#core fuckin four

[blackwolfstabs]

random core four thoughts with BLACKWOLFSTABS

the core four makes quick walmart runs in their pajamas together:

Sam: I feel like we're gonna get looked at the entire time we're here. Tara: Who cares? It's Walmart. Chad: Yeah, they're not any better than us. They're just jealous because they wasted their time getting dressed, when they could've been in and out of the store quicker than it took them to change clothes. Mindy: Eh, I don't care about wasting time. I'm just lazy, and when we get home, I'm going back to bed.

or something...

#scream #scream v #scream vi #sam carpenter #tara carpenter #carpenter sisters #chad meeks martin #mindy meeks martin #maybe a headcanon?? #the core four #core fuckin four

[ruenii]

Tim: I love you... I don't say this as much as I would've wanted to, but I do. And you deserve to know how much I love you, you were my pillar when life was hard, and, I don't think I would've survived without you..

The Batfam [holding back tears]:

Dick, [eyes already watering]: Tim, We love you too--

Tim: Um, Dick? Could you move out of the way? I was talking to the decanter.

#tim drake #dick grayson #batfam #dc #batbros #tim DOES love them #but he would rather marry ra's than to admit it out loud #he'd get hives from showing emotional vulnerability to the batfam #except for his core four #they say i love you weekly and are so platonically adorable its so fuckin cute

[valleyfthdolls]

RRRRRGH I WANNA DRAW ZELDA ART SO BAD.... modern au linkverse designs save me... save me

#i have SUCH vivid ideas in my head #but also i know i'd make at least one of em emo #twilight gives me like low-key goth vibes yk. like muted colors gothic themes and designs but not anything extreme #sky gives kinda comfy clothes energy. everything is baggy & thick #layers upon layers of layers yk #legend makes me think like. tons of accessories. but they're not just there for aesthetic purposes #they all have some theoretical practical use #and don't you DARE tell him otherwise #wars makes me think like. practical yet intricate. dresses like an anime character in some capacity. the scarf is a must #hyrule to me doesn't really wear anything too out there. vaguely fantasy esque/dnd adventurer core #fanciest thing they wear is cuffs around the points of their ears. maybe for hylians those would have a use #time four wind and wild i fuckin got nothing #i'll figure it out

[doomednarrative]

From what I've seen of Chris in wider RE fandom I think he suffers from A. People who Only know him from 7 and 8 where Capcoms written him weirdly, B. Once again people ignore that he's got a huge heart underneath the action man exterior just like Leon and C. Capcom is fuckin allergic to letting him have more team ups with Claire and let us have sibling moments again that would really bring out the more goofy and good natured side of him. They keep giving him angst and I'm like please I just want to see him and Claire again

#actually playing the games over the past four months has made so clear that some fans misunderstand these characters cores #and it makes me so fuckin mad #kief rambles about resident evil

[brainfullofbees]

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#ALDJSLHSLA JJ SJHSLAJS MOVIES!!!!!! GOOD FUCKIN MOVIES!!!!!!!!! #i'm all caught up with scream and i watched jigsaw and WAUGH GOOD SHIT #i liked the little twist at the end of jigsaw. wasn't one of the series' best but it was a fun little movie and i enjoyed it :) #scream 5 and 6????? ooooooh boy #i fucking love scream you have no idea. the amount i was jumping around and talking to the characters on screen... god i'd be so annoying to #watch these movies with lol #AND. DEWEY. GOD DAMMIT. YOU STUPID LOVABLE IDIOT. #god i love scream but the characters were being such idiots sometimes jesus christ #i really like the new characters though! core four are fun! #i was fully expecting stu to come back but alas :( #BUT KIRBY!!!!!!!!! KIRBY LIVED OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!! #i think it's stupid she became a cop but the confirmation kirby survived was :))))) #the fucking loomis twist was so fucking stupid i love this franchise #i need someone to infodump about these movies to that doesn't mind spoilers lol #but just AGHAGSJGSJAH !!!!!!!!! I LOVE THESE SERIES SO MUCH #spiral will have to be a tomorrow thing because sleepy #and idk if x is available anywhere yet. i could always pirate but i'm lazyyyyy

[jmstoesblog]

D.

Pairing: bf!Jungkook x gf!reader

Summary: it’s just smut tbh

Warning: eating out from behind, spanking, doggystyle, dom!jk, unprotected sex, little bit of dirty talk, readers called a slut (during sex), breast play, chocking (pretending to), hair pulling, not proofread!!

Note: sorry for being inactive, I’ll try to post more. I actually have a lot of unfinished story in my drafts. I’ll try to finish them and post them soon.

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“It’s too much!” You cry out as your boyfriend eats you out from behind. You’re on all fours on the bed with your boyfriend making you see stars.

“Take it.” His voice gets muffled by your pussy but you still manage to make out what he said, “take it like a good girl.”

You clench around his tongue which is inside you and Jungkook grunts, his hands on your hips, squeezing them.

Jungkook slides his tongue out and sucks on your clit making you moan out at the feeling. You buck your hips but Jungkook stops you by keeping you in place by the grip on your hips, “ah ah,” he says, detaching his mouth from your aching core, “You take what I give you.” He grins.

You look back at him, “Kookie please!” You whine like a little toddler, Jungkook chuckles at your state, “that’s not going to work, baby. Now be a good girl and take what I give you or I’ll edge you.” His stare turns sharp, so does his voice. The amusement in his eyes and voice long gone.

You huff and turn your head around. You wince when you feel a spank delivered to your ass, “Did you understand?” He sternly asks you, deciding to not act like a brat and do what he tells you to, you nod. Another spank is delivered to your ass, this time harder than the last one, “words.”

“Yes, I understand.” You just need to feel his mouth on your pussy again, or yet better his cock.

“Good.” Jungkook rubs the spot where he spanked you, trying to soothe the pain. He parts your fold and gives you a little kiss on your heat as an apology.

You bite your lip to surpass the moan threatening to spill out. You try to ignore the burning sensation on your ass and focus on the pleasure.

Jungkook has his hands placed on your hips, his shirt laying somewhere on the floor, his pants pushed down to his knees, the bulge evident through his white Calvin Klein boxers. He keeps sucking on your clit, an endless string of moans and whimpers leave your mouth.

Jungkook pushes your pussy harder against his face by using his hands that are placed on your hips. When he feels like you’re nearing your edge he stops.

“What….” You turn your head to look at him. Your juices on his chin and lips, “I was so close!” You whine and watch him lick his chin and the area around his mouth, tasting you.

“I can give you something better.” He shrugs.

In the next minute his pants and underwear are also on the floor, he aligns his cock with your entrance, pushing the tip in is enough for your thighs to quiver, “look at you,” he mocks you, “my cock isn’t even inside you and you’re already shaking like that.” He quietly laughs at that.

Without any warning he pushes his cock all the way in. Jungkook groans in satisfaction and you moan.

All that is heard, is skin clapping, moans and squelching noises your pussy is making.

“You take me so well.” Jungkook grunts, “you feel so good, so tight.” You whimper at his praise.

His cock sliding in and out of you at a rapid speed, his thighs meeting your ass at every thrust, “s- so good, kookie!” You gasp out.

His one hand is playing with your pussy while the other one is pushing your head into the pillow.

“Yeah? You like getting fucked hard?” He rasps out, “y-yes!” You cry out, “fuckin’ me so good, gguk!”

“You filthy slut.” He slaps your cunt and more tears roll down your cheeks due to pleasure. The bed is making weird noises, it might break.

Jungkook grabs a handful of your hair and yanks your head back, your back pressing against his front. The thrusts don’t stop.

His hand travels to your waist, holding it tightly to keep you in place. His other hand is playing with your breasts, flicking the nipples and rolling them between his thumb and forefinger.

When you clench around his cock, he’s sure you’re close to coming. His hand that was previously playing with your breasts, is holding your neck now, choking you.

He isn’t actually chocking you, just squeezing your neck every time you clench around him, “fuck I’m close, baby. Wanna come together?” You only manage to nod.

“Gonna make you so full, full with my cum, full with my babies.” He mumbles shakily, spurting his seeds into you. You moan his name when cumming.

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do not copy or translate!

Maserlist

#jungkook #jungkook x reader #y/n #bts #jeon jungkook #jungkook fanfic #boyfriend jungkook #boyfriend #bf jungkook #bts fanfic #bts fic #bts army #bts jungkook #smut #jk smut

[obsessedduh]

imagine a daddy issues reader who loves getting praised by men!

you hated the fact you practically craved male validation every second in your life. it was annoying but it did come with its advantages, especially when you joined task force 141. you were practically surrounded by men everyday, but your personal favourites were, kyle 'gaz' garrick, captain john price, johnny 'soap' mactavish and simon 'ghost riley'. oh how much you loved it when they praised you, shoots right down your core.

one day you made your captain a nice coffee since he asked so politely and he gave you a lil "thank ya' swee'heart." in return. it quite literally made your whole day.

as for simon he's more of a silent person when it comes to praising you. if you do well on a mission, he'll give you a nod or maybe a "you did good today, sergant." and it makes you wanna jump and down in joy.

again if you do well on a mission johnny and kyle are the more energetic praisers. johnny will most likely ruffle your hair (or if your like me and have 4c hair 😔) he'll cup your cheeks and say "did s'good, princess." and kyle will be right behind him nodding in agreement, "did amazin', love." and it makes you wanna pass out from happiness!

but really to be fair, they all come in an agreement to say they love praising you. especially when you get on your knees and bop your head up and down your captains length, they all just sit there and watch as you struggle to take him, letting out a series of gags, moans and whines and they all praise you for doing so...why wouldn't they? taking his cock so good...they can't help but resist.

"look at yer' princess, takin' cap'ins cock s'well..."

"fuck...your tongue feels amazin'. oh right there...yeah, good fuckin' girl..."

"such a good doll for us ain't ya', love?"

john grips your hair and gently starts to fuck your throat, slow but rough thrusts.

eventually john groans and cums deep inside of your throat. you gag a bit but swallow and the tight grip of his hand in your hair is used to lift you off his cock, leaving the four of them to see drool and cum leak onto your chin.

"messy girl..."

*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ

disappointed, but not disappointed with this? idk 🤦🏿‍♀️

wanna know more about me —> here

masterlist —> here

#🎀 — 𝑶𝑩𝑺𝑬𝑺𝑺𝑬𝑫 #cod ghost #ghost smut #simon ghost riley smut #simon riley smut #cod price #price smut #captian john price smut #john price smut #cod gaz #gaz smut #kyle gaz garrick smut #kyle garrick smut #cod soap #soap smut #johnny soap mactavish smut #johnny mactavish smut #poly 141

[starstruckmiraclekitty]

Ahhh...could I maybe ask for a 141 and Konig....where they eat their partner out? You're like so good at writing that and I NEEEEDD a full on 141 of that. Only if it's OK though, I know that's like pure smut bahaha. Your writing is soooo fucking good.

Eeeeep. I totally didn't blush the whole time I wrote this (I so did). This is pure filth, and I'm so sorry🫠

141 + König & Alejandro Eating Their Fem! Partner Out

Warnings: literal utter filth, smut, swearing, oral (f receiving)

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Simon Ghost Riley-

"Please, Si, stop teasing." You begged, pulling on the strands of Simon's hair.

He'd been between your legs for nearly 10 minutes now, kissing your the insides of your thighs. He knew what he was doing, and god did he love to tease you, just so he could hear you beg.

"What do you want, love. You've gotta use your words." He cooed, pressing yet another kiss to the inside of your thigh.

"Please, God, just eat me out, please!" You cried out, growing more and more frustrated at the lack of contact where you needed him most.

"Should've just said so, then." He smirked before licking a strip through your folds.

"F-Fuck you, Simon." You gasped, your head falling back onto the pillows behind you.

"Plannin to, gotta give the lady what she asked for, first." He spoke, before latching his lips to your clit, sucking harshly. You tugged on his hair once more, causing him to exhale into your heat.

He flatted his tongue against your core and moved his head from side to side vigorously. Gripping your thighs with a bruising grasp, he shoved his face as far as he could into your pussy, nearly suffocating himself.

His pace didn't falter, his head continuing to move side to side at a brutal pace, and you could feel yourself growing closer to your orgasm. Your thighs had tightened around his head, allowing you to grind yourself on your boyfriend's face.

Simon moaned, and stopped his movements to give a light nip at your clit, causing you to gasp. "Simon!"

"Be a good girl and cum for me, yeah? Want you to cum on my face." He returned to his previous movement, and flattened his tongue against your folds once more.

You became a babbling mess as your orgasm rippled through you, your hips bucking wildly. Simon rested his arm against your midsection to pin you down, preventing you from moving as he slurped up every remnant of your orgasm.

He pulled away after a moment to find you completely fucked out before him. It was a sight to behold, and Simon wanted more of it. "Let's see if you can be a good girl, and give me another?"

Johnny Soap MacTavish-

A harsh smack came down on your ass, as Johnny forced you on all fours on the bed. "You're mine, got that? Mine, and mine alone." He sneered as another smack came down to your other ass cheek. You two had just gotten home from the bar, where a man had tried to take his shot with you, sending Johnny into a jealous rage.

You let out a breathy moan, out of pain and pleasure. You felt yourself growing sopping wet and cried out when you felt Johnny run a finger along your soaked folds. "Already so wet for me, aren't you?"

"All for you, Johnny. Only you." You chanted, gripping the sheets in front of you.

"That's right. Mine." He repeated, before diving into your pussy. He licked at your hole, in a circular motion, while palming roughly at your ass.

He started lapping at your hole like a man starved, the slurping noises coming from him were obscene, and you nearly came from that alone. "My fuckin' pussy."

He moved his mouth to your folds, allowing him to insert his index finger into you, pumping it slowly.

You were so close already. His words were filthy, and you couldn't get enough of it. You pushed backwards, grinding yourself on Johnny's face.

He chuckled into your heat and picked up the pace of his fingers, his tongue following suit on your folds. "Baby, I'm so close." You cried out, gripping the sheets in front of you.

Johnny pulled his face away from you and landed another smack on your ass. You could hear his belt buckle hitting the floor behind you. "Not yet, baby girl. Want you to cum on my cock first."

John Price-

"Sit on my face." John commanded. You blushed at his request, as this was something you'd never tried before. It'd always been a silent fantasy of yours, but you were always worried you'd be too heavy for him. "Now, don't make me ask again."

You moved your way up to the head of the bed and put your thighs around John's face. He could sense your hesitience to sit, so he grabbed your waist and pulled you down on his mouth roughly.

You gasped, feeling his tongue immediately going to your sopping folds. The worries of your weight on his face were long gone, as your mind grew hazy from the movements of Price's tongue.

"Ride my face, sweetheart." He asked, moving his face away from your heat for just a moment to catch his breath.

You looked down to find him staring back at you with intent, giving you the fuel to do what he'd asked of you.

He flattened his tongue against your core, and you started to move your hips back and forth slowly. Your heart was racing, and you started to quicken your movements after hearing a guttural moan from your lover's lips.

Your fingers flew to Price's hair, tangling them in his soft brown strands and gripping them firmly. Another moan came from him, and his arms tightened around your thighs, locking you in place.

The two of you had stayed like that for nearly an hour, Price refusing to let you out of his grasp until he had his fill.

Kyle Gaz Garrick-

"You look fucking divine, babe." Kyle praised as he admired your naked form in the shower.

Kyle got in his knees in front of you and lifted your leg over his shoulder, leaving your heat bare to him.

He made eye contact with you before shoving his face into your cunt.

You cried out, your hands finding their way onto Kyle's head, digging your nails into his scalp.

He started with kitten licks, slowly lapping at your folds, while never taking his eyes off of you. You tried to maintain eye contact with your lover, but you could help but let your head fall back to the cold shower wall behind you, moaning loudly.

"Taste so sweet, baby." He praised, taking a moment to breathe, before going back to your folds with his tongue. He exhaled deeply as his tongue slipped to your hole. He looked back up at you again before he started moving his tongue in and out of you.

You squealed out, digging your fingernails into Kyle's back, breaking skin in some spots. This spurred him on, and he quicked his pace, tongue fucking you at a brutal pace.

The shower had grown cold, long before the two of you were finished.

König-

"One more, Maus, for me. I know you can do it." König pleaded, picking his head up from his spot between your legs. He'd been there for the better part of an hour, drawing countless orgasms from you. He was so pussy drunk, he couldn't stop himself from going back for more.

You whined loudly, struggling to wiggle from his iron grip. You were beyond overstimulated, causing every touch from König to feel like it was going to break you.

König smirked to himself before moving his tongue to your folds once more. Your hands found his, and your fingers laced together in a firm grip on your lower stomach.

He started to spell out the German alphabet with his tongue on your puffy clit, the movements causing you to squeal, and buck your hips into his face.

You were full-on panting, still trying to squirm out of your boyfriend's grip to no avail. You felt another impending orgasm, and you gripped Königs hands hard. "Please Kö."

He nodded into your pussy, and moved his thumb to your clit, rubbing circles vigorously.

You felt the coil in your belly snap, and your head was thrown back as you felt a flush of liquid pool from your heat.

You felt your cheeks heat with embarrassment as you looked down to find your lover's face soaked with your essence. "I'm...I'm so sorry I didn't know that.. was going to happen." You mumbled sheepishly.

König had a wolfish grin on his face. He'd never seen you squirt before, and my god did it make his cock strain in his pants worse than before. He pressed a loving kiss to the inside of your thigh. "Gotta clean up the mess I made. It's only fair, right, Maus?"

Alejandro-

"Sabes tan bien hermosa." (You taste so good beautiful) Came Alejandro's voice from in between your thighs.

You'd had a long, exhausting day and wanted to come home and just lay in bed. Alejandro could see the stress you were under and wanted nothing more than to help in any way he could.

He drew you a bath, massaged your shoulders and made you dinner, but now found himself feasting between your thighs.

You were a disheveled mess on your shared bed, your wet hair was splayed out on the sheets behind you, and your thighs were trapped around your lover's head.

He'd begun slow, languid licks over your soaked core, his eyes never leaving yours. His grip tightened around your legs as he started to bury his face into your pussy, exhaling deeply.

The hair from his beard had tickled your folds, as he began to lick up and down your heat, collecting all of your arousal with each stroke of his tongue.

"Ale." You moaned, arching your back to shove your cunt closer to your lover's mouth. "So good."

He grunted into your heat, as he started to press open mouth kisses along your folds. You were full on panting at this point. Alejandro never failed to have you come undone on his tongue, not once.

He felt you start to shake slightly, indicating your oncoming orgasm. Your hands flew to his hair, tugging tightly as your orgasm rapidly approached. He picked up his pace, his tongue now frantically flicking at your clit.

He slurped up your essence as your high pulsed through you, his face not leaving your core.

Your pussy started to grow overstimulated, and you tried to push Alejandro's face away, but he wouldn't budge. "No, mi amor, I haven't gotten my fill of you yet."

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A/N: I'm so sorry for this trash, I get way too into writing this filth🫣😮‍💨

#cod imagine #simon riley imagine #mw2 imagine #ghost x reader #ghost mw2 #simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #konig x reader #konig imagine #konig mw2 #price smut #gaz smut #soap smut #simon riley smut #ghost smut #soap mctavish #soap imagine #soap x reader #john price #captain price #price imagine #price x reader #gaz imagine #kyle gaz garrick #gaz x reader

[rumisgf]

“F.R.E.A.K” DENKI KAMINARI X BLACK!READER

summary: everybody thinks denki’s girlfriend is so sweet and so innocent. but i mean, you’re dating denki, they should know better. especially after parties, they’d be baffled by the things you two do once you get home.

includes: very little plot, unprotected sex (reader’s on birth control), corruption kink, slight perv!denki, dom!denki, sub!reader, daddy kink, college!au, lots of dirty talk

birthday parties are good for two reasons: one of them is that you get to spend time with the people who you cherish and celebrate your friends together as a group. importantly, though, the other reason,

is that denki gets to take you home and finally let out his pent up sexual frustration.

the way your bodycon miniskirt perfectly outlines your curves and has your ass sitting just right, the softness of your exposed legs, it’s just too much for him.

but, you could say the same for yourself. when kaminari gets all dressed up, he looks so good.

“mhm, move this for me baby.” he says as he’s tugging on your skirt. he lifted you up while making out with you as soon as you both stepped through the door, and practically rushed to the bed. you pull up your skirt enough to expose your already wet core, and he nearly drools at the sight. he wastes no time kissing down your stomach, occasionally biting and sucking on the flesh and earning sweet whimpers escaping your lips. “so fuckin’ pretty.. all mine.”

you moan as he kisses your sensitive cunt through your panties. “p-please…” you whine under his touch. “i know baby, i got you.” he smiles before sliding your underwear off in no time, relishing in how much of a mess you made in them before he even touched you. “look at you… ain’t even touch you yet. this all f’ me?” he says, slowly toying with your clit. “yess… fuck~” you throw your head back in pure bliss.

you never were willing to be this weak for somebody to where they can say such dirty things to you and you’re so turned on by it. and denki knows this very well. he’s ruined you, and he’s very proud of himself. ever since he started dating you, one of his goals was to successfully slut you out.

he laps and sucks at your soaking pussy, humming into your core in response to the lewd, pornographic moans coming at your mouth. and it’s when you slip out “daddy…s-so good..” he can physically feel his dick trying to rip out his pants. in a few more minutes, you’re creaming all over his tongue and he makes sure to lick all of you up.

scooting back up, he licks his fingers to swallow up any of your arousal left on them. “turn around.” he usually isn’t so demanding, but tonight was different. and you’re definitely not complaining. you get on all fours in front of him and arch your back. “yeah like that, good girl…” he says, breathless at the sight of you bent over for him like he hasn’t seen it 1,000 times. he places a harsh slap on your ass, making you gasp.

he frantically kicks off his pants and pulls down his boxers, his rock hard dick springing out of them. he slowly slides into you, moaning at your warm walls hugging him tight. “fuck- tight as shit baby..” he pumps into you, giving you deep strokes. it doesn’t take him long to hit your sensitive spot, and you moan out as you bury your head into the pillow. “take it mama, c’mon.”

“fuck daddy, s’ so big!” you cry as he picks up the pace. he grabs your hips and pushes you all the way back onto him, making you feel him deeper. “yeah c’mere, c’mere mama… take that shit.” your toes curl and the squelching noise coming from denki fucking your soaking cunt takes over the room. “f-fuck, fuck me please!”

he pants from behind you, a smirk plastering his face. “so fucking wet… you love this dick, don’t you? mmm fuck- creaming all over me, baby~” he cooes, his hand squeezing one of your ass cheeks. “y- fuck- yes daddy…love this dick so much!” you say through moans, gripping the sheets for mercy. “that’s right… such a good girl. who’s pussy is this?”

it’s such a lewd question, and it makes you tingle whenever he asks you while he’s pounding the life out of you. you never would’ve thought you’d actually get wet from somebody asking you, but here you are about to cum all over his dick just by hearing him say it to you. “yours, s’ all yours daddy~”

“good little slut… that’s right, this daddy’s pussy.” he smacks your ass, triggering the knot in your stomach to nearly come undone. “f-fuck ‘m gonna cum~!” you start whimpering, and he only thrusts deeper into you. “mhm, cum for me- ah shit- want you to make a mess for me, baby.” in a few seconds, you’re creaming all over his dick, screaming his name like a prayer and the sound of him fucking you becoming so loud, and so dirty. he moans as your walls clench around him, barely keeping himself together. “yeahhh, good girl..”

he pulls out and lays you down on your back, pumping himself in his hand. “one more?” he asks softly, almost as if he didn’t just say he owns your pussy. you nod with a smile, half lidded and dazed. he smiles back and laughs “that’s my good girl.” in no time, he grabs his length and slides into you with such ease. “oh my god-!”

he moans in complete bliss, reveling in your wetness. he once again starts pounding into you and your eyes squint in pleasure. “mmph! d-daddy!” you look at his with needy eyes. “i- fuck- i know, princess, i know.” he says as he almost feels bad, but he can’t. not when you’re squeezing him so tight and by the way your slick is painting his dick he knows how much you love it. “taking me so well, mama. so good for me..”

he buries his face into your neck as you cry about how you’re “so close~” and he’s “so big..” and you walls flutter around him as he fucks you. finally, you let go once more and sing out for him in his ear. that alone causes his thrusts to become sloppy and he grips onto your thighs. “fuck baby ‘m cumming, mmph!” he buries himself deep inside you, filling you up to the brim.

you both take a minute to catch your breath and he lifts up his head, smiling stupidly at you. his hand caresses your cheek as he innocently kisses you on the nose.

“…i really turned you into a slut, huh?”

“shut up!”

@ rumisgf

#denki headcanons #denki kaminari x reader #denki kaminari #kaminari headcanons #mha #denki x black reader #denki kaminari x black reader #kaminari x reader #kaminari smut #denki smut #mha denki #kaminari x black reader #denki x reader smut #denki x black reader smut #kaminari x black reader smut #mha smut #mha x black reader #mha x black female reader #denks !!

[honeyedmiller]

Nobody Does It Like You Do | Joel Miller

pairing: joel miller x f!reader

rating: explicit – 18+, minors do not interact

warnings: this is literally just filthy smut. consensual relations, soft dom joel???, m oral receiving, face fucking, praise, reader has a praise kink, daddy issues, unprotected piv, dacryphilia, comparing joel to drugs, pet names (sweetheart, little girl, baby, baby girl), use of ‘daddy’, brief mentions of aftercare, no use of y/n. if there’s anything at all that i missed or mistagged, please let me know so i can tag correctly.

word count: 1.6k

synopsis: good girls always get rewarded.

ty to my love @party-hearses for beta reading. thousands of smooches for you always 🖤

a/n: this is based off of the song ‘daddy issues’ by the neighbourhood. go figure. i told myself i’d never write anything with the ‘daddy’ trope in it, but y’know… just this once. i’ve never written anything this “intense” (it’s not that bad tbh), so please feel free to let me know how i did. hope you enjoy ~

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Mascara tears run down your cheeks as you try your best to look up at the man standing above you.

 Your eyelashes are weighed down by the salty tears that threaten to spill over once more, knees aching from how long you’ve been on them. 

You try to catch your breath as you pant heavily, saliva spilling from your bottom lip as it remains connected to the swollen, weeping cock in front of you. 

“Go ahead, little girl. You can take it. Take it like the good girl I know you are.” Joel’s hand comes down to cradle your face, smearing the tip of his cock against your swollen lips. You nod, parting your lips again as you slowly take his spit-slick cock into your mouth, inch by inch until he’s reaching the back of your throat. 

Joel’s groan rumbles through his sturdy chest as your nose meets the dark, tuft curls at his base. “Nobody does it like you do, baby. Fuck.”

The praise made you clench your thighs together, aching core throbbing and begging to be touched. You could feel your arousal dripping down the inner apex of your thighs.  

God, you’d hoped Joel would lick it all up and tell you how fucking good you tasted. 

You thrived off of his praise, his words that you were obsessed with hearing always igniting something deep within your very core. 

You looked back up at him, hollowing out your cheeks as you dragged your mouth slowly to his tip once more, eliciting a hiss from him. He moved his hand to cradle the back of your head, more tears spilling from your eyes as he guided your head back and forth. 

Joel’s cock twitched at the sight of the tears glistening off of your cheeks, a twisted grin adorning his lips. He always thought you were so fucking pretty like this, just for him. 

You continued moving your head at a steady pace with only one goal in mind: pleasing Joel. Pleasing him meant he’d call you a good girl again, and good girls always got rewarded. 

“Fuckin’ gorgeous with your mouth wrapped around my cock like this, sweetheart. Y’gonna let me ruin that throat?” His tone was promising, sending chills down your spine as you hummed against him. He smirked down at you, nodding. “Relax for me, baby girl. Tap my leg twice if you need me to stop. Got it?” You nod as best as you can, and Joel doesn’t waste another second before he’s pounding himself into your mouth.

You try your hardest to breathe through your nose, gagging not an option to you at this point. 

You wanted to be a good girl for Joel. 

He fucks your throat relentlessly, his silky flesh sliding against your tongue with ease. The sounds of his movements reverberated filthily off of the four walls of his bedroom. 

Your jaw was aching and the tears seemed endless at this point, but it wasn’t long before his thrusts were getting sloppy as his hips stuttered. 

“Good fuckin’ girl, takin’ daddy’s cock down your throat like this. So perfect, baby.” 

You whine around him, eyebrows threading together as your hands move to the back of his thighs. You grip onto him, coaxing him to come undone for you. 

“Shit–fuckin’ hell–fuck,” Joel groans the words, voice strained as he suddenly stills, his warm spend spilling onto your tongue. You swallow everything he gives you, and he slowly pulls his cock out of your mouth with a huff. 

You try to catch your breath, chest heaving as you wipe your mouth with the back of your hand. Joel gently pulls you up by the elbow, encircling your waist within his arms as he pulls your naked body flush against his own. 

His skin is hot and a few stray curls stuck to his sweat-coated forehead. He looked at you with pure pride in his eyes. 

You did good. 

He cradles the back of your head once more before pulling you into a gentle, needy kiss. He pulls apart from you, wiping his thumbs over the tears that were near-dried on the apples of your cheeks. 

“Did so good for me, baby. You gonna let daddy take care of you now?” His voice is drastically different this time, much more timid. You nod and bite your lip in anticipation. “Words, sweet girl.” 

“Yes.” Your voice is hoarse, throat absolutely fucking wrecked from the very man wishing to take care of you.

“Yes what, little girl?” 

“Yes, daddy.” 

“Good girl. On your back.” Joel nods his head toward the bed, and you instantly comply. 

Joel stands at the end of the bed, admiring you from above. You look like something the Greek gods themselves would’ve carved out into marble stone. He sees the want in your eyes. So desperate. Something carnal that tries to claw its way to the surface. 

What his baby wants, she gets. 

His eyes roamed down to the slick that’d made its way down your thighs. His tongue darted out to wet his lips as he leaned forward, slotting a knee between your legs. He swiped his middle finger up your glistening folds, causing you to sharply inhale as your hips bucked up involuntarily. 

“Poor baby’s all wet, hm? This just from sucking daddy’s cock?” 

You nod frantically, practically begging him silently for him to touch you, lick you, fuck you—anything at this fucking point. He brings his middle finger back down to collect more of your arousal, moving his finger to gently circle your clit. 

Joel brought his middle finger up to his mouth to suck on it, indulging in the taste of you. He could’ve easily gone down on you and ate you like a starved man, but he was selfish with his needs. He needed to be inside of you, wrapped in your warmth, taking care of you the way he knew you liked it. You’d been such a good girl for him, after all. 

He dragged you to the edge of the bed, folding your legs up to your chest. He took his cock and swiped it against your slick folds, causing you to gasp. His gaze met your face for a second before flicking back down to see the moment he pushed himself into you. 

You whine at the stretch, becoming completely engulfed in the man that is Joel Miller. The heaviness of him inside you, his scent on his comforter surrounding you, his taste, his voice, the feeling of his thick forearms as you grabbed onto them for support—the man was all-consuming, and you fucking loved it.

 He was like a fucking drug. Addicting, leaving you wanting more, and hard to let go of. You felt so euphoric with every push and pull, every heavy drag, every sharp thrust. There was just something about this man that mystified you. He drew you in like a magnet. Opposites that attracted. 

Joel was very aware of your need for validation, and truthfully, he got off on seeing you so happy to receive his praise. Just like he was your drug, you were his. He thrived off of your reactions to him, and he couldn’t get enough. He couldn’t get enough of you. 

His eyes shifted to your scrunched up face as you gladly took the slight pain that was easily overpowered by the pleasure. 

“Perfect pussy feels so fuckin’ good around me, baby girl. Fuck,” Joel picked up his pace, rhythmically pounding into you. The slap of skin on skin and the wet squelch of your overwhelming arousal filled the room, the sounds nearly pornographic. “Open your mouth, baby.” He instructs, and once again, you oblige. 

He spits directly into your mouth, and you swallow exactly what he gives you. Your pussy throbbed at the action, feeling every ridge and vein he had. 

“Daddy’s so—so fuckin’ big,” You hiccup, pussy clenching tightly as you felt your release slowly building within your core. 

“Yeah? You like when I take care of you like this baby?” 

You nod once more without hesitation. 

“Dirty fuckin’ girl. Fuckin’ love it. For me and only me, baby. My good fuckin’ girl.” His calloused hands move down to your breasts as he  easily kneads the soft flesh, flicking his thumb over your pebbled nipples. He leaned down to take one in his mouth, giving it a slight nip. 

You hissed in pain, but it went straight to your core. Another rush of arousal pooled within you, gritting your teeth down to prevent yourself from screaming. The coil that built up in your core was dangerously close to snapping, and Joel felt it. 

“That’s it, my sweet girl. Cum for me. Wanna feel you.” Joel’s voice was strained once more, teetering on the edge himself. You cried out as your orgasm washed over your body, tingling from the strong waves of pure sensation that struck you. 

His name fell from your lips repeatedly like a chant, and it was only then when you clenched around him once more that he spiraled and lost all control. He stilled, thrusting into you sporadically as he released everything he had into you. 

You sucked in a sharp breath as Joel pulled out of you, plopping next to you on the bed. He pulled you into him and kissed the crown of your head, smiling down at you. 

“Did so good for me, baby.” Joel murmured, rubbing your arm up and down. 

“Thank you.” You say quietly, nuzzling right into his warm body. 

“Told you daddy would always take care of you, didn’t I sweetheart?” He coos, brushing your mascara-tear stained cheek with his thumb. 

“Mhm.” 

Joel chuckles at your completely fucked-out state, sighing as he sits up. He goes to get a washcloth to clean you up, and looks down at you with a sickening smirk after he throws the washcloth in his hamper.

“Which flavor of tea for today, sweetheart? I know that throat is going to be sore by tomorrow.” 

-

tags: @ilovepedro ; @tinygarbage ; @bastardmandennis ; @nostalxgic ; @joelmillers-whore ; @janaispunk ; @joelscurls ; @kajashe ; @hyzer34 ; @littlegrungegirlaf ; @amanitacowboy

#joel miller #joel miller smut #joel miller fic #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller imagines #joel miller one shot #joel miller imagine #joel miller x f!reader #joel miller fanfic #pedro pascal imagines #pedro pascal imagine #pedro pascal one shot

[blackwolfstabs]

30 Day Writing Challenge: Day 29

VACATION

The Core Four go to the beach (but it's all about TARAcon).

based on @michiganstray's headcanon about Tara having her own convention called TARAcon :D (i will link the headcanon once she posts about it)

It was finally summer, and only a few days after college let out for the semester, Sam, Tara, Chad, and Mindy drove down from New York to California. They had planned to stay there for 2 weeks, Martha opening up her home to her children and the Carpenter sisters—whom anyone would’ve thought she’d adopted into the family already—to stay. Taking a plane would’ve been faster, but Sam and Tara hated flying and it was more expensive, so Operation: Road Trip Core Four Style was a go. 

They left New York City on Monday at 7:00 in the morning, drove 14 hours for 2 days, then arrived in Woodsboro, at the Meeks-Martin residence, at around 8:00 at night on Thursday. Sam drove the first day, Mindy on the second, and then Chad finished the last 13 hours. They didn’t own a car in New York, so they rented one, which came out to be a 2013 white, Chevrolet Tahoe. 

And as expected… Chad had to name it. So, for the duration of their vacation, it became known as The Core Four Tour Mobile.

Friday and Saturday had both been chill days with catching up on the past year in NYC, but Sunday, they headed down to the beach to have some fun under the sun.

That was where the Core Four were now…

“What are we even making?” Mindy asked as she clawed another handful of wet sand out from the hole they created to make a base for their sandcastle. 

“Uh, a castle,” Chad replied flatly, clearly conveying an ‘duh, obviously!’ kind of tone.

She rolled her eyes, “Yeah, no shit, Sherlock. I mean, is it something specific? Like, how should we build it?”

To her left, Sam added to the small mound beside her. “TARAcon,” she suggested, sounding rather neutral but actually joking.

However, Tara, who was on the other side of the sand pit, wasn’t joking and immediately looked up with big eyes. “Um… YEEES! This is TARAcon. Tara-approved, so you all better make it the best thing on this beach.” 

TARAcon was something Tara randomly made up one day that was basically a convention including everything Tara-coded and based. Joking around, Tara claimed she had fans because of the social media blow-up about Sam and insisted TARAcon was somewhere they could all hangout with the one-and-only Tara Carpenter. However, she grew fond of the idea, parodying it from the disastrous event, TanaCon, that wreaked havoc on social media in 2018. But TARAcon wouldn’t be anything like TanaCon, Tara assured. She’d make everyone homemade crafts, Chad and Danny would be her security, she’d have a million different snacks and drinks, and she would talk to everyone at some point. 

It’d be great, because it’d be Tara’s.

Mindy nodded with a chuckle. “Alright then. How about these two towers are where people get their tickets to get in?” she pointed to where her and Sam had parallel sand piles.

“Like Admissions,” the eldest of the group put a name on it.

“Yeah, admissions.”

Tara nodded, “Yeah, that’s fine.” She smoothed out a path that led to what looked like an igloo about a foot away from the hole. “This is gonna be a private area… Like, solely VIP. The Core Four Cave.” 

Sam scoffed, “Sounds like a hideout, to me.”

“It is! Well, kind of… it’d be dark in there most times with, like, lights and a lot of other awesome shit. Maybe it’ll have a huge screen, like a media room, where we can watch movies. And we’ll probably have an aquarium in there. It’s really like a multi-purpose cave for us and maybe a few others.” Her younger sister dug out a small entrance to the said-cave. “VIP-access isn’t easy to get at TARAcon.”

Chad glanced up to observe the secret base. “How do you get over there though? There’s no path.” The trail that led to the cave’s entrance was a dead-end right into the pit. 

His girlfriend thought about it for a moment, before shrugging, “I don’t know. We can’t build the actual TARAcon, because I’d need to make blueprints. It’s just a sandcastle, so just know that there’s some secret way to it, okay?”

“Aye-aye, Captain!” was the understood reply. Then, he jumped to a side-note, “Oh, can we name this hole Love, by the way?”

Sam didn’t look up, but her brow furrowed. “Why?”

“So we can watch people fall in Love,” he said, receiving a snicker from Tara. He gestured towards his sister. “Maybe Mindy can find herself a girlfriend at TARAcon.”

Mindy just rolled her eyes and scoffed sarcastically. “Oh, yeah, TARAcon is the place to meet Tara and find the love of your dreams. That’s really promising.”

“Maybe if you met them online first,” Sam added.

She laughed, “Yeah, meet them on Tinder and be like ‘Hey, are you going to TARAcon, we should meet up!’ for real.”

“Hey, don’t judge what goes on at TARAcon!” Tara was covering the dome of the cave with a wet sand design that looked like stacked aggregate concrete pieces. “Anybody can do what they like as long as it’s not illegal, immoral, or stupid.”

This made her older sister share another comment. “Wow, you sound like Mom…”

“Except Mom’s done stuff that falls under all three of those categories, so she’s not allowed into TARAcon.” The younger glanced over to where Chad was digging the hole even deeper and advised, “Chad, baby, you can start building the wall. Gotta have the territory marked, you know?”

Mindy nodded for him. “That’s a good idea. Sam, you wanna start on the wall over there?” From the looks of it, she was close to being done with her tower.

“Yep,” she replied and moved back to branch it off the flank.

That invited Tara to move onto the next idea. “I wish we could keep that car. I’d get a license plate customized for it that says TARAcon.”

Her sister jumped in, “You haven’t even driven it!”

“Yeah, but that would make me drive it.”

“No, we’d need it to say Core Four!” Chad intervened. “We could make all the o’s zeros and the e a 3.”

The youngest huffed, “Okay, fine, but we’d get a sticker that says TARAcon, and it’d go on the back windshield.” She glanced over her shoulder at the Tahoe that had been backed-in to its designated spot. “Actually, if the plate says Core Four, then we should each design a sticker that represents us to go on the back.”

“We’re not keeping the car, guys.” The older Carpenter met the base of the sand-wall with the one Tara made that led to her cave.

“It’s fun to think about though…” Mindy mumbled.

“Yeah, you’re such a mood-killer sometimes, Sam,” Tara groaned.

“I know, but I don’t really care.”

Chad gave a short chuckle, but it was nearly cut off by a loud exclamation from his sister, which caught all of their attention. The built wall that was connecting her tower to her brother’s had collapsed into the pit, the base sliding out from beneath it.

“Oh, nooo!” Tara watched it melt away with a sigh. “It was almost done, too…”

“Sorry, T…” Meeks-Martin tried to hold the last of it together, but she was told to just let it go.

“It’s fine. It wasn’t gonna last forever, anyway.”

“TARAcon’s over-con,” Sam concluded.

Her little sister gave a nasaled scoff, “L.O.L.”

Chad did the same. “More like, S.O.L.”

“Or F.M.L.” was Mindy’s input.

Tara laughed, then pulled the last member into it. “Alright, Sam, you gotta come up with one, too!”

Samantha paused in her contribution to the sandcastle to think about what kind of acronym ended with an L but still fit the subject. “Hmmm…” Then, she smirked, “How about just L? L TARAcon, because this sucks.” She gestured to the crumbled part of the castle.

“Hey!” Tara grew offended at this and threw her next handful of building material in her direction. “You take that back! TARAcon is the best!” It was all in good fun, of course.

Sam jumped back with a small yelp but shook her head, rubbing splattered sand from her cheek away with her shoulder. “No,” she giggled, “I’m not taking that back, it’s true!”

“TARAcon’s the best ever!” the other repeated, mock offense showing past the smile clear on her face. “Say it!” She raised her hand again, another round of sand in her fist, “Or else…”

But it wasn’t taken seriously. “Or else, what? You’re gonna throw sand at me?” She rolled her eyes and put her hands up in fake surrender, “Oh, I’m so scared!”

“Or else, I’m gonna get you!” She threw her sand-ball as she said this. “Say it, Samantha,” she demanded.

“No.” Sam pushed her boundaries as she grabbed some of the sand already placed on the wall, “Welcome to LoserCon!” She flung it in Tara’s direction.

Tara tried to swat it clear, but it didn’t work. “Okay, you asked for it!” she growled and lunged for her, “Get over here!”

“No!” Her big sister twisted to not be caught and got up to bolt away. “You guys heard it here, Tara’s a loser and so is her convention!” she hollered over her shoulder. “You’ve all been juked!”

The said-ressembler of that remark raced after her. “Chad! You’re TARAcon security, what are you doing?!” she barked, “ATTACK!”

And Chad was up in a flash. “TARAcon security incoming! Loyalty breach! LOYALTY BREACH!” His legs were longer than both sisters’, so he was able to catch up and gain speed like a predator to prey.

“Target: Sam Carpenter!” Tara howled, hot on her boyfriend’s heels as he passed her up. 

Sam’s lungs were in a struggle between balancing breathing and laughing at the same time, so all that was heard from her was the product of breathless laughter.

And so, the chase was on to defend TARAcon, leaving Mindy to figure she might as well start picking up all of the shovels and buckets so they could head home afterwards. The sun was starting to make its way towards the horizon, and the drive back would take 45 minutes, at least. They had told Martha they’d be home before dark. So, once the puppies had chased each other ‘til they couldn’t anymore, they’d be leashed up for the day.

And that’s exactly what happened.

The TARAcon sandcastle was left to spend the rest of the day standing with the stubbornness of a mule, just like its owner, who had fallen asleep rather quickly on the road back to the Meeks-Martin’s. Both twins had also crashed in their seats, Mindy behind the passenger seat, where Chad was. His sunglasses blocked out the ability to see that his eyes were closed, but Sam knew. The oldest of the Core Four had one hand glued to the steering wheel, while the other held her head as she leaned against the car door. The highway was fast, but clear and quiet. And that time alone allowed her to go down Memory Lane to when she would babysit the twins and Tara. How they’d be wild and crazy and then drag her into their foolishness. There were days when they’d run themselves down into the night. Then, they’d go inside to wait for Martha to show up and Christina or Mr. Carpenter to get home. 

And Tara, Chad, and Mindy would all fall asleep on the sofa before then, leaving Sam to wait the longest for rest.

Even after all this time… some things never change.

ONE MORE DAY TO GO AAAAHHHHHH

idk how i feel about this one but it's lighthearted and fun soooooo

All my best and more ♡ - parker

#scream #scream v #scream vi #sam carpenter #tara carpenter #carpenter sisters #chad meeks martin #mindy meeks martin #the core four! #core fuckin four #ao3 #ao3 writer #ao3 author #ao3 fanfic #scream fanfic #30 day writing challenge #vacation #TARACON #AU: All My Heart

[sweatervest-obsessed]

Secrets, Secrets

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader.

WC: 1.2k

TW: Heavy make out, semi-public making out, hot hot Steve Harrington. Foreplay, but not smut.

A/N: Some sexy sexy Steve for your Wednesday night.

“She’s going to fucking kill us.” You giggled out, slotting your lips back in between his. 

“No.” He mumbled, pushing you into the wall even more, leg slotting between yours for support, among other reasons. “She’ll kill you. She just won’t talk to me for a few days” 

You huffed, causing him to pull his lips away. 

“Babygirl…” He whispered, kissing up your jaw and slowly making his way to your neck. 

You tried to ignore the way the nickname went straight to your core, and bit your lip to keeop the sigh stuck in your throat. 

He slowly pulled you impossibly closer up his thigh. The feeling of his breath fanning over your neck caused you to lean your head back against the wall. 

“Fuck. Steve.” You whined his name, closing your eyes, and tugging on his hair, causing him to moan against your neck. 

“Sweetheart.” He grumbled. “We have to be quiet or she’s gonna get pissed.” 

You shoved his chest slightly, causing him to detach from your neck, but still staying pretty fucking close. His pupils were dilated, and his lips were red and puffy from kissing you for the past five minutes. 

“Don’t give me a fuckin hickey then.” 

“Mouth gorgeous.”

“Oh please.” You rolled your eyes, tugging on your bottom lip with your teeth. You couldn’t help your self. He just looked so fucking good. And you promised your favorite cousin you would not sleep with Steve Harrington. But fuck, he was delicious. “You love my mouth.”

“You’re fuckin’ dirty.” Steve bit his bottom lip as he eyed your lips.

You grinded up against him, tugging on his hair again. “Never heard you complain about that before.” 

Steve had shown up to the bar in these jeans that hugged his ass in the most delectable way possible, and this tight button up with the sleeves cuffed right at his biceps, making you all but drool when he came up to your group. 

The look of surprise on his face when he saw you was definitely worth it. 

He quickly hugged Robin and Eddie, saying his hellos. But then he turned to you. 

“Hiya Princess.” Steve whispered in your ear as he gave you a hug, causing you to try and hide the blush growing on your cheeks as you pulled away. “Robin didn’t mention that you were in town…” 

“I’m actually in town for the whole summer. I got in this morning…” 

Steve’s tongue poked the inside of his cheek. “Huh. Good to know.” 

You bit the inside of your cheek and smile at him. “It’s good to see you too Steve.” It was going to be a long night. 

Robin watched this entire interaction, alongside Eddie. She had enough of the blatant flirting so she chugged her drink and grabbed your arm. 

You barely had time to truly ogle Steve up close before Robin had dragged you over to the bar to get another round for everyone. She ordered the drinks before turning and snapping in your face. 

“No.” 

“What?”

“You know the rules. You are not allowed to sleep with him.” 

You groaned and rolled your eyes. “You think so poorly of me Robs.” 

“Yeah, well I know you, and I know him. It’s not happening. Are we clear?” 

“Robin, we’re not seventeen anymore. I’m twenty-one, he’s twenty-two, we’re both adults.” 

“But I said no. I don’t want my favorite cousin and my best friend sleeping together because if it doesn’t work out, I do not want to deal with the bullshit between you two.” 

“Robs…”

“Y/n I’m serious.” 

“Yeah Yeah Fine.” You sighed and grabbed four of the glasses set down in front of you, walking back over to the table where her friends were. 

“If she didn’t want me to fuck you then she should’ve told you to show up in a fucking prom dress then.” You grinded against his leg slightly, causing him to squeeze your waist. “But you probably looked fuckable in that too.” 

“You think I’d look hot in a prom dress.” 

You shoved his arm slightly and laughed a bit. “Steve Harrington, You could be wearing a garbage bag and still somehow be voted People’s hottest man of the year.”

“You’re gonna make me blush gorgeous.” He mumbled, kissing your neck again.  

Once you and Robin had distributed the beverages, you watched as Eddie took the stage. 

The group had eventually abandoned the table and were the first ones dancing in the crowd. You and Robin would lip sync to the songs you know, or drunkenly scream words of encouragement to Eddie and his band while they performed. 

Once more people started to join in, Steve managed to covertly keep a hand on your waist or even dance with you subtly enough that Robin wouldn’t think anything of it. Robin was drunk enough that she didn’t see any of it, or if she did, she thought it was a trick of the light. 

Eventually it was packed, shoulder to shoulder causing you to lose sight of Robin. You had been dancing with Steve fully at that point, singing at one another and dancing up against each other. You had decided this was the moment to maybe sneak off. 

“I’m gonna run to the bathroom.” You yelled out to him, trying to be heard over the noise. 

He nodded at you and watched as you slid through the crowd off towards the the bathrooms. He waited until the song ended before following the same path you took.

“I have to get back because if she sees we’re both missing…” 

Steve laughed as he kissed you again. “If you're that worried about it then go.” 

You stayed right there, grabbing his collar and kissing him fiercely. 

“If she finds out—” You moaned softly into his mouth, cutting off whatever thought you were in the middle of saying. 

Steve had grabbed your waist and slowly started grinding up against you, almost dragging you up and down his thigh. He smirked at the moan and kissed down your jaw, back to your neck. 

Your hand made its way into his hair and you pulled on it, partially to regain some control of the situation, but also because you wanted to hear the pretty little moan that came out of his mouth when you did. 

“Princess…” He warned and you kissed his neck softly, trailing your lips up to his neck. 

You released your hold on his hair and kissed him. The tone of this kiss was definitely different then the past five minutes where you had basically almost fucked each other up against this wall. It caused Steve to falter for a minute, dropping his thigh, but not loosening his grip on your waist. 

He pulled away after a moment, a slight smile on his face. “What was that for…” 

You shrugged and wrapped your arms around his neck. “Want me to do it again?” 

Steve didn’t answer you, and instead kissed you again, pushing his whole body into yours. The two of you stayed like that for the next minute, slowly making out with one another. There was no rush, only languid kisses and tongues lazily exploring each other.

Robin was going to kill the both of you for a myriad of reasons. 

But you were about to jump off a building anyways, since you were sure you were starting to fall for Steve Harrington. 

#x reader #steve harrington smut #steve harrington imagine #steve stranger things #steve harrington oneshot #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x reader one shot #steve harrington x fem!reader #steve harrington x reader angst #steve harrington x reader smut #steve harrington x y/n fluff #steve harrington fanfiction #Steve harrington angst #Steve Harrington angst #Steve Harrington one shot

[shotmrmiller]

I know I had already popped up earlier, but the last focus was about the PetAU, and it do be givin' me thoughts, though...

Just Mr Simon 'I'm never fuckin' jealous' 'Ghost' Riley finding a nice, pretty thing that he's been dating for a about, say.. a year and some months. He has Riley, sweet pup that he is, and he would have dropped you if Riley didn't like you. Thank the Gods that Riley found you acceptable, and you accepted the pooch back! Hurrah!

Yet.. a problem at the same time. Your attention was on the dog, telling the dog 'good boy', smooching the dogs face, giving the dog attention, attention, attention.. He wasn't fuckin' jealous.. So what is the reason why you come back home, having dropped Riley off at a few-day long doggy daycare at Simon's request, and find him on his knees, naked, wearing nothing but dog ears, a collar and- holy shit, was that a tail plug??

"Go on then, love. Tell me I'm a good boy."

this is so so tasty.

You've never mentioned it to Simon because you didn't want to scare him away with the fact that you liked to pet play, as both a pet and a handler.

But here he was, giving himself to you on a glistening silver platter, and there was no way you were going to pass this up.

He's your good boy, now— so you told him as such.

"You are just so precious." You crouched in front of his kneeled form and cupped his large face in your dainty hands. "Aren't you the most handsome pup ever? Hm?"

Simon's face flushes with the praise you shower him with— you can feel his skin warm under your touch— but you can't even control it now. The words spill from your mouth like water out of a faucet.

"Such a big, strong boy. You look like a wrestler, but I bet all the money in the world that you're a nuzzler. Just a soft, kind dog that wants love and attention, yeah?"

You're babbling at this point, but Simon is glowing under your admiration, and he looks so good on all fours. With a gentle, "Stay," you start to trail your fingers from his furry ears down— his spine arching under your touch and back muscles rippling under his skin— until you reach his thick tail.

"If this was real, I've no doubt it would be wagging, smacking me in the face. Isn't that right, handsome?"

Coiling the tip of his tail around two fingers, you give it a slight pull, and soothe him with a palm of your hand on his arsecheek when he hisses at the sensation.

"Oh, I know, sweetheart, I know. You look so good in this; I simply couldn't resist. Now sit for me, pup."

Simon sits back on his folded legs, hands resting in between his thick thighs, and you chuckle when you notice his erection at full mast, tip slick as it leaks precum.

"Want me to help you with that?"

He only stares at you, half-lidded eyes dark, swirling with lust.

"Speak."

Simon barks once.

"Good boy, handsome."

He can't stop the whine that slithers out from behind his clenched teeth when you wrap your hand around his fat, heavy cock and give him a squeeze.

Shushing him, you give him a few painfully slow pumps— skin bunching up on the upstroke— and press your thumb lightly on his slit.

"Your knees may be padded, but mine aren't," you hinted.

Getting up with a slight groan, a rub to your achy knees, and with one scrape of your nails on his head, you command him.

"Heel."

As you make your way towards the bedroom, the sound of his collar tinkling with each movement he makes sends a jolt to your throbbing core— arousal already dampening your knickers.

Simon barking is sending me into a tizzy i don't think you understand

#simon ghost riley #call of duty

[kentoberry]

the chain — toji fushiguro.

about · toji doesn't tame brats, he breaks them.

content · [ 18 + content ; minors dni] · female reader · brat taming · toys · heavy d3gradation & name calling · age gap (toji in his 40s, reader in their 20s) · daddy kink · f1ngering · mention of f1sting · p-ssy slapping · dumbification · dacryphilia.

"fuckin' brat," toji spat, huffing as he pushed you back onto his unmade sheets. "yer always fucking testin' my patience, doll..."

he stalked around to his bedside table, pulling something out of the drawer before returning to you. he ran a large hand up your thigh, watching you shiver under his piercing gaze. it made you forget what you'd done to misbehave, fear and excitement alike swallowing you whole.

"none of that squirmin', ya hear me?" toji threatened. when you didn't reply, he roughly gripped your chin and forced you to look at him. "i'm not fuckin' around, sweetheart. gonna be a good girl f'me and take it, ain't ya? fucking answer me."

the seriousness lacing his tone made you feel faint, and you struggled to utter a little whimper of "yes, daddy!" before toji had his way with you. he lifted one of your legs to meet his waist, giving him better access to your dripping cunt. he slapped it a couple of times for good measure, feeling you up before stuffing two of his fingers into you. the man didn't bother giving you a chance to adjust, instead fucking you ruthlessly and swearing about how filthy you were.

you couldn't help but squeal as toji worked on stretching your hole open, preparing you for what you assumed would be his cock. each movement from him was rough, enough to make you tear up a little, but you had no plans on uttering your safe word any time soon.

before you could even comprehend it, toji was three... no, four... fingers deep inside of you. you felt dizzy, babbling that you were close to cumming.

"don't you fuckin' dare, brat. i'm far from done with ya." with an irked sigh, toji removed his fingers from you. within a flash, he picked up the item that he'd retrieved from his drawer: his fleshlight. sure, he hadn't needed to use it in a while as having a slutty girlfriend such as yourself means he gets an easy lay, but he kept it nonetheless.

after a drizzle of lube along the handle of the toy, toji bit the bullet and began working it into your warm pussy. despite the fact that he was slow and gentle with his movements, doing his best not to hurt you, his words were a stark contrast.

"fuckin' whore, so eager to take anything in yer loose cunt, eh?"

"maybe later i'll see if i can fit my fist in ya, surely that'd ruin this pussy f'r anyone else you ever wanna fuck,"

"look at ya squirm, brat. ya like havin' an old man break yer nasty cunt, yeah?"

each syllable sent sparks flying to your core; toji knew exactly what you liked best and was using it against you. before you could even comprehend it, toji's fleshlight was stuffed in your pussy, occassionally shifting as your walls subconsciously clamped down around it. he wore a shit eating grin as he slapped the fat tip of his cock against you clit, causing you to jolt a little. it must've been your on switch, toji thought, because you started whining and begging for him to fuck you properly immediately afterwards.

"shh, sweetheart," he drawled, cupping your cheek as he feigned benevolence. "ya know i don't tolerate that bratty ass of yours. i better break it before ya go pickin' up bad habits. surely yer smart enough ta understand." he tapped your cheek then moved his hands back to your thighs. after swiftly aligning his cock with his toy, he started to fuck it.

at first, each thrust was tender. he watched your every expression to ensure that he had neither gone too far or was causing you extreme discomfort, and once he was satisfied, he sped up.

a string of curses fell from toji's lips as he found his pace, smirking at the tears staining your cheeks as you became reduced to a point beyond cohesion — it was as though the only phrases contained in your pretty little mind were "daddy" and "more". he couldn't help himself from running a thumb over your wet cheek and proceeding to lick the salty tears off of his digit. he was being downright nasty with you, fucking his toy hard enough that he was already nearing his release. the sound of his heavy balls slapping against your ass complimented your cries so perfectly.

"where d'ya want my cum, sweets?" he asked, hoping you were still of sound enough mind to answer.

it took you a moment and your voice was meek, but you managed to croak out a small "in me, daddy."

the glint in his eyes would have told you he had other plans, but your vision was instead clouded by tears.

toji slowly pried his fleshlight out of your dripping pussy, though instead of replacing it with his cock, he left you high and dry. the man picked up the toy and pumped his cock a few more times before pulling out, tapping your clit once again, and spilling his load all over your used cunt. it only resulted in more sobs and mewls from you, with toji instead leaning closer to you and hissing in your ear:

"only good toys get daddy's cum."

#kentoberryposts #toji smut #toji fushiguro smut #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #toji x reader #toji fushiguro x reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #toji x you

[ryomens-vixen]

SUKUNA FLUFF! + HEADCANONS

Summary: It's more like we're "comforting" him.

Mentions: Sukuna being vulgar as usual, unwanted child, pregnancy, SA, 🤏 NSFW, Angst? idk what else. Good luck.

Word count: Ion fuckin know sis, reblog & ❤ please.

Lord Ryomen doesn't usually talk about his personal life as it was never important to him at all. Who were you, a mere concubine, a toy to him, to question him about anything regarding his life before this temple, before these servants, before he was given the name "King Of Curses".

One day you were leaving his room as you did almost every night after an the usual escapade of skin slapping, animalistic groans, moaning that could've been mistaken for ritualistic chanting. You were his favorite after all, but you couldn't help over hearing some of the head servants discussing the childhood of the four armed man you had just laid with.

"Do you think Master Ryomen... May have fallen for that one concubine he sends for almost more than he does the others?"

"You bet mind your tone, unless you want to be dismantled like the rest, we done want urame telling the Lord now do we..."

"I.. I deeply apologize, but doesn't it-"

"Absolutely, not! Master Ryomen is incapable of loving someone. If you can even consider favoritism as some form of love, then fine. But in love? Preposterous- Master Ryomen wasn't ever loved as a baby not by his mother or father. So what on earth makes you think he could love anyone?"

"Ah.. I suppose you have a point..."

"Of course I do, besides, THAT concubine is an odd one it wouldn't be long till he's tired of her and casts her aside like his other old toys. If you think about Master Ryomen is like a man child of some sorts, we take care of him, bring him new toys all for him to break them when he gets bored, then we're stuck cleaning up the mess..."

Just listening to the way his own servants speak amongst themselves about the man they serve made your heart absolutely ache. If he truly was never graced with the loving touch of a mother and father, then that must explain a lot of his behaviors. Were you truly his favorite? If that were true then it is an honor to be favorited by such a powerful entity, but it didn't make your heart pity and ache for him any less.

Every since you were brought to his temple as an offering from the village you had grown up in- All the stories that had been told about the king of curses ravaging, Pillaging, completely massacring villages, towns, anyone, and anybody in his path. Sacrifices of children, women and any alike were made to please him and keep him at bay.. Everyone feared him, but you.

The village you grew up in...a village full of men, where had all the women gone you always wondered, but that could only be answered by one thing.. They were sacrificed as well. Ryomen was your salvation in the hell hole that was this village..all they did was use you for the most dirtiest, filthiest, most deranged desires it was far worse than anything Ryomen could ever put you through.

Being a Toy for him for the best thing life could have ever offered to you, many think that this would be something unfortunate, but you.. You loved every bit of it just was much as you had come to love The King of curses himself. Always gentle with him even though he is always very rough with his playthings, showering him with the utmost respect, affection, and adoration. This all left Sukuna quite...perplexed. Why we're you not begging for your life? Why did you not put of a fight with him while being balls deep in your tight core? Why were you always so happy to see him? So kind? So caring? To be honest it made him needy in a way- just like tonight when he kick you out of his chambers.. He didn't actually want you to leave, but was too stubborn to say so. He wanted you by his side at all times and even caught himself fantasizing about massacring the other concubines so that he may have only you to himself.

Sukuna found himself feeling rather the disgusted when the other would dote onto him or throw themselves at him in a sorry attempt of gaining his "affection."

While he laid in bed poundering deep into thought about the current events, about the tightness in his chest he got every time you came into thought. It was all interrupted by his chamber doors bursting opening as he sat up in bed completely ok guard his intense gaze met your watery eyes.

"Women, I thought I told you to-"

"Lord Ryomen! Please hear me even if it's only for a second, I-"

"Oh? You choose now to beg for your precious life? Well, go on amuse me why don't you."

"Lord Ryomen... I- I love you! And not as a means of trying to gain your affection. I know you may not truly grasp the concept of...my feelings for you, but they are true. At least to me- "

The sound of your confession was nearly drowned out by the rapid beating of his heart, his chest only became tighter after hear those three words- it disgusted him. To know he was loved? No no that's not it- to know that deep down even though it confused him, caused him great uneasiness, worry even- it angered him to no end on the inside.. Why? Why did he feel this? He was no longer human and yet- Ryomen's heart it still beat? It still felt? It was the cause of these unwanted feelings, this need to be more gentle, this want to utter those three words that it impossible for him to not gag at the thought of them falling from his lips. Oh how he just wanted to rip his own heart out and dispose of it, but what would be the point? Would he still long for her gentle touch? To hear her call out his name as the two made "Love" to one another? To see that heart warming smile she wore every time he called for her?

"I know I'm just a peasant.. A toy for your entertainment, but Lord Ryomen I swear to you my feelings for you are true. I do not fear your touch, your power, or your presence in the slightest for I have been through worse... More than anyone can imagine. So until the day you are bored of me- I want you to know that you are more than just The King Of Curses, to me..you are my salvation, my home. You deserve to be respected because of how powerful you are- not out fear.. My Lord this is your playground and we are merely the pests that reside in it."

After some time, the only thing that could be heard was the silence between the two. Having stared at him to long- your hands clasped together, head bowing staring directly at your feet. Ryomen did not utter a single word or demand your way.. Just a long drawn out stare- hell if you were still looking you would be able to see the unreadable expression smeared across his face, but all you could do was stand there in a bow only to then heard the shuffling of his bed sheets to his feet gracing the floor as he stood up out of bed.

For a moment the thought of your life being over was the last thing to cross your mind out of any other thoughts until he finally spoke sounding as amused as ever.

"Hmm, did you rehearsal that? Y'know I'm not to fond of plays, but my, my, did a shitty little pest such as yourself put on quite the show for me? It what I would say if I were any amused-"

Did you mess up? He spoke in a more annoyed tone this time- maybe.. Maybe he's pulling your leg. Or maybe...

"Say it again-"

What? Was your first thought.

"That.. I am just a peasant-"

"No, no you incompetent pile of flesh- your affection. Say. It. Again."

"I- I love you, Lord Ryomen even if you are incapable of harboring those feelings yours i-"

That was it, all the fuel he needed to aggressively take you into his four arms, his lips crashing directly into yours, it was sloppy, but full of passionate. He squeezed your body so tightly it began to hurt even, but anything, anything to stop his heart from beating the way it did for you, and yet it only beats faster. Ryomen's entire life as he knew it changed so drastically that night, going from an unwanted child...to someone who was loved to deeply by one person. It not that he cared for it being feared by all was the best feeling imaginable for him it was better than being loved, but by you? It meant so much more he couldn't even begin to grasp it, but he knew that eventually that would be no way of hiding the way he felt much longer. He NEEDED you, he CRAVED you, if he could you could be the air that he breathes, but his pride and ego was far to big for that.

"Say it again-"

He held you down by your wrists and waist, his grip was so tight that you could almost feel yourself bruising like a fruit. Yet when you look up at him the expression he held was quite soft versus the threatening tone of his demand.

"I.. Love you, Lord Ryomen."

"Again!"

"I love you!"

"...Again"

"I love you... Ryomen Sukuna."

You feel the grip he had on your wrists letting up enough for there to be some wiggle room. His face became quite deadpanned the more he demanded you to say it "Again." Placing both your hands gently upon his cheeks giving them a repeated caress with your thumbs.

"My Lord, I love you."

"Again.. Y/N"

"I Love you."

"...."

"I love you."

"...."

"Ryomen..I love you."

He breath hitched, something about his eyes bothered him, they burned as he stared at his beloved concubine.

"What... What the hell are you some kind of witch? A damned sorcerer? W-what the hell are you doing to me-"

"I've done nothing, but love you my Lord, I could never dream of harming someone as- My- My Lord are you...?"

"Shut up, wench! You know you are at my mercy? I could tear you limb, from limb."

"Then I'll accept my fate, I love you..."

Oh your fate was sealed alright, in an unexpected turn of events.

[Now for some Dad!Kuna shall we?]

Dad!Kuna who was quite opposed to having a child of his own, but later convinced himself that it'd be best to have an heir to terrorize the world whenever he left this world.

Dad!Kuna who secretly hoped for you to birth him a son as he wasn't to find of the thought of having a daughter...or so he thought.

Dad!Kuna who desperately wanted to hold you in his strong arms thinking it would ease the pain from the labor you were going into. The sound of your pained screams did not sit well with him at all, this new feeling of... Anxiety washed over him as he waited upon his throne of bones.

Dad!Kuna who perked up at the shriek like cries of his new born baby, as much as he wished to dash into the room to see his new born child, he was overcome by his pride and worn an uninterested face to keep his reputation intact.

Dad!Kuna who looked even more disinterested when told that he has a beautiful healthy daughter, a damn daughter, how is a women suppose to rule? Terrorize? Be feared? He thought. Great- just great- this is now at all what he wanted.

Dad!Kuna who never once held his daughter, let alone taken care of her. But glanced at her a few times. One time he had followed you in the child's bedroom as she began to cry at dead of night- when he took a long look at his daughter, she looked like a combination of the both of you..beautiful. He huffed, and went back to his chambers only to be greeted by you and his weeping daughter who you just couldn't seem to get back to sleep.

"Ryomen do you mind holding our little Angel while I go fetch her blankie?"

"Ugh..." He grumbled allowing you to place "angel" on his chest as you rushed to find her blankie. Sukuna had a pout across his face as he watch Angel go from weeping and squirming around on his chest like some sort of worm to a little soft whimper as she began to calm down. Maybe it was the sound of his beating heart that soothed his fussy daughter or maybe it was the comfort of his intense presence. As long as she was done crying then he'd allow it, placing a hand on her small back almost as if he were guarding her from God knows what. Sukuna stared at his daughter in contentment.

Secretly, you stood off to the side of your doorway as you had already started to pick up on Sukuna being the source of your daughter's comfort. Even though he seemed to have no interest in her, your Angel seemed to be quite connected to her father, it was quite cute to witness.

Dad!Kuna who would dread the days where you would leave him with the baby to take care of outside business away from the temple, and as much as he would like to turn his daughter's care over to his servants, he just couldn't stand the thought of you leaving alone.

Dad!Kuna who would rest atop of his throne only to be startled by the shrieking of his "Angel", but this cry wasn't like the others, it sounded like nails against a chalkboard it made him want to tear out of own his as he angrily made his way to the bedroom she was left in. She's just a baby, she doesn't know any better, she'll grow onto you. These words Sukuna tried to keep in mind as you have said them time and time again as he scooped her up into his four arms trying to gently bounce her how he saw you do once or twice.

"Shut up-"

"I said Stop your excessive whaling!"

There was a brief moment of silence after he yelled at her, those wet, big, beady eyes staring back at him, then the crying started up again, but much much louder sending Sukuna in a slight panic as he just couldn't think of what to do except lay down with her on his chest.

"Shhh.. Shhh.. I- ugh I'm here, stop fucking crying already."

"Daddy's here.."

Dad!Kuna who fell asleep guarding his little angel on his, waking up a few times whenever she would wriggle, or kick her little feet, or grab at him chest.

Dad!Kuna who would barely allow you or anyone to hold her unless she needed to be changed or fed, he just felt this animalistic urge to protect his little baby girl from anything and everything.

Dad!Kuna would praise her for every little achievement, a big burp, pissing on a servant, learning how to crawl. Sometimes he would place her on the floor and watch as she would crawl after him frantically, sukuna found this so amusing in the cutest way possible even her little frustrated baby noises were cute to him.

Dad!Kuna who would sometimes let her play with his stomach mouth.

Dad!Kuna would laugh maniacally at her attempts of mimicking his intimidating growls and bellowing whenever he was annoyed or displeased.

Dad!Kuna who hated hearing his little girl cry for him each time he left the temple to do what? Cause mayhem? Her little "Dada!" Would absolutely tug at his heart. Her screams for him as he pushed on made him want to turn back and just hold her in his arms.

Dad!Kuna who would encourage her to walk on her own and to not cry when she fails because she is strong like her father.

Dad!Kuna who would one day insist- no no demand that you give him another for no other reason than "continuing his bloodline" when really he wanted another child because he was absolutely in love with the first one that he need to have a second as he was getting a handle on this whole Fatherhood thing.

Dad!Kuna would tell his daughter stories of his reign of terror as if she could even remotely understand a word that came out if his mouth.

#jujutsu kaisen #jujustsu kaisen x reader #ryomen sukuna #jjk #jjk drabbles #jjk x reader #ryomen sukuna x reader #sukuna x you #sukuna #sukuna fluff #sukuna angst

[babygorewhore]

Sweet girl.

You find your crush and best friend in a very…interesting place one night.

Okay. Wow so there’s no plot. Only filth and a horny demon got ahold of me and literally possessed me. I have no explanation. Thank you to @xxhellfirebunnyxx for beta reading and dealing with my whore ways.

Warnings! Uhhh…all of it-Jerking off to clothes, degrading, blowjob, unprotected sex, 3SUM, insulting, recording porn, spanking, slapping. If I missed any I mean it’s filthy. Dark! JJ AND dark!rafe!

The last thing you expected was to see your crush in your bedroom, Rafe Cameron with your new pair of panties. He was smelling them and you saw his hand inside his pants. You also really didn’t expect to see your best friend and roommate JJ Maybank with your pillow with his own pants down.

You shrieked and they both jumped slightly.

“What the fuck is going on??” your jaw was hanging open and you expected them to humbly explain what the hell was going on. They were enemies. Sworn enemies at that. And your crush on Rafe was a secret.

But JJ rushed over to you and grabbed your throat. Squeezing lightly. “Don’t act so surprised, baby. We both know you want us.”

“Your little friend decided to tell me you’ve been eye fucking me. And how else would I get in here and steal all this shit?” Rafe also stood and approached you.

Oh god. It was like they read your mind about your darkest and most private fantasy. Your core soaked through your underwear underneath your skirt. Your nipples hardened as JJ slammed you against the wall, his cock clearly aroused and Rafe was smirking next to him.

“Aw, look. She can’t stop squeezing her thighs together. Sure she can take us?” JJ asked Rafe, casting a brief glance at him.

“Yeah, she can. We’re gonna break her and she’s gonna like it.” Rafe growled. He reached over and grabbed your shirt, pulling you to the ground.

Your pussy was so wet it dripped down your legs as you sank to your knees.

“That’s it, sweet girl. You’re gonna swallow all my cum and then he’s gonna stretch that pretty pussy.” Rafe ordered and you immediately pulled his cock out his pants. He groaned as it slapped against his stomach and you held the weight in your hands and swiped your thumb around the precum tip.

“Fuck, baby girl. This is so much better than stealing your clothes. Spread your legs. Wanna see your messy cum.” JJ said with his hand wrapping around your hair and shoving your forward, not giving your throat a moment to prepare as you took Rafe in your mouth.

He hit the back of your throat as your lips sucked him slowly and your tongue worked the tip at the same time. You tried not to gag as you felt JJ knelt down, his hand finding your pussy as your knees were spread. His fingers circled your clit and you found yourself slacking as Rafes pace stopped and he pulled out.

JJ lightly smacked your cheek from behind with his non-sticky fingers and he gripped your jaw. “We didn’t say you could fucking slow down.” He growled.

“Now I’m gonna fuck you and you’re gonna suck him off. If you slow down, we won’t cum and we’ll leave. We know how much you wanna be our little fuck slave.”

His filthy words made you choke on a moan as Rafe slammed his cock back into your mouth as JJ pulled you onto all fours, his own dick pressing into your pussy. The skin of Rafe’s cock was sopping wet from your drool as your eyes rolled back from both the pleasure of hearing him moan and JJ’ slamming into you from the back.

They both pulled your hair so hard you thought they’d rip it out.

“She’s such a dirty little whore, isn’t she? Our little bitch.” Rafe grunted, his hips thrusting rhythmically.

“Fuck, she’s so hot. You should see yourself right now, sweet girl. Let us both use your holes.” JJ then digs his fingers into your ass.

Rafe was about to spill into your mouth before he pulled out, allowing his cum to coat the lower half of your chin and neck. But he didn’t stop there, he viciously smeared his cum into your mouth with his fingers, “Fucking choke on it, dumb slut.”

JJ was relentless as he pounded into you, you were so wet you heard squelching sounds through the room as he slapped your ass, “Don’t. Fucking. Cum.” he barked as he felt your movements start to curl.

Rafe pulled out his phone as your eyes rolled back from JJ pulling out and slamming back in, filling you up to the hilt balls deep. “Now we have our own little video don’t we?” Rafe’s flash went off as you almost screamed.

“That’s it, fucking scream for us. Think we were gonna just stop?” JJ taunted as Rafe threw him a pair of your panties.

He shoved them into your mouth as your fingers tried to balance yourself as he rutted, close to his peak. Your eyes were dripping with tears as you moaned against the material. Rafe laughed cruelly and knelt down.

“Did you think we’d let you get away with it? Hiding your little obsession with us?” He mocked. “Oh, you poor little bunny. Thinking we wouldn’t know.”

“You’re so pathetic.” JJ grunted before you felt him spill inside you, bringing you both to orgasm as your stomach tightened and then released.

“Look at her go…that didn’t take long.” Rafe chuckled darkly. JJ released you, right into Rafe’s arms as he picked you up by your underarms and tossed you on the bed.

He crawled over you, his eyes dark and brooding. “You still gonna be all nice and tight for me, little girl?” You peaked and saw JJ holding his own phone as he pocketed the pair of underwear on the floor.

“Yes-“ you tried to speak but he slammed into you, his cock stretching you out painfully and deliciously. Your wet pulsing cunt took him greedily.

“God, look at you. Now, you’re being good, huh? You wanna please daddy?” Rafe taunted between breaths. JJs eyes were dark too, a jaded shade of blue.

“Hey, stay awake for us, baby. This took a lot of planning.” He called out.

You nodded between crying. It felt so good you saw stars. Rafe continued moving harder, his hands pinning yours above your head as his forehead rested on yours, his spit fell in your mouth.

“This is just the fucking start, baby.”

You came for the second time with a scream and he emptied inside you, milking it out as the aftershock hit you both. You violently panted as he removed his cock but stayed above you.

“You’re gonna let us in anytime we want, got it? You’re not gonna complain. You’re going to be good. Do you understand us? And if you think your little best friend over there is gonna take it easy on you?” Rafe shook his head. “You couldn’t be more wrong.”

“Yeah, sweetheart. I know you don’t have anything else planned tonight except for being our cum slut.”

@xxbutdaddyilovehimxx @marchsfreakshow @slvt4jamesmarch @imyourdaninow @take-everything-you-can @drewstarkeyslut @emsgoodthinkin @ifeeltoofuckingmuch @redhead1180

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