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frankenkyle19 · 8 months

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You Can If You Want

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warnings/description: Kit Walker x Virgin!reader, smut, handjobs, blowjobs, heavy petting, spit, soft!dom Kit, fingering, p in v, Kit Walker being too hot for his own good, I think that’s it. Not proofread, wrote in like an hour please forgive me

Kit reasoned that he had an average sex drive for a man his age. It was something he thoroughly enjoyed not just for his own pleasure, but for his partners as well. Kit was a very attentive lover, putting the needs of others before himself. In fact, their pleasure only intensified his own.

He was gentle, but could be rough if asked. He was very versatile and while usually vanilla in bed, it was anything but boring. That’s when he met you. The innocent young lady who took an instant liking to him. You’d heard his reputation around town from the other women. How good he was in bed, but the idea of it scared you a bit. You were a virgin, having never had a ‘real’ relationship before. You took to Kit instantly. You two met in a diner and he’d asked you out on a date. And of course, since you weren’t stupid, you said yes.

He was patient with you, and never pushed you to do something you didn’t want to. He let you take the lead. Call the shots. Your first kiss with him was electric, and you immediately wanted more. But no. You wanted to go slow with this. Kit did too. He wanted you to really be ready and never feel pressured to do anything like that just for him.

Your kisses soon turned to full make out sessions with you sliding into Kit’s lap, your lips connected as you wrapped your arms around his neck, desperately pulling him closer. You’d never felt like this before. For anyone. It all felt so surreal. How had you found the perfect man?

Your makeout sessions usually ended as such. Just kissing. Until your touches began to get a bit bolder, sliding your hands under his shirt, feeling his bare skin against yours. It made you shiver with anticipation. Mind racing with the dirtiest of thoughts.

And then there was tonight. It started as a few simple kisses until it turned into another makeout session. Something very common between the two of you. You were seated in his lap, chasing his lips with your own when your hand reached down and gently cupped his half hard bulge.

Kit tensed, meeting your eyes, his own dark ones blown wide.

“Suga- we- ya’ don’t have to do that doll-“ he started, but you pressed a finger to his lips to quiet him.

“I want to.” You admitted with a blush. You were so curious and wanted nothing more than to finally see him in all his glory. To touch him. Make him feel good. It made your romantic heart flutter.

“Are you sure?” He placed his hands gently on your shoulders, watching you intently. “I can wait baby. I love you, I just want you to be comfortable.”

Bless his heart. Kit Walker, ever the gentleman. How did you go about telling him you wanted to? That you wanted him to fuck you. You wanted to touch him. See what made him squirm.

You pressed your hand a bit harder on his bulge and his breath hitched, grinding his hips up against your hand ever so slightly. I mean if you wanted this, he was ever so willing.

You were so curious, just waiting to see what was under those tight jeans of his. Of course you’d seen a dick or two before, but this was much different. Something so much more special. Sharing this moment with Kit.

You brought your other hand down to unbuckle and slide off his belt, slipping it through the loops until it fell loose. You then worked on the button and zipper of his jeans, getting those undone next. He sighed in relief at the release of tension, and your eyes were glued to his groin.

Now free of the confines of his more than tight jeans, his cock was filling out even more, poking out of the waistband of his underwear. You swallowed hard, swiping your thumb over the barely visible tip that peeled out of the waistband. Like a little surprise.

Kit shivered, a quiet groan slipping from his lips and you instantly froze, assuming you’d done something wrong.

Kit peeked down at you, eyebrow raised curiously

“Something wrong suga?”

“I just thought- was that a good noise?”

Kit nearly chuckled at your innocence, nodding. “Mhm, a very good noise baby. Ya makin’ me feel soooo good. You can keep going if ya want to.” He said, giving you permission to continue.

And you did. You carefully slipped his jeans down his thighs before doing the same with his underwear, watching as his cock nearly jumped out of you.

You gasped quietly which brought a quiet amused laugh from Kit’s lips.

“It won’t bite, baby. You can touch if ya want to.”

If you want to.

How he ended all his sentences, constantly reminding you to only do this if you wanted to.

You nodded and reached out, letting your palm slide against the side of his cock, watching as it reacted to your touch, twitching ever so slightly. You watched in awe, completely enthralled.

Kit smiled fondly at you before he leaned his head back, swallowing hard, Adam’s apple bobbing as his throat was bared.

You looked back up at him and the way your innocent eyes shimmered with a devilish look nearly made Kit cum that very second.

“Can you show me how?” You asked, glancing back down at his cock that was now leaking pre-cum from the slit.

Kit nodded, eyes glazed over a bit from the pleasure that you were bringing. He took your hand and carefully wrapped it around his cock, applying decent pressure.

“Just- Mm- just like that suga. Ya just move your hand up and down, feels so good.” He assured, letting go of your hand and letting you try it for yourself.

Your hand barely wrapped around his girth and you seriously questioned how that would fit inside you. No matter, you weren’t there yet. You’d worry about it when it came time to.

You let out a pleased laugh. He was so warm, so hard but the skin was so soft. It was a feeling you could get used to. You did as he said, letting your hand slide up and down. Kit hummed contently before opening his mouth to guide you once more.

“Ya can spit on it too. Helps let your hand slide over it easier.” He suggested, helping you figure out what to do.

You let the saliva collect in your mouth for a second before you leaned down, letting a string of it slip from your mouth. The second it landed on the tip of Kit’s cock, a strangled moan came from his mouth, nearly scaring you.

He was getting progressively more worked up, his chest rising and falling a little heavier than before.

You smeared your spit across his cock with the palm of your hand, causing Kit to buck into said hand with a quiet sigh of pleasure.

“Just like that suga. Feels amazin’” his accent got heavier just as his breathing had, letting himself go a bit more as things progressed.

He closed his eyes and leaned his head back against the pillows of his bed, sighing happily.

You leaned down curiously, his cock right in front of your face and you carefully stuck your tongue out and let it run across the thick head of it.

Kit’s head shot right back up, watching you intensely as you ran your tongue along his length. The taste as a bit salty, a bit bitter, but it was Kit.

“You don’t gotta do that suga-“ he said, not wanting you to feel pressured to do anything you didn’t want.

You rolled your eyes a bit and continued your adventure across his length, humming as you wrapped your lips around him finally. The stretch of your lips and the full feeling in your mouth was new. Interesting. But you enjoyed it. Especially seeing how it affected the man above you.

“Ya can’t look that innocent takin’ me like that baby- mmm f-fuck-“

Kit didn’t cuss much, so you knew he was beginning to lose control. And you found yourself wanting him to.

He let you do as you wanted for a while before he pulled you off of him, much to your dismay.

“Was it not good?” You asked, immediately assuming you’d done something wrong.

Kit shook his head, a blush appearing on his already flushed cheeks.

“No baby- no I just- I was close… didn’t want to cum in your mouth.” He said, avoiding your gaze. Oh, so he was the shy one now? You’d explore that more in the future.

“Kit please. I want this. Want you to take my virginity.” You hadn’t ever been very serious about any of that, wasn’t planning on waiting till marriage. Just… waiting for the right person, and you knew in your heart that person was Kit. The one you trusted enough to share this experience with. Who you knew wouldn’t judge you for any of it.

Kit pulled you into a kiss before his hands found their way to your little skirt, slipping easily under it. His thumb found your clothed slit and grinned at feeling how wet you’d become for him. He wanted to make this as painless as possible for you, so he wanted to try and open you up on his fingers first before he even attempted with his cock.

He laid you down against the bed, looking down at you with the biggest shit eating grin on his lips.

“Just relax for me suga, yeah? Gonna make ya feel real good. Such a good girl, all for me.” He hummed, his words sending a heavy shiver down your spine, through all your nerve endings.

You nodded, arching into his touch as his fingers slipped under the waistband of your underwear and pulled them down your legs.

His fingers instantly found their way to your core and you gasped as he slipped a finger into you, easily. It felt odd, but you had experimented with your own pleasure before, so it wasn’t completely foreign.

It went like that for a while, Kit easing you into it, the whole time leaving gentle kisses all over your body, making you blush.

Eventually he had three fingers inside you, and it was a bit uncomfortable but not overbearingly so. You just felt full and you couldn’t even begin to fathom how full his cock would make you feel.

“I’m ready, Kit. Please. I want it. Want you.” You begged, writhing underneath him with a frustrated huff.

He carefully peeled off the rest of his clothes as well as yours, situating himself between your legs and lining himself up with your entrance.

“Look at me, look at me suga. If it hurts too much, if you’re uncomfortable or if you just aren’t feeling it you tell me and we stop. Okay?” He pressed the softest of kisses to your forehead, one of his hands reaching for your own and holding it gently, rubbing his thumb across your knuckles.

You could probably cry at this moment. How sweet he was. How much he cared about you. It was so overwhelming in the best ways.

You nodded at his words, pulling him down into another kiss as he slowly slowly began to push himself into you. It hadn’t hurt at first, but at a certain point he hit resistance and it hurt like hell. You winced, squeezing his hand tightly in your own, clenching your eyes shut. Kit whispered sweet nothings in your ear and placed gentle kisses across your neck and shoulders.

You zoned out a bit, trying to think of anything but the pain when Kit gently tapped your shoulder.

“Hardest parts over suga. I’m all the way in.” He said softly, pressing another sweet kiss to your lips.

A relieved sigh left your lips, the intense burning feeling fading into a dull pain. Kit leaned against you, not daring to move until you assured him you were ready, and when he got the go ahead, he pulled out slowly almost all the way until thrusting back in, still being careful to be gentle.

You never knew what you had expected to come with sex, but you never thought it could be so tender. It didn’t have to be fast and rough to be good. Sure you could see yourself enjoying that in the future but right now in this moment, you felt wonderful.

He began to tremble above you and even though you’d never experienced it before, you knew he was close to his release. He reached down and gently rubbed circles across your clit, the pleasure spiking. Suddenly you felt very hot and tight. Your bottom lip trembled as you looked up at him, silently telling him you were close.

He smiled softly, knowingly as he continued what he was doing, and soon you were falling over the edge, throwing your head back, your breath quickening and your chest heaving. It felt so intense. So good. So much better than all the times you’d pleasured yourself.

Kit went to pull out of you, to release across your chest, but you wrapped your legs around his waist and kept him in place.

“Inside. Please baby.”

Those words alone sent him straight over the edge and he gasped, leaning over you with a groan as you felt him fill you up.

You held him to your chest as you both caught your breath and you wondered how you had gotten so lucky.

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kai-anderson-whore · 6 months

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Ghost boy (Tate langdon x fem reader smut) kinktober fic 6

Summary: you and your friends go to the abandoned murder house, where you met Tate

Warnings: smut, sex against a wall, sex with a ghost, teasing, clit stimulation somewhat public sex (since it’s a abandoned house 🤷‍♀️)

Word count: 1,5k

A/n: this was shit and the ending was so rushed, I’m so behind on this so I might not post the full ten fics but if I do they may be some after Halloween

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You heard all the rumours about the infamous murder house, how it's haunted, people who step foot there get killed, how the ghosts that live there aren't really ghosts they're just like humans only cold 'bullshit' you thought. You were always a sceptic about all that paranormal stuff, never believed in it one bit.

So when your friends came up with the idea of visiting the murder house you were more than willing to go and see. You wanted to prove your friends wrong, there was no such thing as ghosts. Now outside the old run down building, wooden barriers barricaded the windows except for one on the side of the house.

"So we going in or what" you spoke up unfazed by the eerie sight of the abandoned house. Your friends on the other hand looked if so they already regretted coming here. "Maybe this isn't a good idea, I mean have you heard the stories y/n, once you go in there's a high chance you never get out to tell the tale" your friend Chelsea's scared tone making you chuckle.

"Yeah and that's what it is a tale, it's just to scare kids from going in here and get drunk, all bullshit" you laughed climbing into the house. "What are you doing, are you crazy!?" Your other friend Oliver hissed. "Oh come on you two wanted to come here in the first place now your chickening out" you scoffed your leather jacket nearly getting caught on an overgrown branch connecting to the brick wall.

"Yeah it's fucking creepy" Oliver admitted you just laughed once again one of your legs on the ledge of the old window, the other inside the house barely touching the ground. "Fine I'm going in, I bet I'll make it out alive" you mocked dismissing them and jumping fully into the old house.

You heard their pleas for you to come back, never did you listen once you got something on your mind you do it. Going further into what you expect to be the dinning room, nothing was really out of place like someone had been living here. Dust was collecting on some parts of the house, no graffiti on the walls or smashed glass like other places you been to 'weird?'.

Nothing really sparked your interests downstairs, deciding to take your attention upstairs. Searching room to room all you found were some old photos of the Harmon family that lived here. Entering another room all dark 'this is probably a boys room' you thought to yourself looking around the room.

Spotting a record collection mostly grunge and rock music nirvana, Alice and the chains, hole and some artists who inspired the grunge scene. "Good taste" you hummed to yourself out loud. "Thanks" a voice chimed making out yelp in fright, clutching your chest.

"WHAT THE FUCK!" You snapped turning your head to find a boy with blonde hair with a amused smile and arms folded over his chest. "Didn't mean to scare you" he defended holding his hands up. "Who are you?" You asked not feeling scared anymore. You couldn't help but find this mysterious guy attractive he wore a knitted sweater with baggy jeans and converse.

"I'm Tate, I live here" he shrugged.

"What you live in a abandoned house yeah right" you scoffed not believing it. "I'm a ghost so yeah I live here" he says in a serious tone. "Sure and I'm the pope, did Chelsea and Oliver set you up for this, if they did nice try" you laughed which only made Tate a little bit frustrated.

"No" Tate unfolds his arms taking a step towards you. "Okay Tate prove your a ghost" you challenged standing from your kneeled position. "Why would I need to prove I'm dead" he scoffed rolling his eyes. "Because your not dead, but you are kinda cute" you smirked, Tate couldn't help but blush at your compliment. "Well thanks I guess, not so bad yourself if I may add" he returned his voice somewhat dulcet but a smirk always playing on his lips.

"Thanks Casper" you smiled biting your bottom lip. Standing up from your kneeled position. Leaving the room exploring more parts of the house. "You know shouldn't really be here alone" Tate speaks up you turn your head, raising an eyebrow. "And why's that Casper?".

"Because you never know what's in here" he shrugs. You chuckled dismissively, "oh yeah the boogeyman is going to get me is is". Tate smirked at you he couldn't lie he thought you were beautiful, with your leather jacket, the way your hair would flow as the breeze of the house swished past you. He oddly felt nervous around you but wanted to be close to you.

You notice his nervousness, smirking to yourself. "Do I make you nervous Casper?".

"What no" he blushed.

"I do" you laughed stepping closer to him, you could practically feel how nervous he was, swallowing a lump in his throat. You smiled seductively at Tate standing in front of him, "maybe just a little" Tate chuckled blushing. A new wave of confidence washed over you, you couldn't deny he was extremely attractive even if it was weird that he was randomly in this abandoned house.

"And why do I make you nervous Casper?" You teasingly asked using your newfound nickname. Tate swallowed a lump in his throat "w-well your really pretty that's why" he mumbles. Now face to face with him. "Oh really I'm pretty?" You teased now playing with the hem of his flannel.

"Yeah" he chuckled, you couldn't deny your attraction to the boy. Now with the sudden wave of confidence you kissed him, feverishly. Tate's eyes blown wide at your sudden action, but responded to your lips nonetheless. Your hand cupped his cheek deepening the kiss.

A moan left your lips feeling Tate's hands on your body, he was cold but you assumed that it was because of the cold air in the abandoned house. Tate grew the confidence to pin you to the nearest wall you gasped feeling the cold wall come in contact with you.

A smirk crept on his lips, his hand on your waist now slowly creeping under your skirt, his thumb coming in contact with your clit, you let out another gasp and he rubbed you through your nearly soaked panties. You grew wetter by the second, your hand gripped his shoulder to steady yourself. "Your so wet" Tate chuckled retracing his hand from your underwear.

His lips attacked your neck leaving purple marks along your delicate skin. You sighed your hand cupped his bulged rubbing him through his jeans. Before unbuttoning the button. "Eager are we?" Tate chuckles. "Just fuck me" you sighed. Tate pulled down his jeans and underwear just enough for his cock to string free.

His hands on the backs on your thighs signalling your to jump, which you did. Your underwear moved to one side he lined himself up with your entrance teasingly. "Don't tease me" you whined. Tate chuckled slowly pushing himself into you. Your eyes rolling back in pleasure your grip on his shoulder tightened.

Tate bottomed out inside you before retracting his hips from you, thrusting in you. Moans slowly crept their way out your lips, he stretched you out perfectly. Your head resting on Tate's shoulder, "harder" you panted your body jolting with each thrust, "I don't think you deserve it yet" Tate grinned, you immediately felt frustrated with his disapproval of your request. "Please, please Casper, I need it please" you begged, Tate's thrusts got even more slower.

"You know that's not my name, say my name and I'll maybe consider it" Tate's voice was more deep and dominant, "I'm sorry Tate, please fuck me harder please tate" you pleaded. “Well since you asked so nicely” he smirked.

His hips thrusted into you in a much faster pace, you almost screamed out in pleasure and pain, it felt so good. Tates hips were erratic the pace they went you were sure he would split you in two. Your head resting on the wall behind you. Your legs pulling him closer.

You felt dangerously close to the edge, Tate could tell “you close?” He asked, you nodded your head humming in response. “Use your words” Tate coaxed, smirking wickedly. “I’m so close” you panted out. Feeling that knot form in your stomach.

“Let go baby” he whispered, you let go over his cock with a loud moan. Your nails digging into his flannel, your orgasm triggering his own release. He pulling out of you spilling his seed on your thigh. You panted trying to catch your breath.

Tate set your feet down on the floor, you fixed your underwear and skirt. “That was fun” Tate smirked tucking himself back into his pants . You smiled nodding “yeah I gotta go my friends are outside waiting on me” I giggled. “Oh okay maybe I’ll see you around?” He asked. “Sure I’ll see you around” you smiled Leaving Tate.

You made it outside seeing your friends by the gates of the abandoned house. “What took you so long we were about to send a search party out for you” Oliver says. “Keep your head on, I’m here now I just found some cool stuff that’s all” you smirked blushing a little. “Come on let’s go” Oliver sighed, the three of you walked away from the house you looked at a window seeing Tate. You smiled and waved as you walked away.

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kaiscumsock · 8 months

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an evan peters collage

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Evan Peters and Niecy Nash dancing at the Emmys after party 🥰

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jellyluvr · 11 months

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Good girl 2

- Kai x fem reader ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

Same thing 4 this one as last time. Professor x student. Also this is 4 @lucypetersworld, or anyone else who wanted a pt2

Tw: hardcore sex, doggystyle, smut, and kai punishing you. (Spankings)

S: you go back to class and kai is waiting for you

The outfit is what I imagined for reader to wear!! Minus the emo btw lol

(You can imagine whatever u want tho!!)

Ever since you had left the class yesterday you had been on edge about the whole thing. You knew it was wrong for your teacher to do that... but you loved it. You had liked it too much for you to just leave that feeling away.

So you decided to wear another one of your slutty skirts. This time it was black mini skirt and a black cami. You were carrying your bookbag as well, and entered the classroom, kais eyes shifting to you. Unfortunately for the both of you there were people in there so you couldn't do anything.

You just flashed a smile before going up the small steps quickly and going in your usual spot. There were a few people in class, and kai just returned with the lesson.

And it was practically the same as yesterday's.

He knew exactly what he was doing. While you looked over the notes 'Mr Anderson' had written for you, you realized he had just given you the ones from what would be today. So, you didn't do anything. This time, you were able to drink your coffee, the hot liquid stinging your tongue.

You were probably going to regret that later. But at least you got to enjoy it.

And as you watched kai move, you realized what you had worn today really matched what he was wearing... just barely. Of course, it wasn't intentional.. but you did think it was cute.

But all you could think of was how he made you feel. How his big hands had touched you... how his fingers had made you squirm. You still hadn't quite figured it out yet. And how warm he was when you sat on his lap.

I mean, you had never sat on a lap before, but it was definitely weird how he had been so warm. Was it because maybe he-

"Y/n?" Kai spoke, bringing you out of your thoughts.

"Huh?" You looked down. You weren't sure what he wanted. You had only been thinking of yesterday, and you were positive he knew that.

"Are you writing this down..?" He stared up at you. He was acting like a total prick, but you knew later he'd be sweet. But you were definitely not taking notes. It wasn't like you could say that he had written them in for you, though... so it was simple, "Yeah." With a nod.

He shouldn't have even been monitoring you. It wasn't his job. All he did was give lectures to kids and let them do whatever they wanted. He just looked out for you, and it made it obvious something was going on.

Maybe you were just anxious. You hadn't even noticed your finger had slipped in between your teeth. Why were you acting so weird? You weren't the type to bite her god damn nails... take those out of your mouth.

And that was exactly what you did. You'd need to straighten up before the 5 people in the classroom left. You couldn't embarrass yourself. It was already pretty embarrassing that you didn't know what he had done to your body yesterday. You couldn't embarrass yourself further. It was almost impossible but what If you tripped on your way down there?

What if he thinks you look bad in black? What if he thinks you're gross..?

It was always what if that got you afraid. "What if" was enough to scare the shit out of you. Just all the scenarios were frightening.

What if he knows you're nervous? Then what would he do? Maybe he'd be a little nicer? Rougher? Waiting for the future frustrated you. You wanted the future now. You already had the notes for the lesson.. so, you turned to another page.

It was blank, of course, but you put your pen to it, making it full of life in some way.

You filled the page with small doodles, stupid ideas, and quotes you had read online. Drawing was always something to calm you down. Music, too. So, you made a little strawberry with limbs in the bottom left corner, little music notes surrounding him. Or her. You weren't quite sure yet.

But, one person began to leave. That always made others leave, so now you started to pay attention more. To the people, not the lesson. Your eyes grazed over each time someone moved, the way they shifted in their seats and played with their colored markers.

You envied 'those girls' organization. The plush pink highlighters and dull blues. The perfect black pen to write down anything. Oh, how lucky they were. So fucking annoying too.

You hated the way they dress though. They all looked the same. The same leggings the same croptops... it was embarrassing. They honestly looked really ugly. Their blonde hair was like blinding. Their stupid bracelets and fancy necklaces. You knew they'd probably grow up to be an accountant at an elementary school. Probably still with a stick up their ass too.

You kept watching the people in your class. Where it was weird, you were bored. Drawing wasn't your strongest suit despite you doing it so much. That's what you thought, at least.

Then, finally, one girl stood up and grabbed her books, her little friend following. They giggled and laughed once they left.. and that finally left you and kai. Alone.

That word started to scare you. You felt your stomach drop.. like on the Rollercoasters. On the drop. Your stomach turned, your insides feeling almost hot? And that had been all it took for you to become wet. Just the thought of being with kai, Mr. Anderson.

"Y/n would you come down here please? Bring your notes." He smiled, turning his head back to his desk and doing something that you knew was nonexistent. Your body froze. You looked at him, then back at your notebook. Nothing. Absolutely nothing was on that paper. Just two little doodles. You turned the page, half the notes written. Barely anything, but maybe he wouldn't be so hard on you?

You stood up, making sure to pull down your skirt a little from how short it was. You took your notebook and fancy black pen, then walked down. 'Don't trip, don't trip...' you mumbled to yourself, watching your every step. These damn stairs were so narrow... so tiny. It was ridiculous, but finally you reached the tiled floor, Mr. Anderson's desk peeking from your peripheral vision.

You looked up, only being met with him also looking up. He moved his blue hair out of his face before gesturing you over. Fuck, you were afraid.

Your feet began to move, your mind moving faster than anything in the room. Your mind was going too fast.. too much thoughts to think. Then, you had made it beside his desk.

"Did you write everything down? I wouldn't want you to fail.." he laughed lightly, taking your book from your hands and placing it on his desk with a 'thump'.

You watched his expression change as he read the little amount of notes you had.. you had barely written anything down. Of course he'd be mad.

"Sorry." You squeaked out, your hands coming infront of your mouth to bite on your nails. You stopped yourself, awkwardly putting your hands down. Kai looked up at you, still not saying anything.

"Is there a reason you didn't write anything down?" He asked, resting his head on his hand. He was obviously disappointed.. you couldn't even say anything more.

You opened your mouth lightly, your eyes moving across the room for any type of answer.

"Turn around." He said sternly. He wasn't fucking around clearly.. so you turned around. You heard him get up from his chair, his weight causing it to squeak a little. You felt your waist get grabbed from behind before your whole body moved, your chest being pushed up against his desk and your ass up for his enjoyment.

"You know what happens to girls who don't do what they're told.. don't you?" He asked, his hands moving up and down your back. You swallowed, feeling how your skirt was riding up. You knew your panties were visible.. and it made you so much more wet for him.

"I- no.." you said, your hands moving out infront of you. Then, before you could even register what was happening you felt a hard slap on your ass. You yelped, your eyes shutting with the pain.

"You get punished." You felt another hard slap in the same spot, making you gasp. It stung. Your ass stung... with pleasure. Your pussy started to clench around nothing... you were desperate for any type of touch.

Then, you felt a slap right on your cunt. Perfectly angle to touch your clit.. you moaned. Immediately you covered your mouth, your eyes going shut farther.

"Mr. Anderson.." you let your hand fall off your face, your eyes opening. Then, you heard the clinks of his belt coming undone, then his pants falling to the floor. Your head turned to look at him, but he then pulled down his boxers, his hot erection pushing up against your panties.

You moaned a little, your bottom lip going into your teeth for a second.

"Sh..." he hushed you, his hand going to your panties, his thumb carefully going to your clothed, drenched pussy. You let out a little whimper, but right in the middle of it you felt your panties getting ripped, then his tip rubbing against your wet folds.

"So wet for me... good girl." He praised, but then that quickly became nothing. He teased your pussy a little more, and you were going to ask him to stop.. so you could collect yourself, his cock plunged in you, deep. Very deep. You let out all the air in your mouth, your pussy hugging his cock nicely.

He let out a groan, but it turned into a laugh before you felt him slam into you, his hands going to your ass. You moaned a little more, feeling your eyes get pricked with tears.

"Fuck, you're tight.." he closed his eyes, looking down at his cock that was fully into you. He slapped your ass again, then thrusted into you once more. He went past your cervix.. it just hurt so much. Kai clearly didn't care, he continued to stretch you out, his hands kneading your ass.

"Oooh! Mm~" you bit your lip, he dick still fucking you hard. He pounded into you, his pelvis slamming into your ass and making so much noise. Then, as you moaned a whimpered you felt kais hand cover your mouth as he continued to fuck you.

"Good girls stay quiet.." he groaned, still slamming into you. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head while you continued to make noise, not being able to hold back. His cock was too big for you. Your small tight holes..

Kai went a little harder as he felt his orgasm reach closer, but he still went on. He didn't care if you were about 12 years younger than him.. he wanted you soo soo bad.

"Fuck fuck fuck.." he said to himself, then his thrust got a little sloppy, but he quickly pulled out, and you felt his cum go all over your panties and on your pussy. He finally let go of your mouth, his hand going to pump himself a little more..

"Agh..." he groaned, his dick becoming soft and it pulled from your body. You heard him pull his pants and underwear up, his fingers going to your pussy and rubbing the cum all over you.

You moaned a little, still trying to calm down from what just happened. He walked around the desk, coming infront of you before giving you a kiss on your head.

"Get used to it, sweetheart." He laughed lightly, walking out and leaving you there.

All you had gotten from this was ripped panties and a unsatisfied pussy.

Guess you'd have to come back.. over and over again.

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This one kinda sucks sorry. Also no pt3. You guys are gonna have to imagine it.. sorry

Also should I do a taglist?? I'm honestly thinking about it

And here u go @mrsmarch64.. my beloved🩷

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emyhpeters · 5 months

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black and white photos of evan peters make me lose my mind

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kercovah · 1 year

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some evan peters ahs icons for you by me!

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evannppeters · 1 year

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all problems are left behind when I see this man smiling

#evan peters #evan peters icons #ahs fandom #ahsfx #american horror story #my husband #my love #i want him #quicksilver #kit walker #kai anderson #tate langdon

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evanpetersbuttocks · 1 year

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evan in hats collection. part 1

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kittenwalker · 1 year

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omg u should do a frankenkyle fic where the reader is comforting him during a thunderstorm at night :(

notes : a very sweet and fluffy oneshot with the cuteness overload kyle spencer. Also sorry for the unnecessary long intro 😭 Hope you have a lovely day and remember you always matter. Enjoyyy :)

Y/n was the fifth and newest addition in this academy, competing to be supreme. She got sent here a month ago so, it was true that the other four girls had more advantages than her. But just because she was here later than the others doesn’t mean she is weak. Y/n is just as powerful or even more powerful than some of the girls. She already knew what she was capable of when she was 17 which was two years ago, before she even got here. Y/n just didn’t want to tell anyone because she thought she would get judged about or bullied for. She had no one to talk to about this matter and understand her struggle. So she just taught herself how to manipulate and control her own powers. Along the way she of course got more powerful and stronger but that’s how she got caught being a witch, she was too careless.

Y/n was so angry at her mother that she accidentally lit her curtains on fire. The incident shocked both of them and her mother immediately sent her away. Y/n was devastated to move away, she thought she was going to some psych wards or juvenile but she ended up here. Y/n was quite nervous when she arrived but she warmed up with all the witches and now she’s happier here than where she was 2 years ago. She found her people, where it was normal to use her magic.

It wasn’t just the four witches she warmed up too, there was Kyle too. The sweet butler that worked around in the coven. The boy who also always got bossed around, cleaning up other people’s mess, serving them and other terrible things. As much as Y/n loved Madison she was way too cruel to Kyle. So she decided to help him out a little, like playing some games with him and keeping him company. Though he also had this stuttering problem which Y/n soon found out why as he opened up with her. God did it hurt Y/n when hearing about his past, his mother, his death and new life. Everything was terrible in his life but he still had such a big dream to become an engineer.

Y/n tried making his life better by doing everything with him, being there for him. And it did work, Kyle smiled more and looked more cheerful. He just needed a person to accompany him and listen to him at all times. Y/n adored him and Kyle adored her, they are great for each other and they soon indeed became a thing.

Staying up late as always to study and strengthen her powers as the days were counting down to the 7 wonders test. Thankfully, she had the privilege of having her own room so she wouldn’t need to bother anyone.

Y/n had to ace this assessment in order to be supreme, so she sacrificed every hour of her time to study and get better. Even Cordelia is counting on her to be the next supreme and Y/n certainly didn’t want to let her down.

It was about 1.36 am and there was a thunderstorm happening tonight. The wind was so strong that it sucked open her windows and the thunder roared very loud, but she always did enjoy the presence of rain. The smell of it and the comforting feeling it gives off, so she didn’t mind it at all.

But a little someone was the opposite, he was terrified of the rain. The booming of the thunder and the striking brightness of the lighting were all scary to Kyle. He could never sleep when it rains in the middle of the night. He always thinks some monster is going to come up and eat him alive so he puts a pillow over his head and huddles himself in blankets to hide whatever was coming for him. Hoping to sleep it off and forget about it, but tonight wasn’t the case. No matter how much he tossed and turned, he couldn’t fall asleep. So he had only one other solution.

Y/n stared and stared at the pages, trying to understand what the words meant. Her mind was so clouded with finding out the meaning she didn’t even notice that someone had entered her room. “ Y/n? ” A soft spoken Kyle called out, shaking up the distracted Y/n. “ Kyle, what are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be sleeping? ” Kyle made a guilty face and pointed to her window, indicating the storm brewing bigger outside. Y/n quickly understood where he was coming from and shifted herself to the side of the window so he could have space to join her, not needing to be beside his fear as well.

She patted the soft cushion and smiled at Kyle as he ran towards her. Tucking his feet into the mountain of blankets in her bed. He pulled the blanket up to his face and cuddled with it, digging his head into Y/n’s chest as he closed his eyes, whispering a thank you. “ You need the candles to be blown out? ” Kyle quickly opened his eyes and shook his head, making an angry pout. “ I know h-how important… t-this test is, y-you n-need to s-study. ” Such a sweet soul, potentially sacrificing his sleep so she could continue her revision. Y/n softly smiled and pecked his lips before going back to her spell book.

2.23 am, Y/n eyes were starting to droop and the words on the pages were starting to blur. She was about to fall asleep soon but had to jot down a few more notes. Gathering the last bits of her energy, she wrote down some helpful notes for her to not make the same mistakes. As tired as she was, her guard was never down and she felt a pair of eyes staring at her. Turning to her left, she caught a dazed out Kyle still awake, admiring her. “ Mr Spencer, why aren’t you asleep? It’s almost 3 am ” Y/n sternly whispered. Though getting caught, he didn’t stop looking, his eyes glistening with love as he gazed at every inch of her face. “ P-pretty ” He mumbled softly.

Y/n’s eyes widened subtly, crimson red coating her cheeks. She could never get used to compliments or the fact that she is in a relationship. Never knew she was that kind to commit to one, being top is all that got her attention, not boys.

Kyle kept on drooling all over her, studying the beauty of her face. Y/n on the other hand stared into his brown eyes as they trailed all over her face. The moment was beautiful, looking like it came out of a movie from a third person’s view. Their eyes filled with fondness and adoration for each other. God this is true love right here, just like the olden days, true old love that is rare these days. But like every romantic moment in movies, it gets interrupted.

A huge blinding lighting shot through the sky, followed by a loud booming thunder. Kyle scurried under the blankets and pressed his head against her belly. Afraid of what’s out there trying to catch him and take him away. Poor Kyle was all shaken up, Y/n could hear how fast his breathing was and see how fast his chest was rising. To be completely honest, the loud thunder also kinda scared Y/n a bit. But she has to be the bigger person in the situation now, Kyle is more in need of comfort.

“ Kyle it’s alright, it was just a little thunder. I’m here, no one is going to capture you because they’ll have to go through me to get to you and I’m very strong! ” Y/n assured him in a light-hearted tone. After hearing her promise, Kyle slowly lifted the blanket off of his head, peeking to see if there were any monsters. Y/n helped him to get out of the puddle of blankets and hugged him close. Y/n realised he was shaking and rocked him back and forth while she played with his hair.

Y/n cupped Kyle’s face and frowned when she saw his unsettled expression. She used the pads of both her thumbs and swiped it over his cheeks, giving him a kiss on the tip of his nose. Kyle still didn’t seem fine so Y/n needed an idea. Her eyes wandered around to find something to lighten up his mood.

A light bulb lit up in her head and she broke the embrace to grab something from under her bed. She had a collection of stuffed toys in a box and they were all so special to her, they were all her childhood toys and she kept them for nostalgia. They each had a meaning, a lion which represented bravery and loyalty. Y/n used to talk to the lion when she was upset, sharing all her problems with him. Then there was also a dinosaur, it’s job was to protect. When she was scared, she would cuddle up with her dino and it would wash away her fears. Lastly there was a cat, whenever Y/n was angry she would take her anger out on it. Punch it, shout at it everything, yea a little violent but it worked without hurting anyone.

Thinking she would share her little trio with Kyle, she picked out the dinosaur for him. Kyle looked at her, confused. Y/n handed him the cute dino and explained how it could help him and how he could use it. By the end of the explanation, Kyle had a sweet smile on his face, grinning cheekily at his new friend.

“ So, what are you gonna name your new buddy? ” Y/n smiled while sweeping a piece of his hair out of the way, glad that her plan worked. “ Bo-b ” Y/n chuckled at his cuteness and checked the time, ‘ oh no it’s 3.46 am '. She looked back at Kyle who was still in a daze with his new gift, while he was distracted, she fluffed up her pillows and spreaded out all her messed up blankets. After everything was perfect, she pulled Kyle into her arms and adjusted their position so they were laying down now, ready to sleep.

With a flick of her wrist, all the candles were blown out, leaving them in a room of darkness. The thunderstorm has also settled down into a drizzle, making it more relaxing than scary. “ Goodnight Kyle, also remember you’ll have to protect Bob from getting dirty as well alright? ” Y/n mumbled in a sleepy tone and felt his head nod in her neck, making her hum in response. Y/n made sure Kyle felt safe and pushed his head deeper into her neck as she cuddled him up. She kissed his mop of hair and whispered, “ I love you Kyle ” “ I lo-ove you Y/n ” Kyle replied back in a half-asleep tone. Falling asleep sweetly in each other's arms and comfort.

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EVAN PETERS ICONS

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kai-anderson-whore · 11 months

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Temptations (Kit Walker x nun fem reader) smut

Requested by @mrsmarch64 thank you so much for this request sorry it took so long to write 🥰

Summary: reader is one of the sisters at the asylum and has the hots for kit which leads to something else

Warnings: smut, kit being accused of crimes, asylum, sex, oral reader receiving, virgin reader, Christianity, religion, getting caught, punishment, solitary confinement

Taglist: @spill-the-t @iluwmycats @lili-tate @evanpeterswifeyy868 @jademunson @evanpetersfansblog @howtobesasha @lustforeverrrr @fand0mh03

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Working in the asylum was hard you didn't like the hard punishment the patients get expecially one person in particular kit walker. You knew from the get go he was innocent you saw it in his eyes when you would have discussions as part of his treatment.

As the months grew you began to have feelings for kit, he didn't know until he caught you giving him lingering glances in which he gave you a smirk in return. You knew you shouldn't feel such feelings towards anyone the feelings of lust, desire, neediness. But that all changed when kit came along.

You and kit were in the kitchen he was helping you make bread for the local bakery. You were kneeding the dough whilst kit was cleaning up some of the dishes that you weren't using anymore. "You know sister y/l/n I still don't get why your the only one of the nuns and workers that is nice to me why" kit's voice broke the lingering silence between you both.

You were caught off guard you stopped kneeding the dough you breath hitched in your throat. You didn't know how to approach this or what to say, "well I could tell you were innocent from the moment I saw you kit I saw it in your eyes and in your time spent here you never laid a finger on anyone only spoke your innocence and truth".

Kit watched you closely noticing you haven't moved from your spot your eyes focused on the dough in front of you. "Sister your the only one who believes me here I can't thank you enough" kit whispered you hadn't realised he was right behind you, "you don't have to thank me" you whispered back the heat rising through your body.

You knew you shouldn't feel this way you made a vow to God you knew it was wrong to even feel this way. You felt kit's hands on your arms his mouth closer to your ear feeling his hot breath on your neck the scent of his last cigarette still lingering almost bringing you to your knees.

"But I want to sister, I saw the way you look at me it's definitely not how the lady of the cloth should look at someone" he chuckled his hands rubbing your arms your breath hitched feeling like shocks of electricity through your body.

"Kit we can't what if we get caught and plus I'm a woman of God we simply can't it's a sin" you whimperd feeling his erection against your back making your mind cloud with lust. You wanted to desperately just let him take you then and there but you had it drummed in your head that it was sinful and in this places eyes it was probably the worst thing to to give in to your sexual desires to a patient.

"I mean with the things that happen in here I think this is the last of anyone's problems sister" his breath tingling on your skin sending shivers down your spine but you knew it was right plus you couldn't fight it anymore you wanted him and he wanted you. You turned around now pinned against kit and the counter. Kit's arms on the counter shielding you in a devilish smirk on his lips his eyes scanning you like prey making you weak at the knees.

His eyes bored into your nervous ones, you could see the lust in them how they darkened as he thought about all the unholy things he wanted to do with you right now. You swallowed a lump in your throat trying to speak but before you could even get a word out kit crashes his lips on yours. Filled with hunger and passion your eyes wide open in shock before slowly closing them responding to the kiss.

You hands on the back of his neck holding him close the worry of you not being a good kisser in the back of your mind. Kit's hands on your hip pulling you closer till his erection poked your thigh, he pulled away from your lips traveling to your neck sucking and slightly biting on the exposed skin. "God I want you so bad" he groaned you couldn't help but let out a small moan a sound that never left your lips before turning your cheeks a flush pink shade as kit continues his work on your neck.

Your hands pressed against his chest as his own went to the back of your thighs guiding you on the counter your uniform bunching up revealing your bare legs to him. His lips pressing up your leg till his head was under your dress placing a kiss on your clothed clit an audible gasp leaving your lips. Your skin burning with desire while kit's fingers hooked your underwear peeling them off your legs and onto the floor.

"You ready sister y/n?" He asked looking up at you through his long lashes the sight made you even more wetter. You nodded your head unable to let the words leave your lips. "I'm going to need you to use your words sister" kit softly chuckled a small smirk tugging on his lips seeing the effect he had on you already. "Yes kit please" you whimperd pushing your thighs together desperate for some sort of friction.

Kit slotted himself between your legs kneeling down placing his lips on each of your thighs one last time before pressing a sloppy kiss on your clit. A loud gasp leaving your lips, your head pulled back, jaw slack the feeling overwhelming yet so good. Kit kitten licked your clit stimulating you hearing the sounds of your moans fill his ears.

"You know sister your gonna have to keep quiet" he teased yet warned.

All you did was nod trying to keep your mouth shut in fear you would get caught. Kit continues his work on your throbbing heat the pleasure unbearable for you since this was the very first time you did anything of this sort. Kit then darted his tongue in your entrance his nose brushed over your clit adding a whole new pleasure to the mix. You had to put your hand over your mouth to block out the moans leaving your lips "Oh god" you moaned against your own hand as you felt yourself close to the edge.

Kit never missed a beat bringing you to your first orgasm keeping your hand secured on your mouth tears brimming your eyes completely overwhelmed of the feeling of euphoria. Kit went back to licking you through your high your legs slightly shaking from overstimulation. Licking up your arousal kit pulled away from your heat standing straight licking his lips. You went to jump off the counter to return the favour but kit stopped you before you could even get off.

"What you doing?" He asked his brows furrowed, "returning the favour" you said feeling slightly embarrassed kit smiled shaking his head. "Nah you don't need to worry about that this is about you right now I want to make you feel good" he stated kissing your lips again letting you taste yourself on his tongue. freeing his painful erection kit lined up with your entrance you took a deep breath squeezing your eyes preparing yourself for what's coming next.

You felt the pain as he slowly pushed into you. "I'm gonna need you to relax I know it hurts but I promise it will go away" he reassured you peppering your face with his lips distracting you from the pain. Before you knew it he bottomed out staying still letting you adjust to the foreign feeling. Kit stretched your walls perfectly as you told him to move once the pain turned into pleasure.

Thrusting into your wet pussy, your hand holding him close by the neck your breathing was heavy the sweat building up as he thrusted into you with a passionate pace. The thought of getting caught and the fact you gave yourself to god left your mind all that occupied it was kit and the way he made you feel.

"Your so beautiful" he whispered against your lips making you want those plump lips on yours.

"Kiss me" you said kit smiled before giving in to your need for his lips. Kissing you with the amount of passion his hips gave into you. It felt more than a quick fuck meaningful if you will. Kit swallowing your moans feeling that knot form one more time until.

"WHAT ON EARTH IS GOING ON HERE!" A voice startling you both heads snapping to the person who caught you. Your heart dropped seeing sister jude standing there in horror kit pulled out of you quickly fixing yourself dreading what's to come next.

"Sister jude I'm so sorry" you pleaded making your way over to her. "My office NOW you too Mr walker" she said coldly your heads hung low following your boss into her office for your punishment.

Standing behind the chair sister jude sat on her own eyeing you both up clearly thinking about the punishment you both will receive. "You sister y/n I expected more from you not to give into the temptations of the devil" the disappointment oozing in her tone. "I'm sorry sister jude I know I shouldn't have but I'm only human I just wanted to see what it would be like just once" you whimperd the tears brimming your eyes.

"No sister jude it's all my fault I came onto her please don't punish her" kit pleaded with jude who scoffed at you both. "You are both equally as guilty" you couldn't even hear anything anymore everything else was a blur all you remembered was the backs of your legs stinging and you were sent to your room as well as kit you were also punishment in some sort of solitary confinement in your room for a week.

All you could think about is kit and the whole kitchen situation late at night. You missed him already you wondered if he regrets it since it got him into trouble but you wouldn't find that out till you were out of punishment.

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