to Chad. “He won’t stop now that he knows he has a son.”

“It’s going to be okay. I’ll never leave your side.” Chad comforted her.

She softly smiled at him, before drifting off to sleep. Chad followed shortly after. As for Ethan, he didn’t get much sleep that night. He slept in the lobby of their apartment building on a bench. As he shifted his body uncomfortably, he felt giddy inside. He had a son, a son with Y/N. He wondered what his name was, how he would react to Ethan saying it. He smiled to himself, thanking God he was alive. Somehow, and he had no idea how, he was going to slip his way back into her life. He was going to help raise his son, and he was going to treat him the way Ethan wanted to be treated. He was going to be loved. More importantly, he was going to be protected. Because Ethan, oh, Ethan would kill anyone, for coming in between him and his family.

#scream #scream 6 #scream vi #ethan landry x reader #ethan landry #jack champion #ghostface x reader #chad meeks x reader #ethan kirsch #chad meeks martin #ethan landry x y/n #ethan landry imagine #ethan landry x you

[loaksbitch]

virgin town ✶ e. landry

both inexperienced!ethan x reader having whole fuck-business deal to lose their virginity to each other but it’s so awkward and awkward? — yeah, ethan brain rot it real.

pairing : both inexperienced!ethan x inexperienced!reader

warnings : p in v, virginity loss, mention of panicking and anxiety, unprotected sex (yeah, no. wrap it before you tap it.) no orgasm (yikes, i know.) kissing, super caring and shy ethan <3

you bite your lips hard when you enter his bedroom.

everything was all set and perfect as if he did it on purpose since you were coming to his place. — of course he would, especially after having a whole business of fucking you. — your eyes wander around while your nostrils savored the jasmine like scent that filled the room, even the bed was neatly folded.

ethan on other hand rubs his sweaty palms together, clearing his throat that caused you to slightly jump. his “shit, sorry.” doesn’t get unnoticed by you before you give him a soft yet nervous smile.

the room is so awkwardly quiet making ethan wish he could just disappear out from your sight. the panic from days before still dwelling in his gut. what if i screw up? he can’t help but think.

“are you thirsty?” ethan calls behind you, voice cracking slightly.

your ears are red, skin tingling just with his deep voice asking if you were thirsty. you give him a soft shake before muttering, “no?” as a question.

you carefully swing down your bag to the couch of his bedroom, bending your knees a little and ethan almost groaned at your posture. you’re so fucking hot.

“you can sit down.” he breathes out a chuckle, sensing your nervousness which was also making him extremely nervous. his voice was too calm but in reality, ethan just wanted to run to his bathroom and throw up.

you take his order, collectively taking a seat on the small sofa and checking your surroundings.

the room was pretty, posters of some band he liked plastered to his wall, you gulp when your eyes land to the clean bed. you were too distracted to even notice ethan was now sat beside you, his right leg bouncing due to the anxiety.

“so,” he began. “you kinda freaking out too?”

you bite on your cheeks, giving him a nod and murmuring a firm “yes.”

ethan quick breathed out strong, clearing his throat and running his hand through his brown curls. “good, it’s not just me then.”

the air was again back to uncomfortable shape of silence. you looking the other way and ethan doing the same to avoid your eyes. jesus christ, when is this going to end?

“uuh,” he was the first to say something again, “before we do it i just want to clarify something.” he brings himself to face you. “i don’t want you to feel like you have to do this because you just agreed the other day.” you give him a blank stare and ethan mentally cries.

“i mean, you can back out if you changed your mi—“

“no, i want this.” you suddenly say and watch the scared man’s mouth twitch for a smile. “i want this too.” ethan agrees, looking away and rubbing the back of his neck.

this whole situation felt surreal, ethan does not want to disappoint you. he wants to make you feel good and he will of course try to do his best with what he got to watch on hubs and sites.

“thank you.” you manage to say and ethan raise his brows slightly confused. “for checking if i’m having second thoughts y’know.”

ethan softly smiles before taking a deep breath, nodding and getting on his feet to offer a hand out to you.

you swallowed hard, feeling the tip of your fingers and toes going ice cold, you take his hand. this was really going to happen.

he held onto your hand gently and led you to his bed. his brown eyes still on yours, ethan licks his lips not knowing a single fuck to do right now. so, he clears his throat for the thousand times.

“you can still… change your mind,” your inside twists, you don’t want to have a second thought. you don’t want to be a geeky virgin anymore and so does ethan, why is he offering you a gate to leave?

“i want this, e.” your eyes meet. “but if you’re having second t—“

“what! no- i mean yeah.. fuck, no. i want you.” you flinch at the sudden outburst. “i want this too.” his hold tightened on your hand as if he’s getting through a mental crisis.

you can hear your heartbeat in your ear.

ethan then starts to lean close to you, brining his face close to yours until his soft lips were ghosting yours. it felt like you were trembling and he could sense it, and now when your lips finally met, you felt his breath hit your skin shakily.

you can’t help but find a small sense of comfort when you heard his breathing. ethan was freaking out as you.

ethan let go of your small hand and gently placed them on your hips while yours came to his broad chest and lightly slid to his shoulder. trying to deepen the kiss, ethan nudged your nose by his, pushing into your mouth slightly harder.

slowly, his hand crept to your lower back, large hand fisting on your shirt like he wants you out of it. ethan pressed you closer to him, your tits flush and kiss deepening.

you, yourself wanted the distance between you both to disappear and so, you wrapped your hands to the back of his neck and held him close. but, it was short lived when you felt his body literally stir which caused you to take a step back.

“sorry.” he put some space between you both.

ethan began to unbutton his shirt while you took sign and pulled on your top. you were so slow, waiting for him to get completely bare so you can at least feel less stressed and do it after him but ethan was painfully slow.

ethan wanted you to look at him, look at him when he discarded his cloth but he knows you’d probably freeze at your spot if you knew he was staring at you.

both of you were now standing in front of each other, undergarments being the only fabric that’s covering you two.

he was left with his brief, his undershirt and pants on the floor. your eyes took the sight in front of you. ethan was big than you expected, his clothes coving his broad shoulders and defined muscles.

your eyes involuntarily traveled down to where something poked on your tummy when ethan pressed you close to him while kissing you.

as if you were hit on your gut, something tightened in you, causing you to cover your eyes and get to your sense. “oh my gosh, i’m so sorry! so sorry!” you apologize.

if he wasn’t catching up, ethan knew no fuck on what made you say sorry about but he knew and he laughed. your reaction was adorable, along with the reddening skin of your neck and cheeks.

“hey, it’s okay.” ethan’s breath hitches for a moment. he takes a step towards you, uncovering your eyes by taking your hand off your eyes. “want to keep going?” he asks and you just look away before giving him a quiet hum.

he’s definitely about to lose it.

this time, ethan sat himself on the edge of his bed before hiding you to follow his actions. the more his eyes scanned your body, the more ethan felt his cock twitch. he leans to capture your lips again, much softer and gentle this time. he smiles to your lips when your teeth clink.

your body was being pushed to the mattress, ethan easing you to get to the middle part of the plush. you both were still kissing, soft hum leaving ethan’s lips when you whimper and your hand comes in direct contact to his skin.

pair of lungs burned and the demand for oxygen won and so, the curly head leaned back and sat on his knees, already comfortable and very much feeling hot between your thighs.

the briefs was now too tight for his bulge to be restrained.

“i, uh,” he took a breath in from his nose. “i think i should take this off now?” if was as if he was asking you and ethan never wanted to punch himself right this moment. fucking pussy.

“yeah.” you only swallow, not really knowing what to do or say, so you just turn your face to the side and close your eyes. he wanted to take his briefs off so you’re gonna let him do it with no awkwar–

“can you stop that?” ethan suddenly says and you frown your brows before turning to face him. “stop what?”

“stop looking away, you’re making me nervous.” it was true, ethan was literally sweating. “would you rather i stare at you while you…get naked?” if it makes it slightly better then fuck yes! ethan wanted to say so bad but he just stood silent and hooked his hand to his waistband to pull and discard it down.

your breath quickened, eyes staring at his while his bored to yours. he then gout out off it before throwing it behind his back and leaning to hook his fingers to your panties.

you both did not need to talk or say anything, you just gave him a nod for him to tug it down and remove it from you. uncovering you for him bare.

the light squeak your throat made almost had the boy on top of you jump out of his own skin. “what? what’s wrong?” you found how he protectively put his hand on your hips very adorable. “no, i’m fine, it’s just– cold down th-there y’know.”

oh.

oh.

“do you want to keep going?” ethan asks again.

“yes.” he nodded at your word, separating your knees and laying on top of you. the way his touch brushed all over your sensitive skin made you shiver and inhale sharp. “okay— are you ready?” his breath was ragged and you swore he was literally trembling above you. ethan can’t help but mimic your actions and nod with you when you give him a consent.

he kept his eyes on your face the whole time when he guided himself in you, so he’s well prepared to stop if you show a hint of discomfort.

you, under him, cinched your eyebrows when you felt a pressure surfacing inside you and every time ethan worked himself on top of you, it became heavier and heavier. the curly-head was heaving, he didn’t want to hurt you so he was trying to be as slow as possible.

your nails dug into his chest, gritting your teeth and taking deep breath to stop thinking about the aching down your cunt.

you heard the first time would hurt, it will of course differ from people to people but your tight muscles did not choose you this time because this shit stings like a bitch. why the hell do quinn or other girls go crazy about this?

“you alright?” a familiar voice brought you back to reality, where your legs are spread open and ethan was still not even bottomed out. “yeah,” you half-lied. “i’m okay.”

ethan was breathing fast, not knowing if he’s supposed to tell you you feel so good or just kiss you. he just focused again, blinking rapidly and locking eyes with yours which was solely glossy with tears he bit on his lips and pushed flush against you, completely bottomed out.

your shin of cry and hiss grunt officially surfaced over his bedroom. this was it, you two were not geeky, stupid virgin town nerds anymore.

ethan pressed his forehead against yours, breath labored and eyes hazy. this feels so fucking amazing. he stayed there for a while, at least until you tapped his torso and cleared your throat. you’re trying to suffocate the sinful sound inside you but the man pressing you down was not it.

ethan whimpered lightly, bracing himself up and watching your flushed face. your lips were parted up, brows furrowed, with every slow thrust, every sigh sipped out of you.

the feeling was uncomfortable at first and ethan felt way too heavy and thick inside you. your cheeks were pink, the bridge of your nose rosy as well.. you’re so cute. and when you did not look like you’re in pain anymore, ethan pulled before thrusting all his way inside you.

you moan.

you moan and ethan feels his spine turn cold with chill.

god, he needs to hear more of that. more of you.

self-control slipping away, ethan felt his hips pick its own pace and started to fuck you senseless. you suddenly wrapped your arms on his neck, pulling him down and causing him to fall onto your covered breast, a huff leaving his lips. ethan was confused and about to pull back until he felt you shake your head.

“no, please no.” you whisper to his chest. “i don’t want you to watch me li–“ he cuts you off, pulling himself up with force that he almost brought you up with him. “i. want. to.” he says before his eyes land on your soft pink, matching with your panties he just threw away bra.

one arm still supporting his weight, the other crippled up to your top and pulled on it slightly.

his forehead was sweaty, no, his whole body was about to drown. while still his hips continued to fuck you, his hand unclipped the hook of the bra. “e.” you whine, “e?” ethan asks, biting on his lips to stop himself from pressing you to the bed. “ethan, please.” you plea to which you have no reason to but the sound and moans escaping you was hard to stop.

the name you just gave him was enough to drive him wild and ethan started to push harder that your body was sliding up to the mattress and the headboard slamming with the wall making a loud sound.

you felt unfamiliar bubble building in you and brought your hand to his chest. it still was stingy but you wanted to keep feeling his deep strokes. not until a sudden pressure swelled inside you.

“wait.” you said and it fell to deaf ears at first. “e, wait. hold on.” with every thrust ethan gave you, the pressure was getting heavier and very discomforting. if it wasn’t your legs tightening against him and being a barrier, you knew ethan would have just fucked himself in you shamelessly.

“shit, what’s wrong?” he was quick to halt his pace.

“something wrong? did i hurt you?” he was checking for any signs on your face but you just gave him a hesitant push on his abs. ethan understood something was up and you wanted to stop and so, he completed ceased moving.

“want to stop?” he was out of breath.

“i think so?” you say with a questioning manner. whatever this stupid heavy shit was inside you? you couldn’t handle it anymore. (you were about to orgasm)

ethan smiled before pressing a reassuring kiss on your forehead. “alright, we can stop.” your heart doesn’t miss a beat nor forget how your chest tighten when he kissed you on the head. you two moan and hiss when ethan pulls out completely before rolling over and laying next to you.

it was silent for a moment, shallow breath and the sound of ethan swallowing his spit filled the room.

“i didn’t hurt you too much, did i?” he asks.

oh so he noticed how you were on verge of crying. “no..well kinda.” you lay flat on the mattress, head turned to find him doing the same by staring at you. “thank you.” you suddenly say, “for listening to me.” ethan knits his eyebrows, confused with what you said before it hits him.

you’re thanking him for listening and stopping.

ethan just gives you a tight smile, coming closer to you while he’s still sweaty and naked. taking you to his arms. “and thank you for wanting to sleep with me.” he murmurs which causes you to let a soft laugh out and hum. “me too honestly.” you tiredly reply.

it’s not surprising how you both are calm right now, well because it’s obvious once you two come to the right state of your mind, it’s really going to be awkward and weird for a while but screw it. you two just fucked and it’s okay, you are friends.

it was just a casual hook up, both geeks losing their virginity and nothing special— it should have been special —so nothing serious is gonna happen after this, right?

you close your eyes at the the thought and decide to just rest a bit.

ethan on other hand nervously licks his lips, heart swelled with the fact you’re comfortably laying in his chest and low-key praying you’re not noticing how his heart was beating so fast because of you. he wishes this can actually happen one more tim—

what? hold on right there. no, wait— wait. yeah, no nothing is gonna happen between you two again and he was going to make sure of that (which of course he’ll fail terribly.)

i seriously did not notice how it got to 2.8k words — like + reblogs are very appreciated and not pressured! mwah **

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[darkfemininenergy]

BEGGING FOR IT — ethan landry and chad meeks martin

pairing: mean!dom!ethan x fem!reader x soft!dom!chad

warnings: threesome, smut, breath play, dub-con, spit kink, face fuck, deepthroat, doggystyle, choking, dacryphilia, dirty talk, head pushing.

author’s note: this is pure filth lmao i’m sorry, i’m currently working on the part 2 of my first one shot. and i wanted to remind you that my content is not for everyone ! sorry if it offends some people, warnings are there for that reason.

"that's right, choke on it, yeah, just like that"

you were drooling all over ethan's cock. behind you, chad was pounding into you like there is no tomorrow, he was thrusting harder and harder into your wet, tight cunt that he was automatically pushing you towards his roommate's cock.

and you were choking on it. ethan's hands were in your hair, gripping it, and his hips were thrusting into your face as brutally as chad behind you. chad held your hips firmly, and watching your back arch under his thrusts, he leaned his head back, grunting with pleasure as he felt you tighten around him.

“holy fuck, you feel so good baby” praised chad.

your face a mess of tears, snot, and drool. you felt ethan hit the back of your throat, and breathing through your nose became harder and harder. you moaned around ethan, only heightening his pleasure. chad straightened his head and watched you choke around his roommate who wasn't as shy and dorky as mindy thought.

he smiled, and when one of his hands left your hip to wrap around you and caress your clit, you rolled your eyes back. you looked so dirty like that, eyes rolled to the back of your head, tears streaming down your cheeks with your mascara running, and with ethan's cock in your mouth.

ethan's eyes were dark, so dark, you looked so slutty like this that he started to loose his mind. ethan's left hand left your hair, but you could still feel your scalp burning under his grip, he caressed your face in a way that contrasted the way he pushed into your mouth, murmuring a soft "fuck" under his breath at how pretty you looked.

and then you looked up at ethan, continuing to take his cock deep into your throat as you tried to keep from coughing, he was big, stretching the sides of your mouth. when his eyes met yours, he smiled devilishly, and you felt a delicious sensation in your stomach as you watched him.

chad's hand caressed your back as he fucked you deliciously, making you moan, and with delicacy, he urged you to arch your back further so he could reach the angle he wanted.

“go on chad, fuck her harder, that slut is begging for it” said ethan while holding eyes contact with you.

ethan's words made your pussy throbbing, and you clenched so tightly around chad's cock that he hissed and started groaning again.

“this is what you want, baby? you want me to fuck you harder?”

you maintained eye contact with ethan, who raised an eyebrow at you, prompting you to respond. and then, you nodded, but this action only allowed ethan to reach the back of your throat so much deeper that you felt his balls slap your chin.

“right baby, anything for my good girl” praised chad

and he started to fuck you harder, making you scream around ethan's cock, sending vibrations around his member. your knees began to weaken as chad's new rhythm made them burn against the sheets.

chad grabbed the back of your neck and pushed you even deeper against ethan, for a moment you closed your eyes, feeling the air struggling to return to your body, you tried to control your gag reflex and ethan noticed that you took it without complaint despite the delicious pain that brought you nothing but pleasure, which earned you another caress on your cheek from the tall dark-haired man in front of you, a caress that made you send a look of adoration towards him, but this caress turned into a little tap, he was almost hitting you.

“good little bitch, taking it so well. just ours to use, uh ?”

when you didn't respond, too lost in the pleasure chad was bringing you behind you, when he slapped you on the ass, growling and murmuring praises at you, ethan snapped.

his hand behind your head began to gently grab your hair, and he pushed your head down on him in one fell swoop, making your eyes widen in panic as you looked up at him, alarmed. he bit his lip to try and hold back a smile at seeing you in such a state.

he wasn't moving, he was holding you down there. your nose against his pelvis, his pubic hair preventing you from breathing, his balls against your chin, with your drool dripping on them, holding you in a submissive position that was uncomfortable. a mischievous gleam shone in his dark eyes, as he watched the tears multiply in your eyes and run down your cheeks.

and just when you thought he couldn't get any deeper, he pushed your head down again, earning a gagging sound from you. you could feel your throat burning.

“uh ?” he repeat, while titling his head to the side.

you began to nod rapidly, hoping that he'd release you and give you time to breathe, but that panicked yet excited look in your tear-filled eyes made him want to cum. he raised his eyebrows again, not satisfied with your answer, you then understood that he wanted a verbal response, but your mouth was full of his cock. he loved to degrade you.

you tried to emit a “yes” around him, but your answer was distorted by the wet sound of your throat as you tried to speak against his pelvis. but he only laughed.

“what did you said ? i didn't catch that” teased ethan.

maintaining eye contact with your dom, you tried to repeat your answer, murmuring a “yes” once more, but you couldn't formulate an answer properly from your position, and that was exactly ethan's aim.

“oh, you wanna say something, fucktoy ?” humiliated ethan.

and then you couldn't breathe, you could feel your face turning red from lack of air. your hands urgently went to his thighs, which you slapped to let him know you had no more air. but how he liked that. you started trying to pull your mouth back, but you had no way out, you were pushing chad deeper into your cunt.

“oh ! where are you going? you're staying there, uh uh, keep choking on it. want you to fucking pass out on my dick when i cum.”

your nails were digging into his thighs, drawing crescent moons on his skin. you were whimpering, and he heard it very well. he was watching you cry, taking pleasure in it because he knew they were tears of pleasure. his hand was still in your hair, preventing you from escaping and keeping you against his pelvis, his hair was even starting to tickle your nose from trying to breathe through it.

you tried to open your mouth wide to gather air even with ethan in your throat, but this made more and more drool run down your neck through the corners of your mouth, and ethan was just laughing at you, you were ashamed to admit it but it turned you on even more, ethan being mean with you made you weak and needy.

you closed your mouth around him, giving him a fucked up gaze and you felt him contract in your mouth. he grinned, and pushing your head against him again, feeling his tip rub and hit the back of your throat, he took a moment to contemplate you and then, spit on your face, you closed your eyes, and he started thrusting in and out your throat again, continued to hold you down by your hair. you could hear him grunting little “shit” while he was in your throat, and it made you feel hot.

but chad, sensing you'd had enough, slipped his hand tenderly around your throat, and lifted you up onto all fours, helping you to pull yourself off ethan's cock despite him. ethan's hand then left your head following chad's gesture.

and you took deep breaths of fresh air, started coughing, and tried to breathe properly with chad whispering encouragement to you, he was always so sweet and soft with you while being dominant, you loved it.

“ethan come on, don't be mean with our girl, our sweet little thing, is that right, baby?”

chad leaned down, massaged your throat with his hand on it and kissed your neck, continuing to fuck you, feeling himself coming little by little.

ethan, meanwhile, watched you catch your breath, and ran his thumb over your swollen lips.

“well, it seem like our sweet little thing needs to be put in place”

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[gyqru]

CHERRY RED POPSICLES — ethan landry [drabble]

ethan wasn't lying when he said he was a virgin, an embarrassing fact he exposed in front of everyone out of impulse. though this wasn’t much of a shock to you considering he acted like, well, like a virgin.

you could name many instances where ethan’s gaze lingered too long. the night at the frat party when you wore a short dress that barely covered anything, you could see his eyes flick down to your cleavage. ethan's face was burning bright red as he watched the slight jiggle of your breasts as you swayed to the loud music.

or that time when you came over to their dorm during a heatwave. your air conditioning wasn't working, thanks to your landlord not fixing it after many complaints. so, you called chad and asked if you could come over, explaining what happened. chad, being a good friend, let you come over.

both chad and ethan sat in their living room. chad, more comfortable in his skin than ethan, sat on the couch playing video games shirtless in boxer shorts. ethan sat in a white tank top and basketball shorts, lying in front of the fan, trying to cool down. a specific knock on the door alerted chad that you had arrived.

springing up, he quickly paused the game he was playing and went to open the door for you. greeting you quickly, he let you in, leading you to the living room, where they had every fan they owned on full blast. basking in the sudden change of temperature, you let out a sound of pleasure, closing your eyes and soaking in the cold air. ethan shifted on the couch and stared at you.

your face flushed from the heat, sweat glistening on your forehead, causing the loose baby hairs to stick to your skin. gulping as he continued to ogle you, he noticed what you were wearing. a white cropped baby tee and black spandex shorts left little to his imagination. if he hadn't been staring for so long, he would've missed the fact that you weren't wearing a bra, your stiff nipples poking through the thin material of the baby tee.

“oh my god! i totally forgot i brought some popsicles." your voice interrupted ethan's dirty thoughts. you quickly pulled out three unopened popsicles from your bag, throwing one to chad and giving the other to ethan.

before he could say thank you, you plopped next to him and started getting comfortable, quickly unwrapping the popsicle and popping it in your mouth. ethan let out an audible gulp, shifting awkwardly away from you. he couldn't go far, though, since the couch the two of you sat on wasn't necessarily big.

your thighs expanded twice their original size, and your already short shorts rode up, exposing more of your butt. the side of your thigh was touching ethan's thigh, and your skin was warm and soft. ethan tried so hard not to stare at you as you sucked on the bright red popsicle—the way your lips wrapped around the melting ice, dribbling down your chin onto your exposed chest.

ethan could feel himself hardening in his pants, his face turning as red as the popsicle you continued to suck on. you weren't paying attention to him; you were too engulfed in chad's gameplay to notice ethan basically eyeing you right next to you. you were completely oblivious to the way ethan shifted and placed a pillow over his crotch, his hard-on becoming noticeable in his shorts.

to his demise, chad died and announced that he was going to the bathroom, which left you and ethan alone. you shifted and turned your body to face ethan, bringing your knees up to your chest to fit properly on the couch. still sucking on the flavored ice, you noticed ethan hadn't opened his, completely forgotten by him.

"weren’t feeling a popsicle?” you ask, pulling the popsicle you had out of your mouth with an exaggerated pop. “uh, no, sorry,” ethan replied, staring at your red-stained lips as you swallowed the tip of the popsicle again. the heat and tension made the atmosphere between the two of you suffocating, but you didn't care. you realized that ethan was shifting in his seat, gripping the pillow on his lap, and watching your lips, and you decided to tease him.

dragging the popsicle across your lips, you stick your tongue out and wrap it around the tip of the melting ice. staring into his eyes as you continue to “eat” your popsicle. somehow, he got more flustered, his face turning redder than before. his curly hair was messy, sticking to his sweaty forehead—fuck, it made him look so good. you couldn't deny you enjoyed making ethan flustered; seeing how he reacted made something inside of you ache.

sucking the popsicle, you thrust it further down your mouth, deep-throating it with ease. this seemed to be the final push for ethan, who stood up abruptly with the pillow clutched to his groin. he swiftly shuffled away, bumping into chad as he came back from the restroom. ethan shot him an apology before shutting himself in his room.

"what the fuck happened?" chad asks as he settles down on his couch, returning to his gaming. "dunno," is all you say, smirking to yourself as you finish up the final bits of your popsicle. chad shrugs you off and starts a new game, dismissing you when you tell him you're going to the bathroom. in reality, you made your way to ethan's room, deciding to finish what you started.

ALICE TALKS 🐰

this was a request, hope i did it justice!! eat up ethan landry fandom!!

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[satuguro]

⠀⠀ ⠀ཾ ༚ A LEARNING EXPERIENCE

chad meeks martin x ethan landry x reader

#SYNOPSIS— chad teaches you and ethan how to pleasure each other.

#CONTAINS— dom! chad, inexperienced! switch! reader, inexperienced! sub! ethan, mild daddy/mommy kink, oral, dacryphilia, choking, degradation/praise, cum swapping (?), spit, mxm bc they're all in love

#AUTHORSNOTE— this is so filthy i'm not sorry at all

“you gotta work her up, first. that’s it, e, doing so well.”

his brown hair was tousled more than it usually was, his cheeks such a lovely shade of red as he left hesitant, open mouthed kisses inside your thighs, big brown puppy dog eyes staring up at you. but as natural as it felt for ethan to be on his knees, his eyes kept darting between yours and chads, who was sitting behind you with his chest to your back.

chad’s lips kissed down your neck, making your head fall back as a whine escaped your lips. his large hands massaged your breasts, his fingers lightly rubbing over your nipples every once in a while. his eyes were set on ethan, who couldn’t help but nip at your thigh playfully before looking at chad expectantly.

“what next?” ethan asked, so innocent as he laid his head along the inside of your thigh. his eyes flickered down to the wet spot on your panties, his throat running dry as he reached forward, unable to help himself. his finger lightly traced outside your slit, the small whimper you let out making him look up again.

chad’s lips curled into a little smirk, one of his fingers coming up to play with your nipples. “it seems like you already know,” he commented, watching ethan’s finger slowly rub you outside your panties.

swallowing thickly, ethan nodded, suddenly sheepish as he stared at how your chest heaved and how *pretty* you looked as you stared down at him with half lidded eyes. keeping eye contact with you, he leaned forward and licked a stripe outside your panties, relishing in the low moan you let out.

“just like that,” you breathed out, reaching down to card a hand through his hair. you tugged lightly, making ethan whine as he moved forward, more eager than before.

“remove her panties,” chad murmured, voice husky by your ear as he moved to bite down at the base of your neck, making your back arch away from him from the pain and pleasure.

shy fingers made their way to the elastic of your underwear, hooking under them before pulling them down your legs. ethan’s eyes, blown wide with lust, stared shamelessly at your dripping pussy, his mouth almost salivating by how wet you were.

“isn’t he so cute,” chad asked you, making you nod lazily as you looked at ethan. “so eager to please,” he breathed out, watching as ethan’s face flushed a deeper red. “such a cute little slut.”

ethan whimpered at his words as he moved forward to place his hands on your inner thighs, keeping you open for him. he leaned in nervously before flattening his tongue and licking up your pussy, the taste of your slick making him shut his eyes, his eyes rolling back.

your mouth dropped open at the feeling, feeling chad’s chest rumble as he chuckled. “good.. suck on her clit a bit baby, she loves it.”

“fuck, e, just like that,” you moaned your praise, making the brunette’s movements more confident.

ethan’s lips wrapped around your puffy clit as he sucked it, innocent eyes watching you as you moaned again. he pulled away, a strand of mixture of your arousal and his saliva connecting his lips to your pussy. “am i doing good?” he asked you both, eyes hopeful as he leaned down again, tongue lapping at your slick folds.

“so good—" your moan cut off your praise as ethan pushed his tongue into you, his eyes clouding over the more he tasted you.

“put a finger inside of her, baby,” chad instructed him, and ethan nodded eagerly before sinking a finger into you.

"it slipped in so easily," he said in wonder before leaning in again, sucking your clit between his lips.

“oh my god,” you moaned, head falling farther back against chad’s shoulder. hands gripping ethan's curls and tugging hard, he moaned into your slick pussy, pushing his nose against your swollen clit.

chad’s hand came up to your throat, squeezing lightly on the sides of it, silently reminding you who was in charge. “look at him,” he said huskily.

and when you do, it’s sinful. ethan’s puppy eyes are looking up at you as his finger pumps in and out of you, his pupils dilated. his pretty face is flushed red, and his curls are a bigger mess than usual on his head, some of the strands sticking to his skin. and when he pulls away ever so slightly, you see the glistening of your arousal on his rosy lips. your wetness is making an obscene squelching sound in the room, and when ethan adds another finger, and curls them, you see stars.

“god, look at the both of you,” chad murmurs, taking in how pretty his lovers look. his disk is hard against your back, and he lets out a low moan when he feels you shift against it. he was so hard— painfully so —but seeing the both of you like this made him want to wait. “you’re both so needy.” he pinches one of your nipples teasingly, making you gasp. “both so beautiful.”

chad’s praise makes you push ethan’s face further into your cunt, a moan leaving him as his nose rubs against your clit and he pushes his tongue into you next to his fingers. the lewd wet sounds of his tongue and his fingers are enough to make that knot in your stomach tighten more and more.

“eating her cunt so well.. are you sure haven’t done this before?” chad asks teasingly, making ethan moan at the praise. “don’t you think he’s doing so well, y/n?”

you not furiously, unable to form a coherent response as you practically grind yourself against ethan’s face. “chad— ethan— i’m gonna—“

“gonna what?” chad asked mockingly, teeth biting down at the base of your neck and making you whine.

“gonna cum— wanna cum— daddy, please,” you babble, making a wicked smile appear on chad’s face.

“go ahead, cum all over him.”

the room fills with your loud whines and moans as your climax crashed over you, sending waves of pleasure throughout your body. your back arched against chad’s chest as you felt him play with your breasts, murmuring degrading praises in your ear.

“that’s it, make a mess of him, fuck his face.”

your legs clamp around ethan’s head, keeping him there, and the boy lets out a groan against your cunt as helped you ride out your high. you tasted so good, and as more of your juices dripped out of you, ethan found himself needing more. wanting more.

he reluctantly pulled away from your pussy, a string of saliva and arousal still connecting him to you. with a horizontal swipe of his lips, the string was broken.

“did i do a good job?” ethan’s eyes were blown wide with lust as he stared up at the two of you. your chest was heaving from your orgasm, and you nodded lazily while chad grinned.

“like a pro, e.” he said, letting ethan climb up next to him, his lips coming to kiss him slowly. a groan escaped chad’s lips when he tasted your juices on his lips.

“is it my turn now?” ethan asked breathlessly as he pulled away, his eyes looking into yours. you pulled him into a soft kiss, swiping your tongue against his. the small gesture made his hips buck in anticipation.

“it is,” you murmured, slowly moving yourself off of chad’s lap to go on your knees. “go ahead and sit in chad’s lap, baby.” your heart beat loudly in your chest, the nervousness suddenly coming up as you made yourself comfortable.

ethan shyly moved to sit between chad’s legs, his ass grazing against his dick and making him send him an innocent smile towards him. “sorry, daddy,” he said, not sounding sorry at all as he sat down and looked at you.

your naked body was sweaty, and you sat between his legs. your lips were slightly swollen and parted, and ethan swallowed thickly. “you’re so pretty,” he told you shyly. your face flushed at that, feeling both your boyfriends’ eyes on you.

“she really is, isn’t she?” chad said softly, looking at you with hungry eyes. “you’re about to make her even prettier.”

ethan whined at that, and you took it as your cue to move forward, shy hands moving to ethan’s thighs. chad hummed in approval, nodding his head. “that it, move a little closer."

"poor baby's already worked up," you said teasingly, unable to stop yourself from teasing him. ethan whimpered at that, his soft sounds filling the room as he bucked his hips towards you.

"be patient," chad scolded him, coming up to pinch his nipple. ethan gasped at the sudden sting.

"i'm sorry," ethan whined at you, his neediness getting the better of him.

chad tsked at him, feigning disappointed as he focused on you. his gaze softened at the slight nervousness that ghosted over your face, your eyes on ethan's thick cock. even his cock was pretty; not as thick as chad's, but long, with a fat red tip that was practically drooling precum at this point. hesitantly, you took his dick into your hand.

"take his tip into your mouth, make sure you try not to use your teeth," chad instructed you, his voice soft yet firm as he watched you with pupils blown wide. he had started gently grinding himself against ethan, his own lust far too much for him to handle.

leaning forward, you took ethan's tip into your mouth, reveling in the sweet whimper he let out. letting your tongue lap at him inside your mouth, you closed your eyes as you began bobbing your head, focused on keeping your teeth from grazing against him. the sloppy sounds of your mouth on ethan's cock mingled with his moans.

"oh— oh my g—" ethan whined, throwing his head back against chad's shoulder. chad's lips left open mouthed kissed along the expanse of his neck before sucking a mark against the boy's skin.

"that's it, baby.. don't forget to breathe through your nose," chad praised you, his lips on ethan's skin but his eyes set on you. his hands tweaked with the boy's nipples, making him more breathless. he watched as you breathed steadily through your nose, following his instructions before trying to take more of ethan's cock into your mouth.

"y—y/n," ethan moaned, his hips bucking against your mouth and forcing more of his cock down your throat. your eyes began to water as you gagged loudly, pulling off of him to gasp for air.

chad's hand wrapped around ethan's neck, pressing down on the sides of it, listening to how his moans and whines became even more breathless. "what did i say, ethan?" he practically growled, making ethan whine loudly.

"y/n's mouth just— ah— feels so good daddy, and—" his mouth fell open in a beautiful 'o' when you your hand began to pump him, your thumb occasionally wiping over his sensitive tip.

"that's not a good enough reason, e," you said with a teasing smile, thoroughly enjoying the power you had over him.

"i'm sorry!" ethan babbled, brown eyes watering when he felt your hand start to slow down, teasing him. you may have been inexperienced, but you were sadistic. "i'm sorry, i'll be good, i promise, daddy," he sniffled.

chad chuckled at your teasing, listening to ethan's begging with a hum. "take him back into your mouth and breathe."

and who were you not to listen to chad? you nodded, arousal pooling between your legs at his praise, you took ethan's cock and took him into your mouth again, cheeks hollowing as you sucked him. ethan's hands found the back of your head, and he subtly guided you up and down his cock.

"that's it, pretty girl. you know how to take cock so well, don't you?" chad said, licking a stripe up ethan's neck. tears flowed freely down your cheeks as you felt ethan's tip hit the back of your throat repeatedly. watery eyes were staring right at ethan and chad, and when chad made ethan look down at you, he felt like he could've come on the spot.

you looked so filthy. a mixture of spit and tears dripped on the floor from where your lips were wrapped around the girth of his cock, and the sound of it all. it was sinful and wet, the sloppy sound of your mouth on his cock enough to make him cum right on the spot.

"m—more," ethan whimpered, tears beginning to fall freely from his cheeks. he was so sensitive and the sensations were almost too much, the poor boy didn't know what to say other than moan.

"good fucking girl. play with his balls a little bit— that's it." and as you both made a mess of yourselves, chad was there to guide the both of you through it all.

ethan bucked his hips again, but chad didn't object, only leaning over to his ear. "you wanna fuck her face, baby? just move your hips.. yeah, baby boy, just like that."

your eyes watered more as ethan forced his cock deeper into your throat over and over, hitting a deeper part of your throat every time. one of your hands jerked off what you couldn't fit in your mouth while the other played with his balls, listening as his incoherent moans turned into begs for his release. he was so close.

"y/n— please, please, oh my god." ethan sucked his bottom lip into his mouth, trying (and failing) to stop his whines and moans for more.

you popped off of him but continued to jerk him off, managing a giggle at his babbling. "you sound so slutty, ethan," you said condescendingly before taking him into your mouth again, dead set on making the boy cum.

chad chuckled darkly at your words. "so slutty.. just for us, right, ethan?"

"y—yeah," ethan whimpered, shame and lust filling in his stomach.

you emphasized chad's words by deepthroating ethan completely, lips touching the base of his dick as you willingly choked around his cock. and the sound of you gagging, of chad's filthy words, made ethan's mouth fall open in a beautiful 'o', spurts of white cum pouring into your mouth.

"cumming, mommy— oh fuck me," ethan whined loudly. chad pinched his sensitive nipples, making him twitch in pleasure.

you continued to jerk him off through his orgasm, keeping all of his cum inside your mouth. as he fell from his high, you stood up and leaned over ethan's blissed out face.

"open."

obediently, his pink tongue fell out of his mouth, watery eyes set on you as you reached over and spat his cum into his mouth. ethan moaned at the feeling of his cum on his tongue, and before he could swallow it, chad turned his head towards him and kissed him roughly, taking some of the cum in his mouth. they pulled away, and chad sent you a lazy smirk, pulling you down next to him. "you did so well, pretty girl," he murmured, wiping some of the spit that was still on your chin. he kissed you deeply, and you whimpered at the taste of ethan still on his tongue.

his kiss with you became deeper and more heated, the kiss distracting the both of you so much that you didn't see ethan drop to his knees in front of chad again. only when chad felt ethan's hands on his thighs did he reluctantly pull away from you, eyebrows raised amusedly when he saw ethan staring at the both of you, his face near chad's cock. hesitantly, he reached out to hold it, innocently looking at the both of you.

".. can you both teach me again?"

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Ethan calling you as Ghostface as he's hiding somewhere in your home. Picking up the phone just to hear the deep voice break through your speakers.

Him telling you how cute and killable you look in your white teddy as you lay in your bed, he can see the wet spot forming in your panties through the crack in your closet door.

"I bet I could come in there and kill you right now. My pretty little victim. Maybe I'll cum down that precious throat of yours before I slice it right open." He can see you slip your little fingers beneath your panties as they skillfully rub your throbbing clit.

His cock twitched beneath his jeans as he popped the button and began palming himself over his boxers. "Please don't kill me Mr. Ghostface. I'll do anything."

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🩸🔪 ˖ ࣪⊹ — ‘MY TEARS RICOCHET’

pairing: ethan landry x reader

summary: miscommunication leads to the loss of ethan’s only lover and much regret

warning: blood, violence, stabbing, death

authors note: i’m a swiftie !! (lyrics are in italics)

i didn't have it in myself to go with grace

you sucked in air through your teeth as coldness took over your body. carefully your eyes drifted downwards to your stomach where a black object was. out of adrenaline, the pain didnt kick it until a few moments later. your body shivered in response to the sharp knife cutting through your skin and embedding itself into the side of your stomach.

you looked up, straight at your killer. the dark lights of the room making it almost impossible to identify who it was. but you saw the mask. the black and white ghostface mask that had been on the news nonstop since the late nineties.

'cause when i’d fight, you used to tell me i was brave

after running around the room to get away, fate finally caught up to you. even though you fought and fought, throwing lamps and chairs over the room to slow down your killer, it was inevitable.

the mask that your friends had warned you about. the one tara had gotten stabbed by, but survived. looking around for help you realized your unfortunate fate. there was no escape, no help.

and if i’m dead to you, why are you at the wake?

your killer didnt even stab you with the knife all the way. they stopped at two-thirds and you could feel their body tense up, almost regretting their decision.

your back was pressed hard against the wall and you reached around to keep yourself up but failed. your legs have out and you slid down to the cold hard floor while your killer stood there with a hand out where the knife had been. now the knife was skewed into your abdomen as you tried not to scream in pain.

biting your tongue, tears streamed down your face. you heard a heavy breathes coming from above. there was a gasp, a moment of surprise and regret following with a small whisper, “y/n..?”

cursing my name, wishing i stayed

look at how my tears ricochet

you put pressure on your wound and refused to pull out the knife since you watched all those survival tip youtube videos with mindy. she had taught you to never take it out or else you’d immediately bleed out. you remembered tara and anika laughing and joking that it was ridiculous. that it would never happen.

and i can go anywhere i want

the shadowy figure in front of you crouched down, kneeling before you. slowly they lifted their mask and revealed such a familiar face. the face that would remind you of home. the face you would kiss before going to sleep. the face would give you such comfort and love.

with blood rising in your throat, “ethan?”

anywhere i want, just not home

the same face that was now sitting before you with blood on his hands. your blood.

and you can aim for my heart, go for blood

but you would still miss me in your bones

ethan landry was reaching for your wound. the one he inflicted. you couldn’t believe your eyes and wanted to run away, avoid this confrontation but it was too late. he was inching forward but instead of the harsh interactions from earlier.

he was back to himself. handling with care and with a face of worry. “oh my god…fuck,” he whispered and panicked over the blood leaking down to the floor.

and i still talk to you (when i’m screaming at the sky)

and when you can't sleep at night (you hear my stolen lullabies)

“no no you weren’t supposed to be here,” he muttered and tears started to form in his eyes. you could’ve laughed at the irony. your own boyfriend stabbing you after swearing he would protect you. suddenly the pain wore off and your body felt an uncomfortable lack of warmth with chills running down your back.

all of your weight was leaning on the wall behind you and your head followed. your hands fell to the ground and no more pressure was tended to wound except ethan’s. his efforts of trying to revive you were useless.

i didn't have it in myself to go with grace

he saw your phone tossed a few inches away and grabbed it, hurrying to call 911. he didn’t even realize he was still in the ghostface outfit or the blood that stained his hands.

the specks of blood on his face were getting washed off by the tears slipping from his eyes. “jus—just hold on! please y/n don’t give up…s-stay awake!” he pleaded and waited for the opposite end to pick up.

and so the battleships will sink beneath the waves

“hello this is 911, how can i help you?” the operator said. “my girlfriend needs help! her name is y/n y/l/n, she needs an ambulance she’s dying! she’s been stabbed please!” he shouted and continued to explain but your ears were drowning out the noise.

as your eyes roamed the room, the bright lights on the ceiling were making your eyes sensitive. you looked away and felt your vision blur. ethan noticed your limp body fading away, as his grip became firm as he let go of the phone.

you had to kill me, but it killed you just the same

cursing my name, wishing i stayed

his attention completely fixed on you. “no y/n! fuck fuck fuck please just stay with me! they’re coming!”

your eyes shut and ethan shook your body but there was no response. there were sirens outside already but he could tell it was too late and you were gone. as much as he didn’t want to believe it, he held your body close to his.

you turned into your worst fears

his grief poured out in a flood of uncontrollable tears as he continued to pull you closer even though you already were. the hugs shared between you and ethan were for warmth and comfort, when one of you passed a test, leaving for a weekend trip, winning a game of just dance, or when he would instantly be knocking at your front door when you needed a shoulder to cry on.

but this was different.

there was no reciprocation and ethan was alone. his throat was tight and his breaths were short with his heavy sobs tearing through his chest. his voice was quavering and shaky, “this is all quinn’s fault—no no it’s my fault. you weren’t in this, this isn’t your fault—i’m sorry.”

and you're tossing out blame, drunk on this pain

crossing out the good years

your unresponsive body relaxed in ethan’s arms and you felt at peace. while your head fell back, a tear slipped from your eye and trailed down your cheek.

and you're cursing my name, wishing i stayed

ethan ignored the footsteps of the police charging in and the sirens getting louder. his sobs flooded his ears and his cries turned into whimpers. the lingering sadness strangled his throat and he burrowed his head into your shoulder.

look at how my tears ricochet

this time he needed a shoulder to cry on.

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content warnings: nsfw/smut, dark content, afab!reader, contains ethan, chad, and charlie, they all dom in this, sub!reader, gf!ethan, noncon, mentions of baby trapping, virgin!reader (ethan), mentions of bodily fluids (cum, blood), p in v, unprotected sex (don’t be like them!!), pet names (baby, princess, puppy, sweet thing, pretty girl, bitch), praise, if there’s anything else, lmk :3

xylea’s note: got nails done while this was in my drafts 😭 getting use to them so that’s why it took me so long to finish this :( anyways!! i’m more than willing to do multiple parts for this and include the girls!!! just let me know who’d u wanna see next :PP also first time including dark content.. pleaseeeee block me or refrain from reading this if ur not comfy with that!

CHAD MEEKS-MARTIN.

━╋ AGHHHH he’d be the type to talk you through it, letting it be known how much he loved the way your cunt would squeeze around him. he loves praising you :(( he also knows that his praise is what keeps you going. he loves to worship your body, leaving lingering touches and grabs as well with endless kisses all over.

—

“oh fuck baby.. you’re doing so well f’me. so pretty like this. want me to—fuck— give you a baby?” he’d coo out, watching you become undone before his eyes. the way you squirmed and arched your back, attempting to wriggle out of his firm grip gave him an overwhelming feeling that made him feel like he had possessed such a strong power over you.

chad has you on your back, legs pressed up against your chest n tummy. your eyes were screwed shut from the pure bliss you were feeling from his fat cock stretching your cunt out. “don’t hear you answerin’ me princess.”

“yes please— chad pleasee,” you’d whine out. “give me a baby.. want you to be a daddy.”

and that just pushed him over the edge. all you could feel were the hot ropes of his cum spilling into your womb and all you could hear were chad’s continuous grunts and praises of how well you were doing.

ETHAN LANDRY.

━╋ we’re talking about ghostface!ethan here. he is absolutely ruthless. he’d definitely want to fill you up til’ it’s leaking out your pretty hole and running down your thighs for everyone to see. he’d only have the intent of getting you knocked up just to trap you into staying with him. he’d call you all these pretty names but his intentions were far from wholesome n pure.

—

you were currently pressed against the cold, brick wall in a vacant alleyway. the wind blew against your skin, causing goosebumps to form. ethan was rutting inside you, his thick cock stretching you out so prettily. from the intense stretch and you being a virgin, you bled a bit on his cock. “oh you pretty girl.. bleedin’ all over my cock. ‘m g’na give you a baby.. you’ll never be able to leave me.” your head fell limp onto his shoulder and you squealed, nails digging into the flesh of his back and through the thin, black robe he was wearing. “too much.. ‘s too big!”

“you can take it baby.” he’d say between grunts. “sweet dumb thing.. drooling and panting like a bitch in heat.” a few more thrusts between your velvety walls and he was already spilling into you, keeping his cock inside. after making sure his cum was buried deep in, he pulled out and slid your panties back up.

“you’ll look so pretty as a momma, baby.”

CHARLIE WALKER.

━╋ he’s a perv!!!! argue w me if u think otherwise. he’s had the fattest crush on you and would always try to get you to notice him someway somehow. of course you knew who he was; his desperate attempts were very patent. he’d try to flip up your skirt to take a peak at your panties or rub his dick against your ass every time he’d somehow get pressed up against you. very cliche but one day he just got fed up and pulled you into a vacant classroom and fucked you so sweetly for wearing such a short skirt to school.

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“wearing sucha tiny skirt to flaunt that ass of yours, huh baby?” you weren’t even wearing panties underneath! charlie’s head began to cloud up. he slipped through your folds without warning, filling you up deliciously. you felt so tight around him and he couldn’t help but whimper and bury himself all into you. “fucckkk baby.. s’tight!”

you were already all braindead on his cock :( feeling him invade through your walls to kiss your cervix. “charlieee.. what if— what if someone walks in on us!” you manage to whine out, head limp on the desk as he fucked you so sweetly. “you’d want that, huh baby. wanna show people how much of a good girl you are, right? takin’ my dick so good, isn’t that right?” he’s nuzzle his head into the crook of your neck, his hot breath down on your skin. all you could do was nod your head dumbly.

he was drilling into your cunt; the squelches your pussy was giving him only riled him up more. “g’na fill you up all nice with my cum.. make you plump with my babies.” charlie would be so grabby, fondling with your meaty hips and your chubby ass.

“please.. please please please fill me up.” your breathy moans, whines and whimpers were so heavenly, he wished he could be able to hear them all the time. “i will baby.. i’ll have it drip down those pretty thighs of yours too. making sure everybody knows you’re mine.”

with that, he pushed deep inside, emptying his balls into you. grunts and whimpers left his lips as he sloppily kissed your neck, leaving wet kisses.

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ᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɢɪʀʟꜱ.

pairing(s): tara carpenter x fem!reader

warning(s): tara has a hugeeeee crush, reader is a soccer player, set in scream 5 but in college and includes anika (deal with it,) not too good of writing(lowkey still have writers block,) reminds me of an alt version of goodnight n go.

summary: ❝ Give me a call if you ever get lonely, I'll be like one of your girls or your homies ❞

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it was hard to not notice you, to not know who you were on campus would be a crime considering; you were the girl’s soccer team star, always people cheering your name on game day, always interviewed for the school’s news channel. and not to mention you were really fucking smart, according to even wes himself you’d beat him on trivia night many of times.

you tutored chad for multiple of his courses, and you were also top of your english courses. to add to the fact you were stunningly gorgeous, there was just something of the glisten of your y/c/e eyes that caught so many people’s attention, not to mention your perfect shaped lips, and god, the body on you—how you managed to keep such good shape was a question that plagued many minds.

one of those minds being tara’s who had been undying, undeniably crushing you for months now. she never really payed much attention to you, nor did she pay attention to your sport until she spotted you while accompanying mindy at practice.

that’s when she really got a good look at you, immediately plaguing mindy with questions of what you liked, were you single, what other hobbies you had, and so on and so on.

though, according to mindy, even if you had the smarts to back you up and were totally kind, you were some cliché player girl who brought all you pawns to watch you practice in attempts to impress and to her dismay it actually worked. besides your looks, something about doing a few tricks with your foot and a ball claimed to be very impressive to girls.

it’s not like this fazed the younger carpenter, she merely just wanted to get to know or so she claimed.

so after countless times of begging, pleading, and telling mindy how great she was—tara finally got the girl to agree to get you over for a movie night.

you were a little taken back as mindy wasn’t one of the teammate you were super close with but nonetheless you agreed, seeing it rude to decline such invitation.

“how do i look?” tara asked for the millionth time while flattening her long sleeve blue cropped top.

“you look fine!” mindy, chad, and amber all said in unison, clearly annoyed with the girl.

“why are you so stressed out anyways? you’ve had plenty of flings over before.”

“because, amber,” tara takes a seat next to her best friend.

“this girl is hot—like, ugh, and not to mention she’s really fucking smart.”

“not THAT smart” wes grumbled in jealously, trying to downplay you.

“smarter than you.” amber uttered, the boy shooting her a glare.

“she’s also super athletic, one more thing you’re not, wes.” chad teases the boy, earning a (weak) punch in the arm.

tara clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth, you were super athletic. she thought, reminiscing on your speed on the field. you could out run anyone on you team, you could do a lot of tricks—some karate shit where you jump and spin to kick the ball, such a show off…a hot show off.

“your girlfriend’s here.” tara perks up at amber’s teasing words.

she makes sure to sit up right with straight posture, wanting you to think of her as respectable. she also made sure to wear blue because she had read humans can easily trust a person in blue.

the girl watched as you flashed that bright white smile to her best friend, greeting her with a humble hug. a six pack in one of your hands, while a bottle of wine occupied the other.

god, look at you. how could someone look so good in slight baggy pants, how jeans look at good on waist. and how could a band tee fit someone so perfect, i mean just look at the way the rolled up sleeves showcased your arms—not to mention the way it came up on your belly showing just how toned you were.

as hard as tara tried to find a contrast to your perfectness, there was no use—even your fucking eyebrows looked great.

chad greeted you with an obnoxious ‘bro hug’ as he was already familiar with you, obviously from tutoring but also playing beer pong together a few times. while wes gave you a shy handshake, still bitter for his loss in trivia night. and obviously you easily greeted mindy seeing as she was your teammate and the one who invited you.

“you’re tara, right? you come to practice with mindy sometimes. i’m y/n.” finally you greeted her, holding your hand out to which she immediately took to shake.

“ye—yeah. nice to meet you.”

“nice to meet you too! i like your top.”

tara couldn’t help but smile to ear to ear, placing her hand against the blue fabric.

“i’m not sure what everyone liked so i got some buzz and wine.” you hold the items in your hand up.

“i’ll take that,” chad swipes the six pack from your hand.

“next time vodka will do.” amber took the bottle of grape wine.

“noted.” you chuckle, ironically taking the open seat next to tara.

you smelled so good. though, she could smell a light hint of weed off of you she could also smell sweetness.

“so, what are we watching tonight? i hear you’re really into horror movies, i’m a fan myself. i like the classics though, you know like uh, texas chainsaw and hellraiser.”

“i like elevated horror, like the babadook. that’s one of my favorites.”

“the babadook? never heard of it, you’ll have to show me it sometime.”

“never heard of it? we might just have to watch it tonight.”

“maybe so.” you flash your smile to the girl.

tara had no idea how she was being so calm right now, not with you so close—your arm right behind her, stretched out on the shoulder rest of the couch. or even just the simple fact you were talking horror to her, it was pillow-talk to the girl.

“hey minds, where’s anika tonight? i thought i’d finally get to meet the special lady.” you turn your attention to the girl occupied with her pouring herself a drink.

“she’s working a double tonight. next time though!”

now that you were really here, really in front of her and talking to her, she could intel that it was more than your looks that enflamed her. she noted that you were kind like mindy had ensured, by the way you made sure to include everyone let her know of this. you asked questions and found something in common with everyone to connect on a surface level.

she also grappled that you were actually smart, as you pulled random facts of knowledge out as you watched the movie. you went into detail on how the camera actually worked on the set of movies. even how the first camera was made in 1816 by some frenchmen.

and maybe you were a bit of a flirt, or player but that didn’t matter because at the end of the night when you asked tara for her number she had never done anything so fast with zero hesitation in her life.

“maybe you can show me some more horror movies…judging by your choice tonight i’d say you have good taste.”

“thank you…yeah, i’d love to show some others i enjoy.”

“mhm. when the others wake tell them i said goodnight and thank you for having me. also, please tell wes, again i’m sorry for beating him in trivia night.”

the girl snorts, nodding her head. “will do.”

“goodnight, tara.” once again you flash her a smile, a soft one.

━━━👩🏽‍💻part two seems far fetched but what do you guys think?

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[baocean]

BRAIDS - ETHAN LANDRY

Summary: it’s hot out, you had the great idea to braid your best friends hair out of his face

Pairing: bestfriend! Ethan x reader

Warnings: p in v, fingering, unprotected sex, swearing

It was summer break from college, you were back at your home upstate.

With you, your friend Ethan. He was your best friend really, you had spent pretty much any free time the two of you had together.

It didn’t take a genius to see how much you two liked each other, but apparently neither of you could catch on.

Your friends spent all year trying to set you up, but the two of you wouldn’t budge. You were convinced he didn’t like you like that, Ethan told his friends you saw him as a friend.

It was so hot outside, the windows to your room opened all the way, letting any bit of breeze in.

You two had just come from sunbathing outside.

Ethan sat next to you on your bed, navy swim shorts and nothing else. A big t-shirt hid your body from the boy next to you, the one you blushed for whenever he looked at your for a beat longer than the rest of your friends.

He was on his phone, pushing his long curls out of his face every few minutes, you noticed.

The book you had in your hand was set aside as you turned to him.

“Let me braid your hair out of the way.” You offered. He looked up at you, eyebrows raised.

“Why?”

“You keep pushing them out of the way, is all.” You shrugged, trying as hard as possible to seem nonchalant.

He looked all over your face, finally saying yes after what felt all too long. You smiled.

Getting onto your knees, your fingers moved to braid his hair. It was hard to with the way you were positioned, barely being able to reach the other side of his head. Ethan saw how you were struggling.

“I can’t-I can’t get it.” You huffed.

Your hands were still in his hair when, in a swift movement, Ethan pulled you into his lap.

You gasped, with no hesitation Ethan had just pulled you onto his lap and now the only thing separating you two was a few pieces of fabric.

The second of friction between your legs sent chills straight to your spine.

“Better?” Ethan asked, the corners of his lips tipping upwards. His hands were still around your waist, his right hand kneading your shirt in his fist.

Your brain turned off right then and there. You were pretty sure nothing would come out if you tried to speak. So, you just hummed a response.

You kept braiding, trying to ignore Ethan’s hand slowly falling from your waist to your thigh, then back up past your butt.

It was even harder to concentrate when Ethan shifted his hips, giving you another electric taste of friction.

Your eyes closed, heading falling forward just slightly.

“You okay, y/n?” Ethan’s voice was just above a whisper. You couldn’t tell if it was his voice or the heat that was making you feel so overwhelmed.

“Yea, almost finished.” You barely got out, begging yourself not to roll your hips on his lap. Your breathing was heavy, on the brink of losing it.

You could feel him, he was hard. You tried your best to ignore it but it was the only thing your brain could even imagine thinking about right now.

“Am I really getting you all worked up by just sitting on my lap, baby? Wait till I actually touch you.” Ethan’s hand came down and sat firmly on your ass, watching as your shocked face fell on his.

He grabbed onto your hips again, grinding them against him. Your mouth fell open, eyes falling closed.

You moaned his name without even realizing it, but you were thankful you did when he bucked his hips up into you.

It felt like you were on fire. Your hands were still in his hair, the braids falling out with his motion.

“Want me to kiss you, pretty girl?” Ethan asked you, giving you a sweet smile. You couldn’t even think, just a nod and a smile.

He brought you close, pecking your lips once before devouring you. His lips were all over you, all while he was still moving your perfect hips in a perfect rhythm against his perfect lap. It was all so perfect.

You were prepared to cum right there, still fully clothed, just dry humping. You hadn’t gotten with anyone in so long due to your crush on the boy under you right now.

When he pulled your shirt over your head, he looked up at you with those pretty chocolate eyes and you melted.

Unclipping the back of your swimsuit top, he watched it fall from your body. You felt his dick twitch.

“You’re so pretty, baby. J’wanna look at you forever.”

His lips closed around your nipple, his fingers delicately flicking and teasing the other. You moaned out, rolling your hips on his again.

“Please, E. Please.” His laugh sent vibrations straight to your center. He pulled back and gave you another kiss on your lips.

“What d’you want? Tell me.” He taughted you. You had dealt with a sassy Ethan before, it was his biggest personality trait. But when your tits were in his mouth and his dick was rubbing against your clit, it turned you on rather than annoyed you.

“Please, I want you to fuck me. Want it so bad, Eth.” You begged. Literally begged. Your head fell back as your delicate fingers played with his curls on the back of his head.

“All you had to do was ask, angel.” He grinned, kissing you again. “Been wanting this forever.”

Your swimsuit bottom was soaked, creating a dark patch on Ethan’s swim trunks.

He pulled the dark blue bikini bottom to the side, sliding his middle finger through your folds and circling your clit. Your whole body reacted, twitching as he played with that little bundle of nerves.

You gasped when his finger slid into you, moaning and wiggling on top of him. He pumped in and out of you so deliciously.

You watched him, while he watched himself finger you. His chest heaved.

When he added a second finger, it was over for you. The rubber band snapped and you came right on top of him. You watched your cum slowly drip down onto his fingers. He pulled his long digits out of you, slowly bringing them to his mouth and sucking them.

Ethan smiled up at you, giving you another kiss as he slid his shorts down. You lifted your hips up, almost in a trance.

“You want to?” He asked you, pushing your hair out of your face with his free hand. It was sweet and gentle, just like Ethan.

You nodded, kissing his lips and watching as he positioned himself. He slid into you so slow you thought you were going to die.

He was so big, filling you up and bottoming out. He let out a small moan. You kept that sound and locked it up in your brain for a later date.

When he finally started moving his hips back and forth, you swore you saw heaven.

Your hands left his hair and wrapped around his big shoulders.

He looked so pretty like this. Just a tiny bit sweaty, completely concentrated on you.

“Oh my god, Eth. Feels so good.” Your voice was interrupted with each trust.

“God you feel so good. Like you were meant for me. Meant for my dick.” His hand came up to your cheek, planting yet another kiss onto your lips.

His hand left your cheek and came down to circle your clit and you cried out.

“E, I’m gonna cum.” Your head came down to lean on his shoulder, his pace not slowing.

“Me too, love. Go ahead.” His words came out in a whisper as he ghosted your lips.

You came for the second time, nearly screaming as you clenched around him.

Ethan’s cum shot into you, blowing your mind to pieces and forcing your eyes to roll back into your head.

His moans and whimpers were almost enough to make you come for the third time.

When he slowed down, he went back to kissing you, but still hadn’t pulled out yet.

You wrapped your arms around his body, molding together perfectly.

“Don’t get close I’m sweaty.” Ethan pulled away from you as he laughed.

The realization of what just happened sank in, you were more proud than ashamed or scared.

You just had sex with your best friend.

“I have just the thing.” You pulled him up, grabbing onto his hand and leading him to the bathroom.

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chad meeks-martin as your first serious boyfriend who wants nothing more than to show you what being loved can feel like.

he knows you're inexperienced, and a little shy and insecure because of that, but he's trying his best to bring you out of your shell slowly. you want him so fucking bad. and the feeling is incredibly mutual.

you can tell by the times that he has you sitting on the counter, standing between your legs and letting his hands roam over your body while he kisses you senseless.

and all the teasing remarks he makes, calling you those pet names and slipping in those little praises that makes your head spin.

"so beautiful, baby. get so distracted just watching you."

"fuck the things you do to me. you don't know the effect you have on me, do you? hm?"

and there comes a time where he's kissing you, laying you back on the bed and stopping just as your hand slips under his shirt.

"want me to stop?" he asks and you shake your head. he looks up at you, those big brown eyes just watching you, and you shake your head again. "need to hear it," he clarifies.

"don't want you to stop, chad."

and he finally gets to feel you. finally gets to slip a hand down your panties, feel how wet you are for him.

"'s all for me, baby?" he's teasing, a small smile on his face.

you wanna throw out a quip remark, but you need to let him know.

"always, chad. i'm always this wet for you."

he swears under his breath. "should've let me know, sweetheart. we could've done something about this a lot sooner."

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