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alittlesil · 7 months

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Kit Walker x Fem!Reader 💓

a/n: finally something new on my acc😭 i don’t like this imagine much but it’s still not bad (i hope lol)

summary: you and Kit was waiting for intimacy for too long and finally gave in 🍀

warnings: 18+ MDNI, not proofed😔 p in v, overstimulation (m receiving), whiny Kit (also SHITTY WRITING BC ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE)

(pic from pinterest)

Not a while ago you and your amazing, caring, soft, loving husband had finally married. You got money as gifts and decided to do a repair in your little house, so you had to move in the bigger house of your sister for some time, just before the repair end.

You adore your sister. Really. She always was so cute ans funny, and she always knew how to help you, and nothing changes: she’s still amazing and she still always helps. Her house is much bigger than yours with Kit, so there’s enough place for everyone. What problems can be here?

Oh, your sister is a housewife. She’s always at home. And her kids.

You and Kit held on as best you could. You both understood that you can’t have sex while you were just “visiting” the family of your sister, especially when half of it was always at home. The kids were to young for school, your sister was to busy to hang out with some of her friends even once in two weeks.

But one day, when your sister’s husband took their kids for a walk, and your sister was cooking dinner, watching TV loudly, your temper ended…

“Shhh, shhh, shhh.” Kit whispers, while his own breath hitches in his throat, as he pulls his whole length in and you squeak. You sit on top of him, your hands on his broad chest. He tries his best not to moan out loud, biting his lower lip and squeezing his eyes shut. The feeling is too overwhelming for both of you: after three weeks of no contact at all, it was like your first time together. You tilt your head downwards, trying to contain moans, but one desperate whine still falls down from your lips, and Kit quickly covers your mouth with his large hand, squeezing your cheeks as he does. This roughness from your usually sweet husband makes you even more aroused, and you start to move your hips just to make some friction, but Kit’s free hand grabs your rear to stop you. He leans in closer to your ear, his eyes closed: he breaths deeply in attempts to calm down.

“You-“ A heavy huff. “Wait, sweet one- i have to-“

You mumble something under his hand, and when his grip becomes lighter and his head weakly falls onto your shoulder, you can’t contain yourself anymore. Your core clenching around his cock desperately, aching for some movements, and it makes Kit whine as he buries his face in the crook of your neck, moaning quietly against your hot skin. He loses all his strength at this moment, and you start to bounce on him again, making your poor husband gasp in shock. This delicious feeling of his finally moving dick inside of your pussy sends a shiver down your spine, all of your moans muffling because of his grip onto your face, and it’s so. fucking. good.

“Suga’, wait a second-“ Kit literally begs, taking all his powers to stay as quiet as he could. He knows that if you continue, he’s gonna cum right now and right here, without any usually long fun. “I can’t freakin’ hold it-“

But it’s too late. You were waiting too long, and now there’s no way back: you increase the speed of your movements, gripping onto his shoulders, and your hands already start to shake because of overwhelming pleasure. Your whole body is on fire, and you feel familiar knot in your stomach starting to appear, as Kit suddenly moans loudly, completely forgetting about his words about staying quiet. He cums after only one minute of your movements, the warm sticky liquid covers your walls, and you almost roll your eyes as you missed this feeling so much. He whines, nibbling on your shoulder, as he tries to muffle his desperate noises but fails when he feels that you continue moving even after his release, milking him.

“Honey, please-“ Kit whimpers pathetically, his overstimulated but still hard cock already ached. He puts his hand away from your mouth, placing both of them on your ass, trying to slow your hips down. “Too much!”

“Kit, i’m begging you-“ You gasp, finally able to moan properly, tugging onto his soft brown hair and making him growl quietly. “I need it.” These words slip down your lips with whimper, and you ride him as if your life depends on it. He breaths heavily under you, the pain mixes with pleasure of how lovely it feels to be inside of your tight walls after all and, oh my God, to cum inside of them.

He brings his slender fingers to your clit, starting to rub on it in circles motion with his thumb, and you can swear you see stars. After a few seconds you feel the rush of heat, and your legs start to shake as you reach your peak. Your pussy clenches around Kit’s already semi-hard cock, and he moans as loud as he never has moaned, and you can’t really understand: was it the sound of pain or of satisfaction? He quickly lifts you up from him, almost throwing you onto the mattress, and collapses on top of you, his body goes almost limp. His face buried in the crook of your neck again, and his hot shaky breath hits your sweaty skin.

“I freakin’ love ya.” Kit mumbles under his breath, placing soft and tender kisses on your collarbone, and you slip your fingers into his hair, scratching his scalp in a soothing manner.

“I love you more.” You smile tiredly, kissing the top of his head.

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a/n: thx for reading ♥️

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babygorewhore · 3 months

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Breeding

This idea was given to me by @elaine-in-the-membrane and I’m so happy she did. I missed Kit so much.

Your older boyfriend can’t resist you or telling you how much he wants to fill you up once he gets home.

Warnings! Aged up Kit! Fingering! Unprotected sex! Breeding kink with no intention! (Pregnancy is my biggest fear) no plot and no proofreading

After the months Kit was gone and locked away in the Asylum, he was released without charges and met you at the supermarket. His two children, both by two different mothers were very sweet and welcomed you immediately into their lives as you and him became an item.

He was older than you by several years but it didn’t always feel like that when you saw him around his children. You fell in love with him more and more each day when he came from work and saw you tuck them in.

Tonight you cooked a romantic dinner for his long day and he hugged you from behind when he got in, his long thick fingers massaging your waist as he rested his head against yours.

“Mmm, suga, is this all for me? I’m too spoiled with you.” Kit said against your ear and you giggled into your hand. “Such a good girl.”

You gasped as his fingers slid inside your skirt, tugging at the waistband of your panties. “Kit, what about dinner?” You felt him shake his head as he spun you around.

“I’m hungrier for you, baby.” Kit smashed his lips to yours, his tongue searching yours as he clumsily walked you backwards to your shared bedroom. Your bare feet wobbled as you fell backwards on the bed, Kit falling on top of you with his weight pressing you down. His hands find yours and pin them above your head.

“Stay still for me,” He whispers against your warm mouth that sucked his lower lip. Kit trailed kisses down your body, sucking at the skin that was blushing profusely at his sudden dominance as he used heavier strength to keep you from jerking around.

“Did I say you could move?” He teasingly said as he pushed your skirt up with his other hand.

Kit pushed your underwear to the side, gathering the wetness along your slit with his two fingers, moaning at how much had collected over the few minutes. “Fuck, my sweet girl is always ready for me.”

He circled his pointer and middle digit on your center, making you arch your back and turn your head but he clicked his tongue. “Uh uh, eyes on me, pretty girl.” He told you and you panted as he pressed his two big fingers inside you, curling them heavily inside you to your sweet spot. Your puffy walls swallowed him as you tried to kiss his hovering mouth.

“You want me to kiss you, sweetheart? Ask me properly now.”

“Please, kiss me sir.” You babbled in between gasps. Your cunt clenching around his pumping fingers, your slick wetness making it easier for him as he circled them. Kit pressed his lips to yours, his mouth open as he moaned softly into your mouth and massaged your tongue with his.

Right before it became too much, Kit pulled his hand away and hurriedly took off his pants and boxers. His strong legs shoved in between yours, spreading you nice and wide.

“Gonna take me like a good little girl?” Kit said, lining his cock to your pussy and sinking it inside.

You almost screamed but he stuck his fingers that had been inside you past your lips. “Suck. I want you to taste how much you want me.”

His words made you shudder and shake as he pushed harder inside you, causing your body to curl as the hilt of his pelvis hit your clit. Giving you twice as much sensations around your core. You drooled around his fingers as he thrusted his cock, filling you to the brim. “I wanna fuck my baby into you,” He grunted.

You knew he didn’t necessarily mean it, knowing you both weren’t in a position. But it was fun to pretend. You nodded desperately as he kept going.

“You’d look so fucking good, swollen up with what’s mine. You belong to me don’t you?” Kit prodded. You nodded again as he held his weight with one hand above you, his other matching the thrusts inside your mouth. Kit’s rhythm was quickening as he drew closer to his orgasm, you were close too

Your fluids spilled into each other as you both matched with thick moans, your eyes never leaving his dark ones. Kits forehead pressed against yours as he pulled out, relieving the pressure from your pussy and he kissed your entire face.

“You did so good, baby girl. I’m so proud of you.” Kit rolled over, his arms sweeping you onto his chest and he traced his fingers on your skin.

“Kit…you always make me feel so good.” You giggle into the crook of his neck.

“Suga, you’re my girl. I always gotta make sure I please ya.” Kit replied with the smirk.

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evanpfics · 9 months

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Hi! Can I request a smut to fluff fic with Kit Walker x female reader where Kit comforts the reader when she feels bad about suddenly wanting to stop mid-sex because she is inexperienced and felt pain? Thank you!

First Time Hold-Up - Kit Walker (smut2fluff)

Summary: You and kit end up getting closer and decide to get intimate. You never really had any experience and ended up wanting to stop mid-way from the pain. Kit understands and comforts you instead. (ty for request!)

W A R N I N G S: PinV, pain for a bit, loss of virginity, oral ( f recieving ), smut to fluff, stopping mid-intimacy, sub!reader, dom!kit. If i missed any let me know.

Kit leaned in to kiss you softly. You kissed back. He gently pushed you onto the bed without breaking the kiss. He loved you and wanted to be as close as possible in such an intimate moment.

You placed your hands behind his head and neck to push him closer into the kiss as it began to become more passionate yet sloppy. He started to unbutton your shirt revealing your chest that now only has a laced bra covering it.

You guys finally managed to break the kiss to catch your breath as he laid you down on your back gently. He slowly started to remove your shorts while looking at you making sure he doesn’t make you uncomfortable in any way.

He was fully aware of you being a virgin and didn’t want you to be uncomfortable in any sort of way. You guys were always intimate just never in this way. He was always so patient with you and you loved that about him.

You had your doubts about continuing and didn’t know if you can go on. You really wanted this, but didn’t know if you were fully ready yet.

As he removed your shorts he slowly placed his hands on your thighs admiring your now half nude body. He smiled at you with the most loving smile and gentle eyes. You knew he didn’t want to cause you any sort of uncomfortable or distress and he tried really hard to prevent it.

He slowly removed your panties still staring up at you watching your face to look out for any reason for him to stop.

“Is this fine?” He asked still pulling down your panties. You nodded. You can tell he was worried about you.

He swallowed doubtfully but nodded. He removed your panties still admiring your physique and your beauty. He continued to rub you try before going lower.

He separated your legs above his shoulders resting himself between them. You can feel his breath against your core causing a slight shiver up your spine.

He planted a trail of gentle kisses along your thighs lightly nipping after each kiss making you let out soft moans until he reached your cunt.

He looked up at you for a signal to keep going. You nodded as you lightly but your bottom lip.

He shuffled a bit to get more comfortable as his hands held onto your waist. You can feel his tongue flatten between your folds. You inhaled sharply before biting your lip a bit harder this time.

You felt his tongue trail up between your folds before reaching your clit. He kitten licked at it before drawing circles with his tongue on it causing you to squirm slightly as his tongue hit your sensitive spots. Your legs lightly shook.

He lightly groaned and chuckled at your reaction causing a vibration to add into the mix making you draw closer and closer to your finish.

Your head leaned back as lewd sounds from your overly-wet pussy started to lightly grind on his tongue. You placed your hands on his head pushing him closer. His locs now in between your fingers.

He removed his tongue from your clit before trailing it lower, now at your cunt. Your anticipation grew. His tongue slowly entered your cunt. Your legs shook more.

His tongue thrusted in and out of you as you felt the tip of his nose create friction on your clit. Your moans grew louder as your hips grinded more and more. You can feel a slight grin appear on his face as his tongue thrusts grew faster.

You felt yourself start to feel dizzy from pleasure. This being your first time only made the pleasure seem 2x more intense.

His tongue thrusts grew faster and sloppier as you felt yourself coming closer to your finish. You shut your eyes before your orgasm finally came.

He cleaned up your aftermath with his tongue before letting go of your waist and kissing you. Your mouth was already opened from your orgasm which allowed his tongue to roam around your mouth.

Both of your guy’s light groans filled each others mouths before he broke the kiss and started to unbuckle his belt.

You heard the metals of his belt create familiar clinking before he finally slid his pants off leaving him in only boxers now.

You couldn’t help but stare at his hardened cock through his boxers.

He looked into your eyes before kissing you then your forehead.

“I love you y/n.” He smiled.

“I love you too kit.” You said still sounding somewhat out of breath. His eyes stared at you softly before finally removing his boxers. A light thump sound hitting the floor as his boxers were thrown.

His hands pumped himself slightly before looking up at you again.

“This.. will most likely hurt a bit, baby.” He said sounding worried. “Are you sure?” You hesitated. You nodded slightly.

“Okay.” He kissed you on the forehead before staring down at his cock now having his tip rub against your overstimulated clit causing you to exhale softly.

“Tell me when to stop whenever you feel uncomfortable, okay?” He stared back up at you with doubt in his eyes. You gripped your hands on his shoulders lightly tugging on his shirt as you nodded.

You must admit, the idea of the pain and everything made you more scared and worried than anything.

He lightly licked his lips before his tip reached the entrance of your cunt. You felt your stomach drop. Your mouth lightly hanged open as you watched his tip enter your cunt.

The wetness from his tongue and previous orgasm made it easy for him to enter you. His length and girth was the only thing that made you unsure if you can really handle it.

He slowly entered his cock into you looking at it enter you then back up at you making sure your okay. You wanted this more than anything, but it just didn’t feel right. Not yet.

His cock slowly exited you then thrusted back into you. You felt pain in each thrust making you feel unbearable discomfort.

You weren’t ready for this after all.

You felt tears form and rub down your cheek. He instantly noticed and pulled out.

“I can’t do this kit, not yet. I’m so sorry.” You cried.

His hand ran through your hair before kissing you on the forehead. He placed his hand on your cheek wiping away the tears with his thumb.

“Don’t be sorry baby. Its okay, it’s okay. You don’t need to be sorry for anything.” He frantically tried to comfort you.

“I love you so much. I’m willing to wait however long you need.“ He understood your uncomfort and didn’t want you to feel as if you needed to go through with this.

He cleaned you up completely before dressing you making sure to be gentle. As he put your panties and shorts back onto you he kissed your stomach reassuringly before putting your shirt on for you as-well.

He grabbed his boxers off the floor before putting them on and getting you some water and a few snacks for some reason.

He placed the snacks on the nightstand as he handed the water to you.

“Let’s make this a movie night instead, yeah? We can just cuddle for tonight, how does that sound?”

He made sure his voice was gentle and soft making sure he gave you no reason to overthink the situation completely calming you. You nodded smiling up at him.

He turned on a movie he knew you would enjoy before laying himself next to you. You handed him the water so he set it on the nightstand grabbing a few snacks and handing them to you while doing so. He covered you both up with a blanket.

His arms then wrapped around you making you feel warm and safe. He gently played with your hair lightly giving you scratches while you laid on his chest. You felt yourself slowly dozing off.

Once you were finally asleep he carefully removed you off his chest and laid your head onto a pillow.

“I love you so much.” He exclaimed in a whisper.

He kissed your cheek smiling at you softly before going into the bathroom to finish himself off.

Thank you for reading and the recommendation! This was slightly rushed since my break was cut short today so I apologize for any mistakes or rushed plot.

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nyrasbloodyclover · 8 months

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#i love my husband #evan peters #american horror story #american horror story fanfic #american horror murder house #tate ahs #ahs #evan peters moodboard #evan peters smut #evan peters fanfic #kai anderson fanfiction #kit walker fanfic #kai anderson smut #kai anderson

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rainthespiritual · 28 days

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Electric Love ~ Dot

An American Horror Story AU fic Based on season 2, asylum.

TRIGGER WARNINGS TAKE SERIOUSLY :

Angst, electroshock therapy, torture, it being asylum is itself a trigger warning, depression, forced medication, self harm, suicide, litteraly everything bad like that please be warned thank you 🙏

Plot : You're a patient in the asylum with kit

status : slightly edited

A/n : Idk how long this will be but I plan on making it atleast a couple parts... probably a series..

"Please stop! STOP it!" you cry, trying to pull your arms away from the two guards dragging you. You look around trying to make sense of where you are again but you immediately regret it as it all comes back. The darkness around consumes you and you truly ask yourself if you are in hell.

"No.. no no no NO NO PLEASE LET ME GO!" you scream again and again seeing the same walls you've seen.. again and again, the same place you were condemned to the place you are trapped, like a mouse in some sick maze. Darkness all around you in every corner, lingering in the air even. The same sickening song playing again and again in the common room, making you more nauseous with every note and every tune. The record player taunting you daily, you swear it's asking you to bash it in. To destroy it. You want nothing more than to lift up that stupid ugly thing, over your head and crack.. Oh the release youd feel is almost worth the punishment.

Most of the time you barely can understand what's around you anymore, it's all so familiar but also so foreign. Unknown to you it's a side-effect of the pills they force down your throat, and you sadly have no choice. You either take them or some sick man you don't know will hold your nose closed forcing you to open up to breathe but instead of air, you get the sick salty taste of fingers and medicine that never seems to go away, instead it lingers. Those damn pills taste terrible even just sitting them on your tounge to swallow makes you nauseous. Hell everything about this damn place made you nauseous the people, the smells, the air, the pills, the treatment and you could go on and on and on If you were sober enough.

The irony smell in the air, reminiscent of blood never seemed to go away and you can recognize it on the hands of some of the staff, 'why' you wonder 'why do their hands smell like blood and death'. The answers you've seemed to come up with terrify you to no end so you prefer to ignore it, to take the pills. Even though they don't seem to help much at all.

You open your eyes not even realizing they've been shut, you feel weirdly numb. But not so numb you feel nothing, just numb enough to be dazed and confused just how they like it. Compliant and scared. They say things to you that you now realise mean nothing, 'thisll fix you, you'll be happy.' , 'just let God into your heart and you'll be alright.' but it's proven again and again to be utter bullshit, everything is utter bullshit. You pray over and over begging for forgiveness, begging to feel anything but this, anything but the excruciating feeling of lonliness and utter dread you feel almost constantly and nothing gets better, you don't get fixed. Maybe it's you or maybe it's the life you've lived or the choices youve made. Or maybe just maybe it's nothing at all, just randomly selected torture that truly means nothing at all. Gathering all the strength you have left you try to kick out, but these two men are bigger, stronger, and alot less doped up than you are. The drugs you're forced to take keep you weak so you wont fight back, but that doesnt stop you from atleast trying.

Finally, you fall limp in their arms knowing what's going to come next, the worst kind of pain imaginable. One that does damage inside and out, melting your brain more and more every day. Sister Jude had caught you the previous day, or maybe week? It's so blurry you can't truly remember. But the gist is she caught you trying to cut yourself with a piece of sharp metal you had found on the floor somewhere, though now you can't completely remember the whereabouts. Stitched up and at least somewhat healed now, Sister Jude decided to resume your treatments. All you can do now is sob, and pray that it is over soon to a God that never listens.

"Please.." The guards finally strap you down, ignoring your pleas and sobs.

After a while of silence, Sister Jude finally walks into the room followed by Dr.Arden. "Please Sister, please! I'm begging you please don't do this to me, please. I'LL BE BETTER!" you sob even harder screaming as they forcefully open your mouth to shove a mouth guard inside, your screams now muffled unable to speak.

You look into Sister Jude's eyes with a pleading look, hoping that maybe just for once she will let you off easy with just a couple welts. Her eyes stare into yours and for a moment, just a moment, you feel that she actually feels bad. The looks in her eyes similar to yours makes you want to scream out but you stay silent knowing you won't be heard. Her mouth opens a bit, you assume to speak. But instead she jumps slightly, startled by the scratchy voice of Dr.Arden.

"Shall we get on with it?" he sounds impatient, his expression looking eager. You shut your eyes, hot tears still running down your face. Even just hearing Dr.Arden's voice sent chills down your spine. Something about him was evil. It was almost like he enjoyed the torture.

"Don't worry ___ we'll get you all fixed up," Sister Jude whispers wiping the tears from your sticky face ", you need to accept God into your life fully if you truly want to get better young lady." just like that her face is serious again and the little bit of hope you had is gone. It's good to not have hope in a place like this, but it's only human nature. Dr.Arden brings the tool to your temple, and finally, the torture begins. You scream out, feeling the electricity pulse throughout your body. Until at some point everything turns black, and your mind goes silent. Maybe this is the end.

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bvnnyholly · 5 months

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the evans and their favorite arctic monkeys album (gn!reader x the evans)

note: this only consists of tate, kit, kyle, jimmy, jpm, rory and kai— their seasons are the only ones i've watched LMAO. they're also the only ones i think would listen to the monkeys.

CAUTION: opinions, slight mentions of intercourse, mentions of being impregnated, cursing, and ahs spoilers.

tate langdon - favorite worst nightmare

-he's definitely a big fwn guy, alex turner wrote 'do me a favor' just for him I JUST KNOW IT. the album title fits him too.

-he found out about arctic monkeys through you when he was looking at your spotify playlist. he found the band name a little bit silly so he played it but to his surprise, he actually liked it.

-his favorite songs have to be brianstorm and d is for dangerous.

-he probably also like 'humbug' and 'whatever people say i am, that's what i'm not'.

kit walker - the car

-not so sure about this but considering that he works at a gas station, 'the car' kinda fits him and it also sounds kinda old and funky so i think kit would like that

-he probably listens to arctic monkeys when you play it in your record player. he wasn't really a big fan of it at first but he grew into it and the band reminds him alot about you so he really likes it now.

-his favorite song is probably 'i ain't quite where i think i am' and 'body paint'

-he also likes tranquility base hotel and casino and plays it after a long day at work

kyle spencer - whatever people say i am, that's what i'm not + humbug

pre-death

-he definitely likes wpsia and relates to it.

-he discovered it at a frat party and liked it. he probably listens to them after class. you both became friends because you also liked the monkeys.

- his favorite song has to be 'riot van', 'certain romance', and 'mardy bum'

-he also likes am because who doesn't

franken kyle

-humbug is his favorite because of how slow it is and how it's not as fast paced like the other albums.

-he listens to arctic monkeys when you play it and cuddle with him. you play it so much while you guys cuddle to the point where he associates the band with cuddling.

-his favorite songs are 'secret door' and 'cornerstone'

-he also likes tbhc because it's calm, he gets jumpscared when 'she looks like fun' plays though. he also likes 'i wanna be yours', the calm stuff basically.

jimmy darling - am

-jimmy definitely likes 'am'. his hair is also just as musty and covered in hair gel like alex in his late 'sias' and 'am' era.

-he heard 'am' through the local radio and really liked it. he sings 'r u mine?' for you in one of his performances on the freak show, and you absolutely love it.

-one of his favorites are 'do i wanna know?', 'fireside', and 'snap out of it', but absolutely despises 'why'd you only call me when you're high?' because he says "the lyrics are too real".

-jimmy stays loyal to his beloved 'am', probably because he doesn't know other albums exist, you're trying to get him into 'sias' though.

james patrick march - tranquility base hotel and casino

-james adores 'tbhc', he thinks the storytelling and the story itself is genius. but even how much he likes it, he wouldn't be caught alive listening to it (probably because he's dead).

-he first listened to the monkeys when you asked him to play something that isn't jazz. you forced him to spin one of your records, so he picked 'tbhc' because he found the title intriguing. he loves it but would never admit to you.

-'star treatment', 'one point perspective', and the title track are always on repeat for him. he thinks 'golden trunks' are the two of yous' song.

-james probably doesn't explore the arctic monkeys much, he listened to 'the car' but it was too modern for his taste.

rory monahan - suck it and see

-assuming that rory lives in california, he would definitely listen to "sias'. he also fits the album's aesthetic very well.

-you both discovered arctic monkeys at a record store. he picked 'suck it and see' as a joke and because he's a borny little shit. to his surprise, he ended up liking it though.

-'black treacle', 'piledriver waltz', and the title track are his favorites. you'd both debate on which one is better: the 'sias' version of 'piledriver waltz' or alex turner's version, he always defends the 'sias' version for some reason.

-he probably listens to the other albums but not as much as he does to 'sias'.

kai anderson - am

-he doesn't listen to 'am' that much, he doesn't listen to music that much in general. he thinks it's something sacred and should only be listened to when doing something holy, like creating a messiah with your sister through your gay boy toy twink cult member.

-he discovered 'am' through the internet, and plays it typically when he works out or attempting to "create a messiah" with you.

-he only listens to 'do i wanna know' because it's average republican behavior—he also only listens to mainstream music so like it's the only song he knows.

-as i said, mainstream music type of guy, so definitely only am.

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ashes-writing · 2 years

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nothins gonna hurt you baby | ahs asylum ; k.walker

tag list babes || req rules / fandoms+characters reqs open || send me asks? || masterlist

CHAPTERS ;

Not sure if this is gonna have more than one part, tbh. But my AHS masterlist can be found here.

AUTHORS NOTES;

This one is gonna have dark themes jsyk. So this was inspired by a headcanons req I got recently and it re-ignited my love for Kit Walker from AHS Aslyum, so.. Here we are. Buckle up. It's gonna be an interesting ride to say the least. aka, ashes is going to have to do loooots of research to pull this one off accurately. This probably won't follow along with Asylum's plot if, and a huge if, I choose to make this into a multi part thing. For now, it's a oneshot. Just to be safe.

A huuuge thanks to everyone reading / encouraging my bullshit because when I started posting my writing on here again after my hiatus, I came back with nothing beyond the expectation to get my ideas out of my head before they drive me insane. You guys don't know how much your interactions have blown me away, seriously. They've been a huge motivator for me to keep going, the likes, the comments, the reblogs / reblogs with tags, all of it. They all blow me away and I can't even begin to explain it.

SUMMARY;

-- he is your protector.

PAIRING;

Kit Walker x Fem!reader ( Beyond having female parts / outfits + personality that will come if I write more to this sooner or later, she's a blank slate?)

WARNINGS;

murder implied, mental illness, trauma, hints of an arranged ab*sive marriage -in all forms, questionable practices from the 50's era asylums, blood / injuries, reader is non-verbal and her mind has mostly blocked out the crime she's committed that got her sent to Briarcliffe to begin with. The guards, nuns / orderlies mistreating the patients -this sadly, was commonplace back in the day, Protective!Kit should be his own warning. Writer advises that if you can't handle a little darkness in your reading experience or you have trauma related to any of the above that it's probably better advised that you don't read this because writer is not trying to traumatize anyone. Writer is also not a doctor, law enforcement official or a medical professional / psychologist of any shape/form and there may be inaccuracies that slip through.

TAGLIST;

@krys-orion is the only person on my ahs taglist. If you read the warnings and you can't read this, love, I completely understand because this is not the stuff I typically post. If you want to be on my AHS taglist please click the link above.

OTHER STUFF;

Loosely based on AHS Asylum's season. There will probably be a lot of changes made and/or it may not use events in said season at all. Please read the warnings above, cannot stress this enough. Fun fact. This is named after a Cigarettes After Sex song on my filth writing playlist.

You keep to yourself because it’s easier. Everything is scary for you, there’s too many people and too much noise and some of them are big, mean and scary. And then there’s the orderlies and the nuns and they’re terrifying.

You’ve been abandoned in hell. Nobody’s swooping in to save the day. It’s either Briarcliffe or prison for you and you’re lucky you got sent here even though it doesn’t feel like it most days.

The reality hits hard and it hits fast and in the end, you decide that maybe it’s just better. At least in Briarcliffe, he can’t put his hands on you anymore. He can’t try to force you to be intimate with him just because you’re his wife and that’s how it’s supposed to be. You don’t have to look at him, you don’t have to smell the whiskey on his breath or hear him mock you when you won’t pretend to love him.

What the hell did he expect?

You never wanted to marry him in the first place, your parents and his set it all up like a business transaction. To be fair, this is kind of what it was. You were a peace offering from your family to his .And you went along with it because you were meek and mild and too afraid to stand your ground. Until one day, you weren’t anymore.

,, and anyway, he can’t hurt you anymore now can he?” it’s the fragmented sliver of reality that slips in and jars you.

They keep saying you killed him but it’s all a blur. Blood on your hands, the clink of a tire tool on the concrete out in the garage, the death wheeze when you bent down to watch the life leave his eyes that last time he laid hands on you and you finally snapped. You might have killed him, who knows -you did kill him and you know you did. The doctor in here keeps saying it’s your mind block the trauma when you tell people that he’s alive and kicking and you’re afraid one day he’ll get his hands on you again. And maybe it is. But the fear is real. It’s ever-present and there’s nothing you can do to get rid of it.

Today is your first day in the common area, your first day off of solitary. You’re led in with shackles around your wrist -this is a joke, it’s not like you need restraint, you killed the only person you’ve ever wanted to, after all. And you’re led to a chair next to the big windows with a view of the garden on the grounds.

“You keep actin real good, sweetheart.. You be good t’ me and I might get ‘em to let you out, get some color in those cheeks again.” the guard’s words sound so much like him that your fists clench before you can stop it, your nails leaving crescents in your palm because you dig in so hard as the fear settles in. He takes off the shackles so you can move freely. You’re still trying to figure out why they were necessary. Flinching when the guard leans into you real close and winks. “I’ll come round later, sweetheart. You best be good to me.”

And then a loud voice behind you. Heavy accent.

Shouting and shoving, a brown haired man and the guard rolling on the floor.

The fight’s broken up and the guard goes off to fix his injuries. The brown haired man sits down on the sill of the window. “Name’s Kit.”

You give him a weak smile and your eyes dart around, it’s almost as if you’re terrified that any minute, he’ll jump out, drag you by your hair down the corridor because you’re so close to another man.

You’re non-verbal for the most part, so you pick up the pen and notepad left behind for you.

I’m ___.

Kit furrows his brows and stares at you a few seconds when you shove the notepad at him. He finally takes it, brown eyes dancing over the words, a roguish grin playing at nice lips. He’s got a kind face and if you were more talkative, -maybe one day, the thought comes, you’d tell him so.

For now, you keep it to yourself.

He takes the pen from your hands and you bite your lip when rough and thick digits brush against your smaller and more delicate fingers. He’s got his head dipped low, eyes trained on the notepad. As his tongue rolls over his lips, he writes out what he wants to say to you.. Just in case all the noise and talking bothers you or somethin.

– That’s a pretty name, dollface. Heard what that guard said to y’. He won’t bother you again. I promise.

He holds out the notepad and you take it, biting your lips as you read over what he’s written out. You glance up at him and he’s studying you, curious.

It’s almost like he wants to ask you something, he’s just not going to.

- Thank you. You can call me whatever you like. Please don’t get yourself hurt or in any kind of trouble with the orderlies on my account, Kit. Please don’t.

You hold it back out to him and he takes it, reading. Dragging a big and rough hand through dark brown hair. Chuckling as he rubs his chin and thinks for a few seconds before reaching out to take the pen.

- Think I’m gonna call you doll. Dollface. You’re cute. Don’t worry your pretty little head, doll. Y’ need somebody to look out for y’, alright? Trust me.

He holds the notepad and pen back out to you and you take it, twisting the pen between your fingers as you gaze at the words on the paper. You can feel your cheeks burn when you read what he’s said about you being cute. It’s probably the first nice thing anyone’s ever said to you. You glance up at him and shake your head no at him, frowning. Then you take the pen and start to write out your response.

-Kit.. Please don’t. It’s not worth the trouble, okay?

It is, doll. And I’m going to, whether y’ want me to or not.

You sigh when he shows you the notepad. He’s probably one of those stubborn types. Nothing you say will matter, he’s going to do what he wants, regardless.

Do you want to walk around? The guard is full of shit. You can walk, you just can’t go out yet. They did it to me too.

You nod and he holds out his hand. You gaze at it warily but you reach out and you take hold of it. Kit pulls you up from where you’re sitting and he leads you out of the room. As you roam the halls with him, he tells you about what got him put in, he tells you that he knows some of why you were put in too and you swallow hard when he admits that. As you round a corner, he stops you both, putting a hand up against the column of your neck. “This is.. It’s okay, right?”

You nod. He smiles a little, it’s a sweet little grin, his cheeks turning a pale pink. “I’m gonna take care of you now, alright? Everything is gonna be just fine, doll.”

#kit walker #kit walker imagine #kit walker fanfiction #kit walker x reader #kit walker fanfic #kit walker oneshot #kit walker x fem!reader #// read all warnings + proceed with extreme caution

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smt-obsessed · 17 days

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Kit Walker

☆ 24 ☆ infp ☆ taurus ☆ 5'11 ☆

Each symbol portrays a different genre.

💋= smut, 🚨= angst, 👑= darkfic,

🩹= sickfic, 🧸= fluff, 🌦= hurt/comfort

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HEADCANNONS

Nothing yet...

ONE-SHOTS

"Babysitting For Your Neighbor." 💋🧸

Coming soon...

SERIES

Nothing yet...

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✰Masterlist✰

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#kit walker #kit walker x reader #kit walker fanfic #kit walker headcannons #kit walker oneshots #kit walker series #🍪

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luvlanadr · 1 year

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hii there! i'm the anon who had requested the kit walker reverse comfort fluff, I"m just here to thank you and say I actually loved it, it was so sweet!! I really appreciate you had also offered to alter something, it's very kind of you, but don't worry there's no need to change it, it came out really good <3!

btw, I don't want to bother you any further or anything, but if it's not too much and that's okay to ask, i would simply love if you could maybe write a part 2 to this story lol, I felt myself really engaged to the storyline and wanting to know more about what exactly happened to kit in there and all the sweet stuff in their relationship lol... anyways tysm, i really appreciate it <333

hi!!

i'm so sorry this has taken so so long , i loved writing it your prompt was amazing, thank you for your request anon <3

apologies for any grammar or spelling mistakes!!

(just a quick warning, it has been ages since i watched asylum so it may not be the most accurate, regarding the actual plot so i'm sorry!)

𝐤𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

i softly hummed the lyrics to he's so fine, as i prepped the ingredients sister jude had provided for me to make the bread, which she 9insisted i do as my duty for the day.

'he's so fine,' i mumbled as i began mixing the dry ingredients,- swaying my hips ever so slightly 'i wish he were mine,'

i became slightly startled, as i felt a pair of large hands caress my hips, as i felt hot breath against my neck...kit. i had become so highly fixated on the assigned task, that sound of kit entering the kitchen his prescence hadn't even occured to me.

'hiya darlin'' his boston accent thick, yet somehow so gentle, ' didn't mean to jump up on ya', just figured i could help,'

i smiled softly at the simplistic gesture, 'are you sure? it's no bother, i got it,'

he chuckled, 'i want to help, it's no bother suga,' his hands slowly drifted from my hips as he swiftly left an endearing kiss on my cheek; to which i giggled to ever so slightly. 'now how can i help, darlin'

'mhm, well we just mix the dry ingredients, together,' kit just stared at me, listening to me intently as i spoke.

'yes ma'am.' he chuckled, as he followed my instructions.

a huge smile remained plastered on my face as i observed the handsome man before me in sheer awe, how could a man be so perfect. as i inquisistively stared at the busy, fixated kit an impulsive desire hit me, why not just throw a bit of flour on him?

so without properly comprehending it, i did so, i collected some flour and smeared it down the blue shirt he wore, he jumped back in response, chuckling at my stupididty.

'oh were playing like that, huh suga?' he smirked, as he also collected some flour, and booped it on my nose, causing me to huff and cross my arms in response.

'i really didn't think you'd retaliate,' i laughed slightly attempting to wipe the flour off my face, as kit patted it off his shirt.

'well i guess i'm not as predictable as you think, darlin,' he sniggered 'but, now we should get to work i'm not trynna have the rath from sista jude,again.'

so we got back to work, and managed to complete two trays of bread, as i continued, kit came up from behind me again.

'can i help you sir?' i giggled, as i spun around to face him, his hands gripped firmly on my hips.

'i don't know, can you?' kit's voice was sensual and smooth, 'you know, i heard ya singing earlier,'

'oh no, please tell me your joking, i didn-' i paused, i was extremely embarrassed, i was just minding my own business no one was mean to hear especially not kit, god

'hey dont worry darlin,' he caressed the side of my face, cupping it in his hand, 'you gotta pretty voice, matches that pretty face of yours.'

i shook my head in response to his rather cringey remark, to which we both laughed.

'shut up,' i joked-gently pushed his hand away from my face, letting out a sigh, any sense of motivation i had before was now non-existent, leaving me feeling agitated with no drive /to work, to which kit immediately picked up on.

'hey,' he spoke with an excited tone, 'i got an idea,'

'mhm, what?' i responded nonchalantly

'don't question it, i'll show you,' i had no desire to pick apart kit's plan, or to interrogate him or his idea, i leant against the countertop, looking at him inquisitively as he stood before me.

'just scooch forward, darlin,' i fufilled his request stepping forward, before kit snaked a hand around my waist taking my hand and waltzing me around the kitchen, causing me to giggle at his romantic jesture.

he paused as he observed me, letting go of me and hurrying behind me where he engulfed me in his embrace, his hand rested on my hip as he left soft,small kisses against my neck. he mumbled against my skin, 'god, you're so pretty,'

'kit walker, how would sister jude react to you using the lord's name in vain!' i jokingly scolded, leaving us both to erupt into laughter.

although we're in an impractical, peculiar circumstance me and kit were the only ones who truly cared and loved one another- and knew each others truths, through the negatives i'd be there and for stupid light-hearted moments like these we'd always have each other.

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evanchantingpeters · 5 months

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All my feminism goes out the window when I lay eyes on this man... Uff😬

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jellyluvr · 9 months

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The Evans

- their fav position ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

I think spill the t already did this but it's chill 😋

18+

° . • Tate Langdon • * . ☆ · ° . *

Definitely a bitch for doggystyle.

Anal or vaginal, he'd totally like fuck your brains out in that position.

He'd like it so he can pull your hair and get a better grip on you. And for the view of your ass ofc 💋💋

Luvs taking it from the back. Standing up, laying down.. really doesn't matter to him. Probably cup ur tits while it too

° . • kit walker • * . ☆ · ° . *

What an angel.

Based on how sweet he is he'd probably be bottom. Let you fuck him, yknow?

If he doesn't, definitely just a generic fuck. Him on top, u on bottom. Totally kinda rough unintentionally though

° . • kyle spencer • * . ☆ · ° . *

MISSIONARY!!!

He'd love missionary mainly to see your face. Maybe a few touches on your tits but yknow it's pretty chill.

Regardless of how you react to his size the show must go on.

Too big? Comforting. Slower and kisses.

° . • Franken kyle • * . ☆ · ° . *

Any position where he can get what he wants.

He'd probably have trouble even picking.

So his favoriteS would be from the back, and missionary.

Back as in turned over while sleeping until his needy ass comes along.

If it's not him, definitely you fucking him rather than the other way around.

° . • jimmy darling • * . ☆ · ° . *

Against any surface is the way to go for him

Wall, desk.. bed... even the floor.

He'd push your cheek into it while fucking you or put his hands on the wall or surface.

Basically from the back but he has a preference for it definitely.

° . • James patrick march • * . ☆ · ° . *

Missionary. No arguments about it. Missionary!!

He's definitely kinky and teasing, so he'd bring a knife in and possibly fuck you with the handle 👀 (lmk if you want a fic abt that)

Or on a surface as well, but you facing up. He'd make it to where you could see him the whole time. If you tried to look away he'd probably slap you or turn your head and keep it there.

° . • kai anderson • * . ☆ · ° . *

Anything.

Anything to feel your pussy around him.

Missionary, or against the wall.

He'd fold you and put your knees over his shoulders most likely.

Kai'd like it so he could see his dick in you, and the cum oozing out when he was done.

He would definitely nibble on your tits while fucking you too. Like no doubt.

° . • Jeff pfister • * . ☆ · ° . *

Over something.

From the back anal or vaginal like tate.

He'd like it because he wouldn't have to see your face. As mean as it sounds, you're probably just his side chick.

If you're not, he'd fold you as well. Quite rough too.

° . • Austin Sommers • * . ☆ · ° . *

With you on top of his lap.

He'd hold you and fuck you pretty rough.

Whisper in your ear occasionally, give you no mercy on your clit. 🙈

And of course, he'd definitely cum inside. Everyone knows that.

° . • peter maximoff • * . ☆ · ° . *

Ohhh...

He's not the rough type, but also not the gentle type.

Missionary. Definitely.

He'd go to your liking, take your moans and face expression as a hint to slow down or go faster.

He'd probably kiss you a lot during it. Along your neck, face.. chest. Leave a mark on you 💕

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I probably left out a few things so I apologize if so lmfao

Taglist: @kaismanwich @tatelangdonsgirll @daylas-life @hyperharlz @kaiju-superstar @howtobesasha @luttic @spill-the-t @ima0nahlol

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likablenightmare · 6 months

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I.. uh..YES. I’m down. Sorry guys.. are u mad at me?

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dangeroustaintedflawed · 14 days

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evanpfics · 9 months

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Could you do a smut for kit walker in the asylum where we're a staff member reader in a secret relationship with kit who is assigned to punish him for something he was caught doing, and kit is left strapped to a bed in apprehension waiting for the punishment, but then he feels extremely relieved when it's the reader who walks in for it, and then they end up making out instead?

Thank you

Secret Sesh - Kit Walker (smut)

Summary: A issue happens leaving kit all alone strapped to the bed with you. You decide to let your unpure thoughts take over the situation and take the opportunity to mess with Kit.

w a r n i n g s : Oral ( Kit Receiving), Bondage if you squint, Overstimulation, cussing, mentions of harm/torture, handjobs, secret sex ( mainly just Kit receiving pleasure )

You watch as Sister Jude torments Kit in so many ways it’s almost unbearable to watch.

“Tell the truth kit, let your sins be known and your soul will be purified. This is your last chance.” She says as she signals staff to go get some more “tools” for her to use.

“Sister.. please. I swear I didn’t kill nobody..” He said struggling to keep his breath in a steady rhythm.

Sister Jude sighs as ne shakes her head seeming disappointment.

Kit looks at you as if he was asking you for help and you knew you couldn’t interfere otherwise that would probably be you next.

You can hear the door creek open, you expected it to be the staff coming in with more materials to “help” kit, it was Sister Mary Eunice.

“There has been an incident across the ward Sister Jude, they are calling every staff member to go help solve the issue.” She says sounding oddly calm.

Sister Jude sighs deeply.

“I suppose I can leave this murderer for you to ‘deal’ with then Sister Y/N.” She clicks.

“But shouldn’t I go hel-“

“No. We can’t leave him to believe there is hope to get away with such a disgusting act. Even if it’s for a minute.” She snaps.

You nod.

You watch Sister Jude and Sister Eunice leave, Eunice giving you a quick smirk before leaving. You were bit shocked but believed your mind just made it up.

You gulp as the door shuts behind them.

You can hear kit trying to wiggle his way out of the straps holding him down.

You and kit have been quite on and off. You knew having any feelings for each other was forbidden working here, but even someone such as yourself sometimes had unpure thoughts.

“Y/N.. you don’t have to do this. You know I didn’t do anything wrong.” He exclaimed trying to convince you.

You already knew you couldn’t hurt him, you cared about him too much to even think about it.

Having to watch it be done was worse.

You stayed silent and took time to think about ways to convince sister Jude you “punished” him.

You clicked your tongue. Making your way closer to him.

“You know I couldn’t do such a thing as hurt you.” You placed your hand on his cheek, caressing your thumb against it.

His face settling in your palm.

“But It was an order to teach you a lesson.” You exclaimed gently bitting your bottom lip.

His face stared up at you curious yet a bit worried by what you meant.

Your face moved to his crashing your lips into his. He let out a slight groan.

You’ve been waiting to touch him for so long, hardly had anytime alone near him.

He opened his mouth slightly from the groan allowing your tongue to travel inside his mouth. Your tongues moved along each others causing you to paint a faint smile on your face.

You broke the kiss allowing the both of you to catch your breath. You hand that was on his cheek slowly made its way down.. to his neck all the way down to his stomach.

Your drew slight circles over his stomach.. moving down to his waist.

You can see his mouth hang slightly open curiously eager to see your next move.

He was wearing the normal little white gown that he always wore. It was easy to make him exposed to you.

You lifted up the gown revealing his already half-hard member.

He bit his bottom lip slightly turning embarrassed from his vulnerable state.

You licked your lip before gently wrapping your hand around his shaft, slowly jerking it to get it fully erect.

He exhaled sharply from the pleasure, pleasure he hasn’t felt in awhile.

You slightly started to stroke his shaft quicker. You can hear the blocked groans from him shutting his mouth shut, feeling slight vibrations through-out his body.

Once you felt him become fully hard you started to stroke your thumb against his tip while still stroking his shaft.

You can feel him stiff up wiggling slightly as his head threw back into the pillow causing the bed he was on to move, making the wheels squeak.

“We can’t be loud kit, if they catch us they will punish both of us, for real this time.” You exclaimed shushing him slightly.

He let out another muffled groan with a light nod, biting his bottom lip.

You jerked him off a bit quicker rubbing circles with your thumb against the top of his tip.

You can see his chest caving in then back out his breathing pacing up.

Pre-cum leaked down his shaft making your movements more sloppy and swift. Only sending him more over the edge.

You can feel him start to squirm so you tightly grip the edge of the bed he laid on making sure the noise doesn’t alert anyone who could be near by.

You can feel his cock slightly twitch before you felt semen run down his cock followed by a loud grunt.

You smirked slightly. You moved your body so your mouth was near his drenched cock.

You licked up against his shaft before your tongue hit his now over-stimulated tip. He jolted his head up watching as you did so.

He bit his lip as his eyebrow twitched.

“W-what are you.. doing?” He stuttered still struggling to catch his breath from his last release.

“I was ordered to teach you a lesson, so that’s what I’m going to do.” You said before swirling your tongue around his leaking tip.

His hips wiggled against the bed as small groans escaped his mouth.

You slowly started to bob your head up and down his cock making sure your tongue was still shifting against the top of his tip. Tasting all of him.

You let out light moans as his cock reaches the back of your throat, making the pleasure he felt twice as good as his whole cock felt the vibration.

“Y/N.. fuck.” He moaned.

You continued to bob your head up and down his cock until you can feel him coming closer to his second finish.

You can feel his hips suddenly start to lightly thrust. Making him go deeper into your mouth making you moan more vibrations against his hardened member.

You can feel his cum seem out of his tip and into your mouth. His hips buckled into your mouth as his load finished releasing letting out a loud moan.

You swallowed his load before pulling yourself off, a line of a mixture of spit and cum connecting your lips to his tip before disappearing.

His cock finally softened leaving his tip slightly red from the overstimulation.

His breathing was jagged leaving him drenched in sweat.

You giggled a bit.

You heard footsteps approaching so you gasped before quickly covering him up.

The door creaked opened once again.

“I see you dealt with the patient, hm? Guessing based off the sounds being heard all the way from down the hall.”

It was Sister Eunice once again. A faint smile appearing on her face.

You always suspected that she knew about the things going on between you and kit, but she never said anything about it to anyone else so you never spoke about it to her.

“I um.. yes! Yeah! Just hope his soul will be forgiven by our Lord for all of the pitiful sins this monster has committed.” You quickly said not knowing if you really even sounded convincing.

She stared into your eyes letting out a low “mhm” hum leaving the room in silence soon after. You stared back not sure what she was even doing leaving you both in a stare off.. becoming more uncomfortable and awkward by the second.

“You are needed afterall with the issue, so I’ve came to get you.” She said finally breaking the silence.

“What about ki- the patient?” You asked.

She stared at kit examining his current condition. Seeing his breathing still jagged and his eyes shut from exhaustion then stared back at you.

“You already dealt with him, yes? If so, he wouldn’t have the energy to make it far or attempt anything. He is still strapped down so I doubt he could do much either way.” She insisted. Slowly making her way back out the room.

You nodded before following her soon after taking a quick glance at kit before walking out. A smile appeared on your face adoring his features before shutting the door.

Thank you for reading !! Added a little more then asked for.. couldn’t help myself. Oopsies.

( any support is appreciated )

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