DARREN TREACY + LOSS OF VIRGINITY.
† word count: 1.2k
† tags/warnings: Darren x f!reader, virgin!reader, unprotected sex, fingering (f!receiving), dubcon - both reader and Darren have been drinking, reader is younger than Darren (implied she’s just turned of age)
† a/n: this one’s for you @sotcher0jeax ;p
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“Mmm, you taste like whiskey,” you giggled, drawing Darren’s bottom lip between your teeth and sucking, your fingers tightening around the lapels of his jacket. Groaning under his breath Darren reluctantly broke the kiss, leaning back against the bar to look at you—starry eyed and more than a little tipsy.
“Dazza–!” you whined, chasing his lips as he pulled away, only to lose your balance and fall against his chest.
“Careful there, love,” he murmured, his hands going to your waist to steady you.
“Let’s get outta here,” you begged, your voice slurring as your hands slid down his chest.
“I should get yeh home,” he countered instead, catching your wrist. “It’s gettin’ late–”
His words cut off abruptly as your other hand found its destination, and you palmed him through his loose jeans, feeling him stiffen at your touch.
“I don’t have a curfew any longer,” you pointed out coyly, massaging him a moment longer before pulling your hand away, watching his eyes dilate with want.
“You’re too young for me,” he argued, desperately trying to hold out. “Plus, you’re drunk–”
“So’re you,” you countered, zeroing in, going for the kill. “And it’s not like you’re that much older than me, Darren Treacy. Don’t deny that you want me, that you’ve been thinkin’ about fuckin’ me.”
He opened his mouth, searching for another excuse he didn’t really want to make.
“‘Sides, it’s my birthday,” you purred, and Darren’s breath hitched as you leaned in to whisper in his ear. “I wanna lose my virginity tonight. Will y’help me with that?”
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Stumbling into Darren’s bed, he fell with you, kissing you deeply as you pawed at his clothes, wanting to feel his warm skin against yours.
Rearing back to oblige your impatience, he ripped his shirt over his head and you bit your lip as you let your eyes explore his bare chest. He didn’t give you long to admire, however, before his mouth was once more on yours, kissing you deeper as his hands mapped your body, undressing you hastily.
Once you were down to your knickers, Darren pulled back once more to catch his breath and you stretched beneath him tantalizingly, resting your hands back just above your head, wanting him to look.
“Y’sure about this?” he asked, his adam’s apple bobbing in the darkness.
“I’m sure,” you breathed, holding his gaze. You’d wanted him ever since you’d laid eyes on him. You’d fantasized about this every time you’d touched yourself. “I want yeh so bad, Darren.”
Groaning softly at your words, he slipped his fingers beneath the sides of your panties and eased them down your legs. “You’re so beautiful,” he breathed and the awe in his voice made your heart skip a beat.
“Has anyone… touched you before?” he asked, his hands hovering over your bare skin and you shook your head.
“Not like this.”
Darren’s tongue darted across his lips before he bit down, stifling a moan. Circling your waist with his callused hands, his thumbs rubbed circles into your skin before his palms slid higher, cupping your breasts reverantly before leaning over to press his lips above your heart, trailing them across your chest as he fondled you, coaxing your nipples to stiff peaks.
Each caress, each feverish flick of his tongue sent heat pooling low in your gut until you could feel your wetness coating the insides of your thighs. When Darren slipped a finger inside you, delving your slick folds, you gasped, clenching tightly around his long digit.
“Relax, love,” he breathed, pushing past your tight ring of muscles to curl inside you, prodding at your spongy g-spot. “I don’t wanna hurt yeh.”
“You’re not. Please, more.”
Your assurance brought a second finger, stretching your cunt gently, prepping you for his cock. While his fingers felt good, you wanted more, you wanted to feel filled by him, overwhelmed with new sensations, and though you squirmed impatiently, Darren didn’t stop. As if reading your thoughts, he silenced your half formulated protest with a kiss.
“I wanna make sure you’re ready for me. Just lay back and enjoy yourself. I promise I’ll have y’screamin’ my name soon enough, darlin’.”
Placated by his response, a shiver running through you, you let out a long breath and slipped your arms around his neck, pulling him back to your mouth as his fingers pumped in and out of you, scissoring and curling.
The feel of his bare chest against yours was soothing and you lost yourself in his heated kisses, struggling to catch your breath as his tongue explored your mouth. When his fingers suddenly disappeared, you clenched around air for a moment, your walls fluttering helplessly before Darren readjusted his position, spreading your legs wider and gripping the base of his cock.
When you felt his tip tease your folds and press into you, you gasped; you didn’t think you could be turned on any more than you already were, but suddenly your cunt throbbed with a need you’d never felt before.
“If it hurts, I’ll stop,” Darren breathed, grunting softly as he slowly slid into you, filling your virgin cunt for the first time. A whine caught in your throat at the burn of the stretch and you were glad he’d insisted on prepping you.
“Alright?” Darren asked, slowing, and you nodded.
“Keep going, I wanna take all of you.”
Darren snorted softly in amusement. “Even on your back, you’re a willful one.”
“Oh, I’ll show you willful,” you huffed, lifting your chin defiantly, though the effect was somewhat ruined by the whimper that left your lips when he bottomed out.
For a moment he didn’t move, letting you adjust and you let out a shuddering breath, pressing your face to his chest. “I’m ready,” you whispered and Darren began to move, setting a gentle pace until you begged for more.
Smirking at your desperate pleas, he readjusted himself, putting all his weight on one arm as he continued to thrust into you, slow and steady, each rolling movement bringing a moan to your lips.
When he pressed his fingers to your lips, you opened your mouth obediently, sucking on them before he pulled them free. “Good girl,” he groaned, reaching between you to circle your clit with the pads of his slick fingers, using your saliva as lube. The added sensation had you cumming almost instantly, overwhelming your brain, and your whole body tensed as you let out a cry, unable to hold back.
Hazy and completely spent, you barely registered when Darren pulled out to cum against your stomach, his chest heaving against yours.
“How d’yeh feel?’ he asked, wiping you down and pulling you into his arms.
“Amazin’,” you breathed, grinning into his chest. “That was probably the best birthday gift I’ve ever gotten.”
Darren chuckled. “Good. I wanted t’make your first time special.”
“I think any time with you’d be special,” you murmured, moaning softly as you shifted, feeling an ache deep inside. You knew you’d probably still be sore come tomorrow, but you were glad for the reminder.
“Is that your way of sayin’ you don’t want this t’be a one time thing?” Darren mused, tilting his head to look you in the eye.
“Maybe,” you replied coyly, bringing a grin to his face before he ran his hands down your sides, his fingers attacking your most ticklish spots until you had tears in your eyes. “Yes!” you finally shrieked and Darren abated, pleased with your answer.
“Good.”
“I thought I was too young for you, Darren Treacy,” you teased.
“Not anymore, love.”
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Rainy Days
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Pairing: Darren x GN!Reader (no pronouns used)
Type: Fluff
Word Count: 700
Inspo: The heavy rain when I woke up this morning
Proof Read: Yes
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The rain outside was being poured out of the clouds and onto the roofs and windows of Dublin. It was bleeding lashing out there yet Darren still wanted to meet up with Nidge somewhere.
“No, Darren. I don’t want ya out in that rain.” you insisted as Darren, fully dressed, made his way to the front door of his flat. He turned to look at you. “Sure why not? It’s only a shower, it’ll pass soon” he explained as his eyes met yours. “Yeh, but it’s enough to drench ya and for you t’catch a bleeding cold.” you responded sharply. You crossed your arms in front of your chest in an attempt to keep warm. You just woke up and were still wearing your pyjamas and a dressing gown. Darren sighed as he saw the stern look on your face. He knew that it was no use arguing with you.
You were sitting in a comfortable position on the couch, clutching onto your hot mug with both hands. You gently took a sip of it and the delicious flavours of your favourite hot drink instantly melted on your tongue. You were curled up in a fluffy blanket that Darren had gotten you around a year ago. He’s such a sweet guy.
Around ten minutes have passed since your little chat at the front door and you could hear someone walk in. You turned your neck to see Darren making his way towards you in a black t-shirt and some jeans. You returned the smile he gave you as he slumped down next to you with a sigh. Both of you looked out of the huge window in front of you and took in the scene of the water drops as they heaved down onto the streets and buildings outside. You closed your eyes for a moment to listen to the rather large droplets as they pounded against the window. Opening your eyes again, you turned to look at Darren who seemed to have gotten the same thought as you. He had his eyes shut and seemed to just be listening to the sounds of Mother Nature outside. You smiled at him. The scene in front of you made you realise just how lucky you were to have Darren in your life. He was your everything. You couldn’t imagine a life without him and can’t even remember what it was like not knowing him.
You admired Darren’s tranquil face for a while. Time seemed irrelevant at that point. You couldn’t take your eyes off of him. It’s been a long time since you’ve seen him this relaxed. The gang is always keeping him busy and he’s always on the run from something. Seeing him in this state made you also relax. After a few moments, you saw a small smile creep onto Darren’s face. You quickly looked away, yet you could feel Darren’s eyes on you. You turned to meet his gaze. “What?”, you asked him, a little confused. “Nothin’. ‘Just find it cute how you were lookin’ at me”, he chuckled, his smile widening a little. You returned the smile and Darren shuffled closer to you. He gently wrapped his arm around your shoulder and held you in his embrace. After a moment or two, you rested your head on his shoulder. Darren softly kissed the top of your head before resting his own head on yours. He used his hand to play a little with your hair. It felt so soothing. You took another sip from your mug, which you almost forgot existed. The two of you stayed like this for a long time, just looking out of the huge window. Neither of you know how much time has passed but that didn’t matter. What mattered was that you were together in the safety of his flat. Or more precisely, you were in the safety of his warm embrace.
You could feel yourself nod off into the realm of dreams as your eyes began to fall shut. You smiled again as you once again reminded yourself of just how lucky you were to have Darren in your life. How lucky you were to have Darren as your partner.
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I’ve got a job for you:
🎃🎃 Sheehalloween 2022 🎃🎃 Prompts
I’ll be joining Sheehalloween 2022, and there are so many possibilities. I need your help. This is my first time ever using prompts, so I’m shaking in my boots. Which is season-appropriate, so I’m going with it.
Prompt List: 9 Days, 9 Ways
Greetings Robert Sheehan fans and all his hard-core feasties! Klaus shall open the WooWoo Room with tarot for you beasties. Hear a frightening fortune for the Robbie of your choice, until the witching hour does bring an end to our rejoice(ing).
Choose one from each of the three lists below.
Note: Please specify if you have triggers
>>>>>Sheehalloween Day#<<<<<<
1. Seance
2. Trick or Treat
3. Scary Movie
4. Reanimation
5. Free Space (I am taking this quite literally. Choose outer space or inner space or free rent.)
6. Ghosts
7. Ouija
8. Possession
9. Magic
>>>>>>>>Choose-a-Rob<<<<<<<<<
—Nathan Young
—Vladek Klimov
—Klaus Hargreeves
—Jack (The Messenger)
—Simon Lewis
—Kai (Season of the Witch)
—Mark, bog man (Lowland Fell)
—Archie Eden
—Luke (Cherrybomb)
—Billy Delaney
—Vincent Rhodes
—Duncan Taylor
—Cormac MacNamara
—Louis XIV
>>>>>>>>>Scare Factor<<<<<<<<<<
1. Death
2. Murder
3. Betrayal
4. Unrequited love
5. This is just the beginning… / relentless
6. Hunger / craving
7. Chaos
8. Ruin
9. Haunted
10. Envy
11. Ritual
12. Grief
13. Madness
14. Heartbreak
15. Tragedy
16. Self-sacrifice / martyrdom
17. Prophecy
18. Lies
19. Helpless / trapped
20. Black out / amnesia
21. Your own worst enemy / multiplicity
22. Sacrificial
23. Accidental
24. Blood sport / hunted
25. Gaslighting
26. Aliens
27. Old school creature feature / here there be monsters
28. Natural disaster
29. Fear the McGuffin / evil object
30. Cult
Note: I’d include stalking, but I’m afraid of giving myself ideas.
Eek, I’m skeered. 💀
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