#lord of chaos smut

[f1nalgirlz]

Omg can you do wjere like they hate each other yk and they're arguing and they end up making out and stuff? (Preferably with Euro but anyone you pick is good)

Yesss I love this in fics/books everytime i read itttt. I’m so excited to write this!!

DISCLAIMER: This is literally only about Rory’s portrayal of Euronymous.

Less aggressive disclaimer: this was not proofread! In the future I’ll go back and fix anything but yeahh..

˗ˏˋwarnings´ˎ˗ fighting, enemies to lovers (kinda), nsfw, swearing, public sex, aggressive sex

˗ˏˋcontents´ˎ˗ fem reader, nsfw, dom Euro, creampie, oral sex/blowjob (m receiving)

It had already been a long fucking day to say the least and it was still morning. The start had been rough on you, spilling a coffee on yourself, having to turn around and go all the way home to change. You’d had to change into a different shirt, leaving on the skirt and fishnets you’d had on before. Catching a ride proved difficult, so you had to walk to work, your bike & car alike both out of commission in one way or the other. By the time you finally made it to work, you were late. You absolutely dreaded days you were even a minute late to work, but a whole two hours late? You knew your boss would have a fit. You hated your boss as it was and you knew very well the feeling was mutual. You couldn’t place why he hadn’t fired you yet, his hatred of you was so blatant and the only reason you hadn’t quit is because you really needed this job.

As you finally made it to the doors of the record shop you worked at, a breath left your lips. You entered, face a little sweaty from the part walk part jog you took to get here. Your hair stuck to your face. As the bell on the door rang with your movements, your boss looked up at you from behind the counter. He was just reading a magazine, typical. His long black hair looked messy. “Two hours. New record.” He said sourly, causing you to roll your eyes. When you made it to the desk, you tossed your bag down behind it. “Y’know I’m not even gonna bother explaining why I’m late because I know you don’t care the trouble I’ve been through.” You said with a huff, walking off to start unpacking the new record shipments. “No, I obviously don’t give a fuck what ‘troubles’ you went through to get to work, but I’m your boss you owe me an explanation about why you can never fucking be here on time.” He said, a mocking tone crossing his voice when he repeated your words. You basically felt your skin burn as anger washed over you, you basically stomped to the side of the counter he was sat behind. Usually his bad attitude wouldn’t have set you off like this, but you were fed up with his treatment of you. “Shit happened, okay? At this point I don’t even care, you’re such a dick all the time just fire me! I’ll find a job somewhere else you’re so insufferable!” You yelled at him, extremely close to him now, causing him to narrow his eyes at you. You instantly regretted your words, it was just heat of the moment, you new you needed this job. “I didn’t mean that- I-” you started but faltered due to nerves. You were fully expecting to be fired on the spot, but you were utterly shocked when you felt a rough hand on the back of your head.

Euro was gripping your hair aggressively, pulling you to close the space between you two. His chapped lips moved harshly against yours and you couldn’t help but kiss him back. As much as you hated him, you couldn’t shake how much you were enjoying this, it made your brain swarm with a million thoughts. Your hands found their way around his neck, shoving yourself closer to him. The feeling of his body against your own made your mind go numb, any thoughts from before dissipating. As he pulled away from your, now red, lips a string of saliva connected the two of you. You barely had time to meet his gaze before he dove into your neck, kissing at first but quickly it turned to biting. You felt embarrassed at the wetness that seeped into your panties in response to how rough he was with you, the embarrassment extended to the way you moaned for him as he marked your neck. Your fingers tangled in his hair as he slipped from his seat and pushed your back against the counter, finally looking at you. Your lips parted, you wanted to say something but what? You couldn’t even think of what to say. As you scanned his body, you noticed a bulge in his jeans, it seemed he was just as turned on as you were. “You wanna keep your job?” He asked, weirdly nonchalant. All you could do was nod as you felt his hand on the top of your head, pushing you down to your knees. You looked up at him through your eyelashes, watching as he undid his heavy belt. As his pants were undone and his underwear were pushed down, his cock sprang from them. You didn’t miss a beat, licking a strip from the base to tip. Your hands made their way to his thighs as you took his tip into your mouth, taking him in further until you felt the head on the back of your throat. Tears pricked your eyes as you bobbed your head, moving one hand to pump him occasionally. The uncomfortable feeling of your fishnets digging into your knees was long forgotten as you continued. Moans and curses from the man above you just encouraged you to keep going, tears from gagging making your eye makeup smudge and your own drool covering your chin making you feel dirty. The thought of what was going on right now made your cunt get even wetter.

Soon you felt a sharp pain in the back of your head, your mouth being pulled off his dick with a pop. Euro had pulled you off, as he began dragging you to stand up by your hair. He used his thumb to wipe your chin before turning you around, he shoved you down, bending you over the counter. Your cheeks burned as your hands clutched the edge of the counter. Your eyes drifted to the ‘open’ sign on the door as you felt him aggressively ripping open your fishnets. Embarrassment once again crept into you, yet the thought of someone walking by, or walking in, and seeing you taking your boss’s cock made your cunt drip. When Euro felt he’d sufficiently ruined your tights, he pulled your black panties to the side, using his knee to spread your legs more. “You’re such a slut you know that?” He whispered into your ear, sounding as grouchy as usual. Before you could get out a reply, a surprised moan slipped from your lips. He’d slammed his entire cock into you, not giving you any time to adjust to his size. You choked on another moan as he fucked you roughly, his hands holding onto your hips so tight you thought you’d have bruises by the end. In a way you were disappointed in yourself for sinking low enough to do this with the man you hate, but on the other hand, he was fucking you so well you couldn’t be bothered to care about your feelings about him. He groaned into your ear, sounds of your wet pussy and his hips hammering into you filled the store. It felt so good, your brain went numb, not being able to speak, just letting out moans as your eyes watered. You saw a few people walking by the tall glass walls of the store, had you been in the right mind, you would’ve felt absolutely humiliated, but at the moment you couldn’t feel anything except the pleasure your boss was giving you. As you felt one of his hands leaving your hip, you soon felt it rubbing tight circles on your clit. Completely giving in, you let your eyes roll back a series of lustful moans leaving your mouth as your hands gripped at the counter top. “You’re such a whore for me, taking my cock so greedily.” he groaned out. You couldn’t even form any words, it was like he’d fucked you completely dumb. Your body was on fire as you felt a familiar sensation in the pit of your stomach, soon a loud choked moan ripped through the air. Your body shook as your orgasm washed over you, Euro was quick to follow, not even bothering to pull out as he came deep inside your pulsating hole. When he pulled out, you couldn’t even stand up, leaning on the counter for support. Your body felt like it was throbbing, as you were coming down from your high the bell on the door was ringing, signaling that someone had just walked in, your heart sank. When you looked up and saw Faust looking at you with a somewhat awestruck expression, you wanted to sink to the floor and hide. Euro laughing pulled you out if your thoughts, as you turned your head and watched him finishing up bucking his belt.

This is so humiliating.

R: I hope you enjoyed! Sorry it’s a little all over the place I will go back and fix it later!! I’m also super sorry this took so long for me to get around to >~< tbh this is kinda ass but I’m willing to own up to being lazy & sick 🫡

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[josibunn]

real :3

creds to @/jdsbagpipes on twt they’re very funny

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[ultr6violnce]

⋆·˚ ♱ dating euro hc's

nsfw & sfw ♱ ⋆·˚

note ; this is only based on rory's portrayal , this is nothing ab the real euronymous.

SFW ♱.

he will definitely ties ur shoes for u. he thinks it's a little embarrassing especially when ur in the den n' the whole circles watching as he gets down on one knee and ties up the laces on ur boots. he goes a little red when they all start mocking him for being so 'head over heels' but how could he not be head over heels for his beautiful angel? he eventually tells them to fuck off and helps u off of ur feet and leaves the den with you.

when you go out to bars etc n' it gets to the time of leaving it'll most likely be early hours of the morning by the time u leave n' knowing oslo it would probably be raining or some sort of shitty weather so to spare you the shivering n' whining of being freezing cold he lets you wear his leather jackets , letting himself suffer all so his beautiful girl is nice n' warm. also he just thinks you look absolutely beautiful when ur practically swimming in his jackets , although he'd never admit it.

he loves having you do his corpse paint before a show. he'll have you sat on his lap in the bathroom , hands on ur waist , thumbs rubbing over ur waist as u drag the brush gently over his skin. trying to hold back from doing anything further as he stares up at you watching as ur face contorts into one of concentration as you makesure not to mess up on his face paint so it's all perfect for him to look good whilst he's up on that stage performing.

i kinda thinks it's a little ooc for him but it's cute so bare w me. but i feel like he'd comfort you after a fight. especially if it got physical or he said something that went to far. you'd probably storm off to the bedroom , tears soaking ur soft cheeks n' after so many minutes of pacing he'd slowly (and very shamefully) walk to the bedroom and he'd sit next to you , not saying anything for a while before apologising profusely. his eyes would be all big n' desperate as tears threatened to spill from them before he'd eventually just put his arm around you then his other under your legs and he'd lift you into his embrace and just comfort you as you cried.

also a little ooc for him but anyways , he would bring you like flower bouquets for ur birthday or just when he's feeling like it. obviously he'd make sure he's alone when buying them not wanting his friends to know how affectionate he is when he's with you and he'd always get u ur favourites n' just show up unannounced at ur apartment and give you them. at first you thought it was strange , he never seemed like the affectionate type and in all honesty he was the complete opposite but there was something about you that just brough out that affectionate side to him.

since you'd most likely be smaller than him , if he ever went to give you a kiss and was just too much of a lazy ass to lean down to ur level he'd put his hands to ur waist n' would let you stand on his feet so ur more at his height. all that just for a little kiss.

NSFW ♱.

starting off strong. he cums so much when he fucks u. like oh my god. that man will cum BUCKETS. he will literally drain every single drop of cum from his balls inside you , once he pulls out he'd like give ur ass a really harsh slap , enough to leave a bit sting n' would just watch it all ooze out before fucking it back inside you with his fingers.

he'd always tease you , especially when he fingers u. he'd always makesure he'd have his rings on so when he fingers you the cold metal of his rings graze against ur walls as his fingers curl inside u and plunge inside you deeply.

he defo has a wax play kink. like js hear me OUTTT like he'd be fucking u n' after a while you'd feel this hot liquid pouring down ur ass cheek n' he'd just be pouring little trickles of wax over ur sensitive skin as his cock just pounds into u deeper.

kinda a hot take but um he loves cockwarming!! sorry not sorry. like he'd makesure you were sat on his cock nice n' perfectly , making sure you didn't move , slapping ur ass if u made one wrong move even though if you even moved an inch he'd cum straight inside ya.

he's also a big fan of public sex. like that man will fuck you anywhere , anytime. literally name any place and he'll be pounding you in it. e.g: supermarket bathroom (maybe even an aisle if he's feeling it) , storage closet at the studio they'd go to sometimes to practice , he'd even fuck you infront of the public eye. like say you'd be sat out somewhere where quite a few people were and he'd just have you shamelessly bouncing on his cock , not making it obvious but also obvious enough that it catches a few eyes.

he's so loud. no matter what you're doing to him or what he's doing to you. he's loud. which only really became a thing when he started dating you. you were just so good he can't keep that running mouth shut. he could literally be tongue deep in ur pussy and he'd be a moaning mess. like no matter what he's doing he will be moaning , groaning n' whimpering like a bitchhh.

a/n: finally came up w some stuff , it's not the best but i haven't written a full thing like this in what feels like forever so y'knoww i had to cuz i js love spoiling u guys so much!! plus I've been up all night watching PLL and i can't sleep so I've just been coming up with ideas and the boom this was created so i hope u enjoy angels. love u all smm!! :3

#rory culkin #i ❤️ rory culkin #smut #r!euronymous #lords of chaos #rory culkin x reader #rory culkin smut

[lustkillers]

WHEN THE SUN GOES DOWN, THE BEAST COMES OUT !

⊹₊ ⋆ summary. - she only sees him in the night, and he's waiting for her.

┃ tags/warnings. ࿐ ❪ nsfw freak shit. dom!euronymous, sub!reader. unprotected sex, cheating on readers behalf, corruption kink? degradation, praising, euro is jealous oh my god, he's possessive ladies!! name calling - "slut," "bitch," "whore," and "good girl" toward the end, scratching, THEY ARE FREAKSSSSS!!! ❫

⊹₊ ⋆ pairing - euronymous x fem!reader. ❪ not the actual euronymous, only rory’s portrayal. ❫

⊹₊ ⋆ note - just listen to the song + first time writing smut LMAOOO

EURONYMOUS knew who you were. He wasn't playing into your games, let alone letting you slide with them. He saw you occasionally in his record store, with your boyfriend. He would watch you both from afar, your boyfriend's hands snaking around your waist as he went through records.

He burned with jealousy, wishing he was the one feeling those same hands, to have the chance to clasp onto something or someone so fervently. But he knew that his dreams of being with you were nothing more than a fools errand.

But he wasn't a fool, anyway. He was cold and calculating, possessive and controlling. And he had an intense fixation on you, the glares he gave leaving no doubt as to his feelings.

Every time you and your boyfriend checked out, you and him always shared glances, and it always ended with you winking at him before leaving. The type of wink only secrets held. You held onto Euronymous as a secret, your forbidden fruit.

He was nothing like your boyfriend. Euronymous was rambunctious and unpredictable. He was someone that brought your fantasies to life, the side of you that your boyfriend never discovered.

It was only a matter of time before he lured you in with his charm and you eventually succumbed to his advances. On the first night, it felt like an escape and before long, something more.

You knew deep down that it was wrong but something about forbidden love kept drawing you back again and again. Despite knowing the risks of being involved with someone like him, you found yourself meeting him at approximately 12 in the morning every. day.

Now, he was sat in his dark room, and the room only held dirty secrets between you and him. He was waiting, the clock striking midnight, and you knew it was once again time to carry out your secret romance. You slipped through his door, wearing clothing that you would never dare to show your boyfriend.

Euronymous stood from where he sat, his eyes only holding lust. Not saying anything, he pulled you closer and closer, his breath tickling your neck as he whispered promises of a love that you knew he didn't mean. His hands explored every inch of your body as he kissed you, and you knew that this is what it felt like to be truly alive - only Euronymous had such power over you.

You unconsciously grind up against him, needing him like oxygen. You knew, deep down that this was dangerous and risky but you didn't care anymore. Everything melted away again until it was only the two of you in the room together, safe from the world outside for a few brief moments.

The air felt thick, your head getting dizzy from the rough, yet passionate kiss. His hands traveled from your face to your waist, groping at it. You sighed at the touch, your hands wandering around his waist.

Euronymous now shoved you onto his bed, his body hovering above you. His hair was dangling above your face, yet you had a clear view of his flushed out face. Yet, everything felt so incoherent.

You could feel a sudden rush of adrenaline going through your body, yet you couldn't stop it. Euronymous eyes locked with yours as he slowly crackled a half smirk.

"You're such a slut, huh. Getting with me while your boyfriend is at home." He said in a low voice, his hands sliding under your pants. You shook your head slowly, not knowing what to do or how to react; you were too transfixed by his gaze. God– the pool of your arousal grew more.

His fingers found your clit, drawing slow and tantalising circles. You whimpered as you felt yourself getting closer to the edge, and Euronymous knew it, too. He chuckled. He found it sort of pathetic how you were about to come undone from his fingers this fast.

Your back slightly arched from the pleasure, letting out whimpers into the atmosphere. Sooner or later, he shoved his fingers into you, and the pleasure was too much for you to keep eye contact with him, so you closed your eyes in pleasure.

Euronymous noticed this and cocked his eyebrow, He grabbed your face roughly, forcing you to look at him. Then, he leaned into your ear and whispered, "You like that? Then keep your eyes on me, whore."

You only nodded, but you couldn't help yourself but look away again. His hands stopped its motions, sending you an annoyed look.

"N-No...! M'sorry! Please keep going..." You muttered, your eyes shooting open again from the loss of contact.

Euronymous smirked and resumed his torture, but this time a bit more rough. You gasped in pleasure as he picked up the pace. His hot breath caressing your neck sent you into overdrive, and before you knew it...you were coming undone in front of him– screaming for more.

However, he didn't have enough. He suddenly pinned you against the bed, whispering in your ear, "You want more? You'll get it, bitch." He unbuttoned his pants frantically, his cock lined up against your cunt. As if on cue, you spread your legs for him and grabbed onto his back as he pushed in eagerly.

He stretched you out, the bliss filling you both. Your fingernails dug into his back, earning a hiss from his as he groaned into your ear. As he increased the pace, you could only moan and scream out his name in pleasure.

"E-Euro! Fuck, M'so close...!" You shouted, feeling the heat between you two.

"Yeah? He doesn't fuck you like I do, only I can make you feel like this... Don't forget that, bitch." He grunted, his words making you melt into his body.

His thrusts grew erratic, groaning expletives into your ear, while you moaned his name out like a god. Every touch, kiss and lick that he sent against your body sent you over the edge.

The feeling flooded you with pleasure, biting down on his shoulder as he finally thrusted into you. You came undone, but he wasn't done yet. He kept at it, with a heat that seemed like it could never be quenched. His thrusts increased in urgency, wild and feverish.

"F-Fuck! Take it like a good girl..." He yelled, cumming into you.

A shudder ran through his body as he came undone, and the heat between you two seemed to cool.

He let out a deep breath and pulled out of you, rolling onto the bed beside you.

However, you needed to get home, quickly cleaning yourself up. You got dressed and before you left, you pulled him in for a deep kiss, and as you attempted to leave, he grabbed your wrist.

"Leave him," he said in a low voice. Causing you to freeze.

"I'm sorry?" You asked, confusion written all over your face.

"You heard what I said." He said, his gaze unwavering. "Leave him. I don't want you with someone else."

You tilted your head at him, "And who are you to tell me that?"

He rolled his eyes and let go of your wrist. "I want you for myself," he said, his voice low and husky. "And I know you want me as much as I want you."

You bit the inside of your cheek. He was right. You did want him. But, how could you possibly leave someone for someone else? You had come into this arrangement aware that it was only every night and nothing more.

You smiled, tilting your head at him. "I can't simply leave him," you said softly. "But, I still want to be with you."

He nodded and pulled you into his arms again, holding you close as he kissed the top of your head. "Then stay here," he whispered in your ear.

You stepped away from him and peered into his eyes, a warmth sweeping over your body. You couldn't help but feel the chemistry between you two, and it was too strong to ignore.

You stepped closer to him again and nodded, your voice a whisper as you spoke.

"Don't make me regret it, Euro."

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[kappasbbgirl]

the way his eyes widen

ugh why is he so cute

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[444rockstargf]

so happy your requests are open tbfh, could you write something (for euro, he is so MEEEEOOWWW) about reader being a sibling of one of the other band members and they hate each other and then SEX!!

thats as specific as i can get i fear 😭 i love your work so much thanks for your time girl!!

thank you for the request babe! (this is absolutely scrumptious.)

"big, bad, naughty rock star." | euronymous

big bad wolf. - lana del rey

✮⋆˙ [tags] @faesucksass @lustkillers @mayathepsychic1999 @josibunn @si1nful-symph0ny @vanlisbon @livingdead-reilly @oliviah-25 @lankysimp@auggiethecreator @livingdead-materialgirl @monkeyfart @imoonkiss @nom-nommmm1 @xxbl00d-cl0txx @k1ll3rh0rr0r @wildathevrt

female!reader x r!euronymous

word count: 1.6k

contents: brother's best friend type relationship, tension, drinking, unprotected p in v, implications of masturbation, creampie, overstimulation, not proofread!!!

heavy metal music tore through the thin walls of your house, the noise from the basement sounding as deafening as ever from your bedroom. you were lying on your bed, eyes closed as vibrations filled your body.

you groaned, rolling off your bed as the pounding sensation in your head grew more intolerable by each passing second. truth be told, you had no problem with death metal. your brother was into it, so that automatically meant that it would rub off on you. but what you didn’t like was attention-hungry guitarists who didn’t know when to give the ear-piercing riffs a break.

you stormed down two flights of stairs, making your way to the source of the racket. you swung open the door, causing the music to come to an immiediate halt and all eyes to turn to you. euronymous’, or rather oystein’s gaze caught your eye first. it was icy and cold and bitter like the depths of the arctic.

you placed your hands on your hips, your friendly eyes turning to slits as you met his glare. “can you animals keep it down in here? i’d hate to fall asleep to your music and suddenly wake up in the pits of hell.” jan axel, your brother, smirked at your comment with a little chuckle. “no problem. we’d hate to interrupt your beauty sleep.” you swatted him off, turning and walking away from the atmosphere.

you felt a pair of predatory eyes on you the entire time, probably studying you. you had shown up in a lacy camisole top, tiny black shorts and white thigh-high socks with little pink bows on them, an outfit that would now be engraved in euronymous’ mind for the rest of time. he watched you walk up the stairs as his band continued playing, watching your ass jiggle with each step you took.

then he turned to your brother.

“why the fuck do you let her walk all over you like that? she bitches and whines like a goddamn 12 year old.” jan scoffs. “c’mon man, that’s my little sister. and you know she’s 18. you were even at that big birthday party of her’s, remember?”

oh yes, he remembered. the night you got blackout drunk and tried to lead him on, leading to a very sloppy hookup that also happened to be the night he lost his virginity, to you. but you didn’t remember any of this, and that was probably for the best. so all you viewed him as was that weird guy that hung out with your brother. 

euronymous rubbed a hand over his face. “she’s a fuckin’ brat, dude. and she dresses like a damn hooker. you can’t just let her do whatever the hell she wants around here. one way or another, it’ll ruin our band.” jan brushed him off. “whatever, man. she’s her own person. she’s a woman, so it’d be pretty fucked up for me to be bossing her around.” he flipped over his sheet music. “from the top.”

euronymous placed his guitar on it’s stand. “i’m grabbing a beer.” he muttered, making his way to the stairs and bolting up them. that’s when he saw you in the kitchen, squirting whipped cream into your mouth from the can. he felt heat pooling in his core from the sight. “oh, fuck me…” he muttered under his breath, making you turn your head to him.

“the grumpy old troll crawled out of his cave, hm?” you taunted. he rolled his eyes, spitting back a snarky response. “why don’t you crawl back into whatever fairytale you lept out from.” you snarled, the expression on your face making euronymous’ knees weak. you opened the fridge, putting the whipped cream back and grabbing a bottle of beer. the last one.

you started heading back to your room until you felt a calloused hand grip your wrist, pulling you back. “i was gonna take that.” his eyes bored into your soul, but you put on a fake-pout. “well that’s too bad.” you licked around the tip of the bottle, claiming your territory in attempt to disgust him enough to leave you alone. but his pupils dilated when he saw your pink tongue smear saliva across the bottle, awakening something primal in him.

you hopped up the stairs, giving him a view of your legs in such innocent yet provocative clothing. without thining, he followed you up, walking into your room behind you and pinning you to the door by your chest. your eyes widened as the door shut behind you, your heart hammering inside of your chest.

“what the hell are you doing, oystein? jan would murder you if he saw you doing this.” euronymous didn’t have anything to say to that, so his mouth gaped open slightly as he studied your features. you looked like if your brother was crossed with a cute little child’s doll. your eyes shimmered with intense emotion, and he imagined what they’d look like as they rolled to the back of his head while he fucked you. 

he watched the top of your breasts rise and fall with each heavy breath you took, feeling a very familiar sensation in his jeans. one that he always felt whenever he saw you. he shook himself back to reality, plucking the beer out of your hand. “a pretty girl like you shouldn’t be drinking this. besides, you’re a kid.” your cheeks puffed up with anger. “you’re like 6 months older than me, asshole.”

he shrugged, leaning against your wall and taking a large swig of beer, looking around your bedroom. as pink and girly as it was, it all became much more lewd the longer he looked. there were bras and panties slung across almost every surface, smutty books filling your bookshelves, and a pretty pink vibrator that failed to be hidden underneath your pillow.

euronymous smirked, walking toward your bed and picking it up, switching it on. “well what do we have here?” your breath left your lungs as he held it, quickly rushing up to him and snatching it. “dont touch that!” he laughed bitterly, looking you right in the eye. “so turns out princess bubblegum’s a fucking whore.” you felt your cheeks heating up as he continued to speak.

“did you get to cum, dolly? or was the sound of real music too much for your pretty little ears?” you opened your drawer, tossing the vibrator into it and slamming it shut. then you felt two strong arms wrap around your waist, picking you up and throwing you onto your bed.

everything was happening too fast for you, but the next thing you knew euronymous was on top of you, your faces less than an inch apart as his tone turned into one of lust and desire. “i asked you a question, angel. did that stupid toy make you cum?” you gulped, your core starting to drip from the words he spoke.

you shook your head, causing him to smile. he pushed your legs apart, letting himself in between them and pressing his burning erection onto your clothed pussy, making you gasp. he trailed his hand down your body, his fingers slithering under the waistband of your shorts and stopping at your panties, feeling the sopping wet mess underneath the thin, lacy fabric.

your limbs turned to jelly as a moan slipped from your lips. he began to rub slow circles onto your hard clit, feeling it’s throbbing response.he used his other hand to slip of your shorts, then your panties, taking off your clothes layer by layer until only your socks were left. but he left those on. he thought they were a nice touch.

one thing led to another, and he was pounding into you from behind, his fingers shoved down your throat as he stretched out your tiny little pussy with his monstrous cock.

your back arched as he pressed you into the mattress, feeding on your desperate moans and whimpers like a starved beast. “like that, doll? is that the spot?” he cooed, obviously mocking you. you were a sobbing mess, your mascara running down your face as you drooled around his large fingers.

he looked down at you from where he was, watching your ass bounce with each hard thrust. he watched the curve of your back as his dick made you lose all control of your senses. you would never admit it to him, but he made you feel much better than that stupid vibrator did.

“i-im cumming, oystein..!” you managed to cry out, his finger muffling your words. you had gushed and creamed and squirted around him so many times by now that you had lost count. but body was weak beyond its limits, but he refused to stop. he just kept on pushing, his deep, hoarse groans eoching through your bedroom walls.

he landed a harsh slap onto your bruised ass, making you yelp. his thrusts began to lose their composure as he spoke, his voice breaking. “c-can you cum f’me one more time, baby… can you do that for me..?” you nodded frantically, tears rolling down your face and staining your bedsheets.

his cock throbbed inside of your pulsating hole, creating a wet and sticky mess as cum poured down your thighs and stomach. and then he began to shout, his voice coming out as a booming roar. “goddamnit!” he forced himself all the way in, making your heart stop for a moment as he filled you up with his molten hot cum. he gave you a few more lazy thrusts, his groans turning into little whimpers before he pulled out, shooting a few last ropes onto your arched back.

you laid there, panting like a dog as the realization hit you. your brother’s best friend had just fucked you. the one that you had never gotten along with. the one who swore he’d kill himself if you ever got a man to touch you. the one who longed for the day that he’d finally get to claim a pure soul like yours as his own. and now, he’d finally done it. again.

author's note: i ran to write this as soon as I got the request. goodnight yall :))

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[rhaenyrathecruell]

no lube, no protection, all night, all day, fro.m the kitchen floor to the toilet seat, from the bathroom sink to the shower, from the front porch to the balcony, vertically, horizontally, quadratic, exponential, logarithmic, while I gasp for air, scream, and see the light, missionary, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, doggy, backwards, sideways, upside down, on the floor, in the bed, on the couch, on a chair, being carrier, against the wall, outside, in a train, on a plane, in the car, on a motorcycle, on the back of a truck, on a trampoline, in a bounce, in the pool, in the garden, bent over, in the basement, against the window, having the most toe curling, back arching, leg shaking, dick throbbing, fist clenching, era ringing, mouth drooling, ass clenching, nose sniffing, eye watering, eye rolling, hip thrusting, earthquaking, sheet gripping, knuckles cracking, jaw dropping, hair pulling, teeth jitterbug, mind blogging, soul snatching, overstimulating, vile, sloppy, moan introducing, heart wrenching, spine tingling, back breaking, atrocious, gushy, creamy, beastly, lip biting, gravity defying, nail biting, sweaty, feet kicking, mind blowing, body shivering, orgasmic, bone breaking, world ending, black hole creating, universe destroying, devious, scrumptious, amazing, delightful, delectable, unbelievable, body numbing, bark worthy, can't walk, head nodding, soul evaporating, vulcano erupting, sweat rolling, voice cracking, trembling, sheets soaked, hair drenched, flabbergasting, lip locking, skin peeling, eye widening, pussy popping, nail scratching, back cuts, spectacular, brain cell devolving, hair ripping, show stopping, magnificent, unique, extraordinary, splendid, phenomenal, mouth foaming, heavenly,

#lords of chaos #euronymous x reader #rory culkin x reader #rory culkin smut #rory culkin

[chainsawgvtsfvck]

Choke - Euronymous x Reader

Quick n dirty little thing I wrote bc I can’t stop thinking about him wrecking me.

Warnings: Unprotected sex, choking, light degradation, namecalling (whore, dog, etc), squirting

Euronymous had you held down on the couch, face buried between your legs and two thick fingers stuffed inside you, beating your g-spot mercilessly. His tongue lapped at your clit greedily.

He’d been at it for nearly an hour now, bringing you just close enough to the edge over and over again before backing off with a self-satisfied smirk. His lips and chin glistened with your juices.

You whined, weakly reaching for his hair in an attempt to pull his face back down.

“No, no, no…be patient.” He growled, nipping at your thighs.

“Øystein, m’gonna die…” you sobbed.

“Your cunt is twitching so much. It’s pathetic.” He murmured, slowly dipping his tongue inside you while the bridge of his nose nudged at your clit. You were so close it hurt, and he couldn’t get enough.

“What do you want, baby?” He cooed, “Want me to fuck you like the desperate little doggy you are?”

You keened desperately, unable to even form the words. Your cockdrunk expression sent electricity straight down to his dick.

Euronymous unzipped his jeans and tugged them down just enough to free his cock and gave it a few languid strokes while he took in the sight of you.

“Say it,” he murmured, “say ‘I’m a desperate little doggy and I need to get fucked.’ “

The words spilled from your lips before you could think about it, “I-I’m a desperate little doggy and I need to get fucked! Please, Master!”

He laughed at you and rubbed his cock head up and down your slit. His dick was so thick and slippery with precum.

He pushed in slowly - so slowly. He stretched and filled you so fucking good.

As soon as the head of his cock nudged your g spot, you couldn’t help it - you came, humiliated.

Euronymous groaned in amazement as your cum splashed his jeans.

“Did you just fucking cum from my dick pushing inside you? That is so fucking pathetic!” He cackled, unable to help himself from beginning to fuck you brutally fast.

You tried to cover your face with your hands, but he grabbed your wrists and wrenched them away.

“Bad girl,” he barked, “Let me see that stupid face.”

His pace was relentless and you felt like you were going to come apart completely. He slung your legs over his shoulders, allowing him to hit even deeper inside you.

“Cum on me again, little dog. I want it all over my fucking dick.” He growled through his teeth.

His hand snaked down to rub at your clit gently - somehow he always touched you exactly right. He could play your body like his guitar at this point, knowing each and every spot to make you gasp and squirm.

“Ah - right there!” You cried, fucking yourself deeper onto his cock.

“Oh - you little whore.” He moaned, wrapping one hand around your throat to hold you down while he pounded into you.

Your orgasm hit you like a ton of bricks - you cried out at the top of your lungs as you squirted all over him.

“Oh my god.” He grunted in amazement. “You perfect fucking slut.”

His hips slammed into yours so hard it nearly hurt.

You whimpered and mewled for him, unable to form proper words as the head of his dick abused your poor overstimulated g spot.

“I should let the whole band watch me fuck you. Would you like that? Getting used in front of everyone like an animal.” He growled, raising a hand to one of your nipples to give it a sharp tug.

“Øystein, it’s too much!” You cried.

“But you were begging me to let you cum earlier,” He chuckled, “I think you can cum one more time, baby.” His hand moved down to your sore little clit to start stroking it gently. With his other hand, he pressed down on your lower stomach as he continued to rock his hips.

You sobbed at the overwhelming pleasure, barely able to form thoughts anymore. Nonsense syllables tumbled from your lips as your final orgasm was violently ripped from you.

“Oohh, fuck baby I’m gonna cum.” Øystein slurred, “Gonna get you fuckin’ pregnant.”

“Please cum inside me Øystein, pleasepleaseplease.” You begged, suddenly feeling that you would die if you didn’t get to feel him cum inside you.

Øystein’s mouth hung open, feeling your pussy clench and twitch around him drove him over the edge. He buried himself deep inside you as he came, gripping your thighs hard enough to leave bruises.

He leaned down and kissed you gently before collapsing on the couch next to you to catch his breath.

“You okay baby? I didn’t hurt you, did I?” He asked, reaching over to tuck a lock of hair behind your ear.

“You blew my fucking mind, baby.” You giggled.

#rory culkin #euronymous #lords of chaos #euronymous x reader #rory culkin smut #smut

[greenxgloss]

Friends For Now? (Charlie Walker)

NSFW

summary: you and charlie have been friends for some time and he would help you do your homework sometimes, this time he caught you at the perfect time, struggling to finish your psych homework that happened to be about his favorite movies. while he was helping you he went in for a kiss and you allowed it to escalate.

warnings: unprotected sex, implications of stalking, mentions of female masturbation, fem!reader, use of Y/N, soft!dom!charlie, p in v, fingering, implied overstimulation

It's Tuesday night and your assignment is due tomorrow but you just can't get yourself to sit and focus on the Stab movies for this psych homework. "Watch Stab 2 and write a summary of the movie and a synopsis of the killers." you read aloud, hoping that it would help your answer click in your head. you scoffed and shoved your books over. for some reason you just couldn't focus on the movies and even after trying to cheat online you got nothing.

You heard a tap on the window and it was Charlie your best friend. "hey! need help?" he asked, opening the window. you quickly stood up and put on a shirt before he got in. "relax dude nothing I haven't seen before." he said, taking a deep breath as he gathered himself at the window. you giggled and sat back on your bed. "here just copy mine and change the wording around. the usual." he said throwing his notebook in front of you and zipping his bag back up. "thanks. I've been stumped for days." you told him as he joined you on the bed. "why didn't you just call me?" he asked. "ahh I don't know I just wanted to do this on my own. i always ask you for help." you told him as you copied down the answers. "no shame in asking for help." he said sheepishly, almost blushing.

sometimes you'd wonder if he'd ever watched you from your window. you knew that would be a crazy thing to accuse your friend of and also illegal but you didn't mind the idea. charlie is awfully pretty. he has big blue eyes but they weren't piercing, they were soft and laid gently on you every time. even before you both became friends and he would peer at you from across classrooms you didn't feel uncomfortable, you felt... admired, like he was watching in adoration. of course, it felt lustful but it also felt wholesome and full of love. still, you never pursued him that way. you felt as though you didn't have room for that kind of commitment in your life. you wanted to get your shit together first, to get the grades, the job and the money. then and only then would you have time to give someone your undivided. anyway you didn't mind his pretty eyes on you at night with your hand slipped under your lace, watching from the window as you pirspired and whined quietly to keep anyone in the house from hearing.

charlie snapped you out of it. "y/n?"

"uh.. i don't know it would just be nice to get it for myself." you told him as you continued writing. "I appreciate it don't get me wrong but its not like you're gonna be able to help with tests and exams." you giggled. he smiled. "no I know I just, want you to know Im here you know? you can always call." he said, moving over to sit next to you and shove your shoulder. you nodded and let the comfortable silent engulf you and you looked at each other in the same admiration you felt when you'd spot him watching you in class.

he looked down at his hand and back up at you as he slowly put it on your thigh waiting for your approval at which point you lightly put your hand on his and inched it up to your heat. "charlie." you started, "do you ever watch me from the window?" you asked him as your face heated up and you let him press his fingers to your clothed clit. he let out an exhale. "mhm." letting his eyebrows furrow as he thought about all the times he wanted to crawl through the window into your bed and make you cum and scream his name. "you watch me touch myself?" you whispered, a quiet whine following as he pressed firmly. "you knew I was. don't pretend you don't know I watched you arch and say my name and beg for me." he said, finally getting on top of you and kissing your neck. you'd been kissed but you'd never been touched this way and it made you ache for him. you had to bite your lip a little harder while his hands roamed you freely you felt your body cling to his. "fuck charlie." you moaned. "just like that." he smirked, grinding his hips between yours, feeling the tent pitch in his own jeans.

he inched your shorts off. "you're so beautiful baby." he said, scanning you over then kissing you, placing his hands on your tits and lightly groping you causing you to moan into his mouth. "you gotta stay quiet if you wanna keep going." he pulled away and whispered, keeping eye contact as he slipped in two fingers causing your mouth to gape. "you're so good to me charlie fuck it feels so good." you continued to whine and melt into his gentle touch. "yeah? tell me how good it feels baby." he hummed watching you squirm and buck your hips at his fingers, desperately wanting him to reach deeper. "I need you so bad. I want you to fuck me." you told him and felt him curl his fingers up making you grip his arms and moan into his mouth. you wanted to touch him so you reached for his jeans and he let you unbutton them. his cock popped out hitting him on the stomach and you quietly gasped. "holy shit Charlie it's so big." you watched the length just keep going. you took his shirt off as he pulled his fingers out of your throbbing cunt causing you to gasp softly.

you sat back and watched him. you deeply thought he was beautiful. "you're so sexy charlie." you told him as you reached out and caressed his chest then pushed him down and got on top of him. you tossed your shirt off as you straddled him. "speak for yourself." he dragged his hands from your waist to your ass as you adjusted yourself and slowly slipped his length into your tight wet pussy, one hand on his chest and the other wrapped around his cock. "oh fuck fuck fuck" you moaned and you began bouncing but of course, charlie couldn't hold his patience and began rocking his hips up into you both of you now quietly whimpering and whining in sync.

the room was sweaty and the light was dim as your moans filled the walls along with the sound of your skin smacking each others. the sound only made you more and more wet. soon you felt your core untangle and you slowly reached your climax. "fuck I'm cumming I'm cumming." you almost yelled and he quickly covered your mouth as his thrusts became sloppy. charlie fell apart at the same pace as you did, both of you finishing in sync. a rare occurrence for him who has had sex before.

you fought to catch your breath as you fell beside him, your shoulders touching. "that was..." Charlie trailed out. "my first time." you interrupted causing him to jump up. "YOUR FIRST TIME?" he whisper yelled, looking right into your eyes with pure lust. you could swear his pupils were hearts. "yeah? isn't it obvious?" you said, furrowing your eyebrows. "absolutely. I've never finished at the same time as the other person.. that might have been the best sex I've ever had.." he said, laying back down and holding you to his chest. you giggled quietly as you snuggled into him. "I mean not that I have anyone to compare it to other than my own hands but you did amazing." you whispered as you turned over to let him spoon you. "oh no we aren't done." he said, whipping up and throwing your legs apart, startling you.

needless to say, the two of you went on and on for hours and you had no complaints when you were falling asleep in psych class next to him while he laughed at you.

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[nightpixxie]

plug a little weird but he’s chill

#I didn’t know what to caption it tbh #rory culkin #lords of chaos #eurory #rory culkin smut

[kristennero-wallacewellsver]

EURONYMOUS♡

(performance of rory culkin)

headcanons/notes because I watched lords of chaos again (English is not my first language)

♡- Euronymous is a compulsive liar, he would say anything to look good in front of you and he would support it until he dies or until it goes wrong

♡-He has a way with words to convince you, he manages to make you believe what he believes (although he changes everything to his convenience)

♡- If you are in a religion he will try to convince you that it is a form of oppression and you should get out of it, no matter if you are comfortable with it.

♡- He pretends to be a bad boy all the time when he's with you and his friends, but we know that when he gets to a private space he likes to cuddle up with you and watch some weird movie.

♡- HE HATES GROUPIES, so it is clear that he is a faithful boy who respects your limits, knows how to keep himself in line unless you allow him to go far.

♡- Although he enjoys chaos, it is clear that he has limits and would even prevent you from seeing the band's concerts or strange things that his friends do. He also wouldn't let you enter the circle with all those boys.

♡- a little possessive perhaps, he likes to have all your attention just for him

♡-He clearly likes to be in charge and be the leader, so

#rory culkin #rory culkin x reader #charlie walker #jack goes home #lords of chaos #rory culkin edit #rory culkin possum #charlie walker x reader #rory culkin fanfic #rory culkin smut

[angelsnkisses]

Euronymous and something with nose ifyk 🤭

A/N: ur so real for this 😭. i wanted to play around with a sort of sunshiney character for him, since he's all doom and gloom, yk? hope you enjoy <3!

P.S. a safeword is never specifically mentioned, but there is one in place!

disclaimer: this has nothing to do with the real øystein aarseth. this is strictly based on rory's portrayal of the character.

One More ♡ - Euronymous x fem!reader

‼️ NSFW - MDNI ‼️

warnings: brief mentions of drinking, smoking, dom!euronymous, sub!fem!reader, facesitting, oral (fem receiving), nose riding, unprotected sex, overstimulation, creampie, fingering

His hand was warm in yours, contrasting the chilly night air as you walked. Your sneakers scuffed against the damp sidewalk alongside his dark boots, your steps a little more bouncy as you spoke to him. He was listening carefully to your words, secretly loving how bubbly your voice was. You were in a great mood, especially after having a couple drinks at the party you guys were walking home from.

To an outsiders view, the two of you were an unlikely couple. It had nothing to do with appearance, you were just so sweet. So polite, so kind to everyone. He wasn't a complete asshole, but he certainly wasn't holding doors or giving up bus seats for anyone other than you. He liked fucking with people, which he tried to do less when you were around. Although, part of him loved how you would smack his chest and scold his manners, or how you'd give him a stern look while shaking your pretty little head at his antics.

"..then they told me about college and stuff, it was really nice to see them again," you concluded, turning your head to beam up at your boyfriend. He hummed, returning your gaze with a small smile. You had gotten to see some of your old friends who were overseas for school, and you couldn't stop talking about it. You hadn't been able to afford travelling very far, and it was exciting to hear about how much fun they were all having.

"Happy you had fun, doll," he murmured, squeezing your hand in his. You felt yourself blushing at his words, your teeth flashing as your smile grew. You just loved when he called you stuff like that. Doll, love, princess, baby- anything along those lines just had you melting, especially since he wasn't nearly as affectionate towards anyone else. You looked forward as you continued your walk, getting a little closer to him.

Your other hand held a half-dead cigarette, the smell infiltrating your nose as you brought it up for a drag. The sour smoke filled up your lungs, coming out translucent and white as you exhaled. You offered it up to him, and he gladly accepted it, holding it in his free hand.

Your apartment was only another few minutes, but you were still regretting your outfit choice. Your skirt only came down to your mid thigh, leaving your legs exposed to the frigid weather around you. You had on a long sleeved top, but it was cropped and thin, leaving you shivering at his side.

"Øystein, I'm cold," you whined, even though he had specifically told you that you were gonna be freezing in that outfit. He seemed mellowed out from the party, not making a snarky comment about how he told you so like he normally would. Instead, he just pulled his hand from yours, holding the cigarette in his mouth and shrugging off his jacket. He held it up behind you, shaking it a bit to signal he wanted you to put it on. A giddy smile broke out across your face, the gesture making your heart all warm and melty.

You didn't hesitate to accept his help, slipping your arms into the sleeves and sighing in relief. You didn't feel too bad about it, he had on a thicker sweater than you did. The jacket was toasty from his body heat, warming up your top half almost immediately. It smelled like smoke and cheap cologne, but you loved it. It smelled like him. He tossed the cigarette into the street before hooking an arm around your shoulders, pulling you to his side and pressing a firm kiss to the side of your head.

"Looks better on you, anyways," he said, his voice dropping an octave as he ducked his head down. He silenced your singsongy 'thank you' with a messy kiss, stumbling over his footsteps a bit as he did so. You laughed at his assertion, the sound ringing in his ears as you began kissing him back. You had to push him back when he started trailing his kisses down, putting your palm over his mouth and shaking your head.

"It's just around the corner, come on," you insisted, ignoring his frustrated muffles against your hand. You removed it, tugging him along the pavement. Wet droplets started to fall from the dark sky, splashing on your cold skin and making you tremble. Soon you were both jogging down the street to try and outrun the rain, hand in hand. The rain got heavier and heavier, and by the time you got home, you were both damp with rainwater. The earthy wetness on your skin didn't make him want you any less, not now that you two were really alone.

He was all over you, hands roaming your exposed midriff while his mouth worked on your neck feverishly. You released a heavy breath, struggling a bit with your key as you tried to jam it into the worn doorknob. You turned it quickly when it went in, hurrying to get the door open while he pushed his jacket off your shoulders. He had you pressed against the door as soon as it was shut, swallowing your surprised moan in a desperate, sudden kiss.

He was touching you like it was his last chance, with need that seemingly came out of nowhere. You held onto him, nose bumping into his as you shifted angles, his hands slipping down to your waist. He groaned into the kiss when he felt how cold your skin still was, pulling back to look at you again. He took in your appearance, biting back the million disrespectful comments bouncing around his head. Nothing mean, of course.. just filthy, vulgar thoughts about every single thing he wanted to do to you.

"You still cold?" he asked, his voice husky and heated. You nodded quickly, squeezing his shoulders to steady your shaky hands. Goosebumps raised where he touched you, which didn't go unnoticed by him. He couldn't help but smile again, kicking his boots off before beginning to pull you towards the bedroom.

"Let's warm you up, then."

**

"Baby, relax. It'll feel so good, I promise," he cooed up from between your thighs, blue eyes peeking up at you. You were covering your face, a whine leaving you lips at his insistence. You had never sat on his face before, but he seemed really into the idea. You didn't wanna take the fun out of it, you were just so nervous. He'd eaten you out a million times before, but not like this. Not in such a different, foreign way. Reminding yourself it was just Øystein, you took a deep breath, putting your hands down and peering down at him.

"If I do this.. just- you promise you'll stop me if I'm suffocating you?" you asked, expressing your fear of smothering him for the hundredth time. He just kept his firm grip on your thighs, grinning enthusiastically.

"Probably, maybe.. come on, I want you to," he assured you, gently tugging you down with encouragement. You gasped shakily when you felt his nose graze your clit, his breath hot on your weeping cunt. He was laying on his back, head on a pillow to elevate him a bit. Your knees were on either side of his head, hovering over his face with shaky fear of hurting him. Praying for the best, you finally lowered yourself.

The second his mouth connected with you, a low moan emitted from his throat, vibrating through you. You whimpered softly at the feeling, one of your hands lacing into his hair. His tongue lapped at your arousal greedily, the tip of his nose still bumping into your clit as he did so. You let out a particularly loud moan, tugging at his hair and letting your head fall back. He was right, it felt good.

He knew exactly what he was doing, tugging you even closer with firm hands, still clasped over the fat of your thighs. Your clit was fully pressed to his nose now, your lips parting as you whined. You looked back down at him, starting to frantically card through his hair with shaky fingers. He smiled against you, pulling back a bit to speak.

"What, do you like that?" he crooned, making your lower abdomen flutter and tingle in all sorts of ways. He knocked his nose against you with more intention, forcing a moan to claw its way out of your throat. You finally nodded, a quiet 'please' falling from your swollen lips. He felt a sense of pride, mumbling something about how polite you were for him before continuing his torment.

He didn't stop you when you started subconsciously bucking your hips against his nose, tongue-fucking you eagerly while you did so. You felt a burning tightness building up in your belly, your fingers grabbing at his hair again as you moaned his name like it was a mantra. He could always tell when you were gonna finish, and he didn't plan on stopping you.

He kept up his movements, letting you ride his face until you were a shaking, noisy mess above him. When it washed over you, you frantically searched for one of his hands that rested on your thigh, holding onto it the best you could while you rode it out. Pleasure was surging through your veins, pumping into your blood and swallowing you up like a tsunami. He just licked up everything you had to give him, drowning in you.

He felt your body stop shaking after a few moments, his fingers squeezing yours as you slowly recovered. You started to climb off, earning a resistant grunt from him. He kept you on his face, giving you a near desperate stare.

"One more, for me?" he asked, watching your face. He watched your contemplation before you reluctantly agreed, earning a genuine smile from him. "So sweet, let me make you feel good," he muttered under his breath, his tongue sticking out to lick a thick stripe up your slit. You tossed your head back, a low moan slipping out of your lips as he started licking at you all over again. He pressed his nose against you with more purpose, letting you grind down on it as you pleased.

He was borderline making out with your pussy, intoxicated by your scent, your taste, everything. His jaw flexed as he hummed against you, the sloppy, wet noises bringing a blush to your face. The delicious, tingling sensation bloomed over you, his mouth worshipping your sensitive cunt like she was royalty. Your noises only egged him on, music to his ears.

It didn't take much to bring you to your second release, your thighs closing around his head as you finished yet again. You moaned with significantly less control, the feeling much more intense the second time around. You had to take several deep breaths before you were ready to move off his face, legs wobbling as you did so. He almost pulled you back down, wanting to spend all night between your thighs, making you feel good. Still, he let you get up, pressing a kiss to your clit before you could fully remove yourself.

You settled on your side next to him, smiling lazily before pressing your lips to his. His hand moved up to hold the back of your head, kissing you back with vigor. You could taste yourself on his lips and tongue, sending a small shiver down your spine. It wasn't long before he had pushed you onto your back, getting up to hover himself over you with that same desperate need as before.

He couldn't keep his lips off you, his tongue pushing it's way into your mouth and swallowing up all your pretty sounds. His hands were almost frantic as they grabbed at your hips, tugging them closer to his and parting your legs. You found yourself laughing quietly at his urgency, both your teeth clashing as you silenced yourself on his lips again.

He rolled his hips forward, his painfully hard cock brushing up against your sensitive, wet heat. His moan was muffled, drowned out and faint as his eyes flickered open. He pulled his lips from yours, looking down at what he was doing breathlessly, fingers pressed into your soft skin. A possessive satisfaction filled him at the sight of the small, faded marks on your hips from previous nights with you.

"Look at you.." he murmured, his eyes trailing back up to yours. His pupils were blown, his irises not much more than a thin blue outline around the pitch darkness. His dark hair fell in his face, the ends tickling your skin from his closeness. He caught his bottom lip between his teeth, fighting back a smile when you started trying to push yourself down onto him. Holding your waist still with his big hands, he pushed you down into the mattress, leaning down to press a kiss to your temple. His lips moved to your ear, teeth grazing the lobe as he spoke.

"You need more?" he asked quietly, beginning to pepper kisses across your jaw, trailing down your neck. He knew the answer, he just wanted to hear your voice. You were beautifully overwhelmed by him, his warmth, his lips, his hands.. all of it was throwing your senses into overdrive. "Yes, please. I need you," you pleaded, wincing when his nails started digging into your hips. Despite the discomfort, he was still being way more gentle than usual.

He finally, finally reached a hand down, holding his base so he could line up with you. You felt his lips on your skin, muffling his satisfied hum as he slowly started pushing himself inside. You gasped when his tip breached your walls, head falling back. There was a small sting, but nothing unbearable. You felt your stomach flutter, hands moving to grip the sheets beneath you.

He didn't give you much time to adjust, pushing himself almost all the way inside with an impatient moan. You cried out, clawing at his shoulders as he forced those last few, painful inches in. Tears brimmed in your eyes, threatening to spill over as he kissed your neck apologetically. He pulled back to look at your pained expression, starting to thrust in and out of you at a slow, heavy pace.

A choked moan bubbled up in your throat as you fought to keep your eyes open, looking up at him with adoration, despite the obscene nature of the situation. Your fingers were leaving small marks on his shoulders, matching the ones he was inflicting on your sides with his bruising grip. He was quick to start speeding up his pace, the filthy wet sounds of him fucking you getting louder along with your moans. Your eyes flickered down between the two of you, stomach doing backflips at the sight of him disappearing inside you before pulling himself back out. His cock was shiny and wet, coated in your arousal. The sight made your walls flutter around him.

The pleasure was everywhere, spreading through your abdomen and thrumming along with your frantic pulse. You struggled to keep a reasonable volume, using all your willpower to not scream for him (you did still have neighbors.) You were already sensitive from your previous orgasms, your legs beginning to tremble as the feeling became too much. You had a moment of relief when his thrusts began to slow, only to realize he was merely repositioning. He perched himself up on his knees, hands sliding down to your thighs so he could grip them firmly. He tugged you down while simultaneously lifting your hips a little, spreading out your legs nice and wide before his thrusts continued.

Your head fell back, hands falling from his shoulders to grip at the sheets below you. He was going faster than before, the sound of skin on skin increasing in volume as he thrusts got harder and harder. "Fuck, needed you all day," he enunciates, his own voice starting to sound strained as he rocked in and out of you. He was going at it with much more force now, chasing his own release, enticing countless mewls and moans from your shaking figure.

He couldn't keep his eyes off you, one hand releasing your thigh to spread over your abdomen. He leaned himself a bit forward, hand pressing down just enough to feel the faint knock of himself against his palm. An almost animalistic groan escaped his tired lungs, the sheer vulgarity of being able to feel the bulge of his tip stretching you out just right was enough to have him twitching inside you, moans more consistent. The sounds he was making had your cunt throbbing around him, only adding to the stimulation. He managed to pry his hand away from your belly, pushing it down and rubbing quick, firm circles on your clit. Your hips jerked at the feeling, eyes watering as you tried to grab at his hand.

"That's- ohh, 's too much," you slurred, barely aware of his prideful grin as he listened to you. You were already fucked out and overstimulated, not much more than a crying mess as he repeatedly stuffed you full. He just ignored your meek hands pushing at his, hunching himself over so he could press a kiss to your jaw. "Shh, you wanna feel good, don't you?" he cooed, nudging your head to the side with his nose so he could kiss at your marked neck. You whined, eyes fluttering shut.

"It's too good," you admitted in a whimper, feeling his teeth graze over your neck. He made a breathless noise at your words, more than pleased by what you had said. The hand that still held your thigh tightened just a bit, his thrusts never faltering. He shook his head, rubbing your puffy clit faster as he spoke to you, ignoring your chorus of moans and pleads.

"You can take it, just one more," he murmured for the second time that night. You had to fight back a heavy groan, knowing one more was never enough for him. He wanted you ruined, and he wouldn't settle for anything less. He pulled back so he could watch you, trying to stop himself from finishing before you. It was a difficult task, you were just so pretty, so perfect, all for him. It drove him up the walls just thinking about how you were his. Your mind started to go blank when he started hitting that sensitive spot inside you, your abdomen spasming.

The last knot keeping you together beneath him snapped, your climax hitting you like a fucking train. He refused to slow down or stop, fucking you like a porn star through the whole thing. You were shaking, a thin line of drool slipping from the corner of your mouth, much to your embarrassment.

He held onto your thigh like it was his sole anchor to the earth as he felt you come undone, his orgasm following quickly after yours. He pushed himself as deep as he could, filling you up with a husky whimper. He was giving you so much, emptying himself out in you with a possessive, hooded gaze. You couldn't stop shaking, fresh tears flowing down your cheeks as the feeling began to slowly subside. He panted as he recovered, realizing just how much he'd ruined you.

He chuckled at the sight, but not in a ridiculing way. He sounded enamored, relishing the sight of you all vulnerable and trembling, a sight that only he would ever get to see. You slowly started to recover your senses, breathing heavily as you came back down to earth. You were vaguely aware of him slowly pulling out, a lewd gasp sounding from your sore throat at the feeling of his cum spilling out of you.

He grinned at the sight, unable to stop himself from reaching forward and prodding at your spent hole. He couldn't help pushing some of his cum back inside, intentionally curling his fingers up a bit as he did so. His eyes flickered back up to yours when you made a soft noise, trying to push his hand away. He didn't stop, deciding to finger you lazily as he spoke.

"You did so good, baby.. aw, come on, just one more?"

**

A/N: yeah, yeah, i haven't posted in too long.. good lord i must have forgotten how to write overnight or something, tell me why this took me DAYS to finish. i might have to start updating some new fandoms soon ... but i'm def coming out with some gn!reader reader stuff next 🤭. anyways, i hope you enjoyed!

#rory culkin #rory culkin smut #culkin cult #euronymous #euronymous smut #lords of chaos #øystein aarseth #mayhem #angelsnkisses #mdni

[josibunn]

“All mine, right?”

fem!Reader x possessive!Euronymous ^_^

Warning!!! This is NOT about the real, teen girl edge lord Euronymous. This is about Rory Culkin’s portrayal of him in Lords of Chaos, because he just looks too scrumptious :)

heavy(?) smut, euronymous being so mean, noticing Varg trying to flirty with you, making him blow up on you, you getting the bigger first :( hitting (spanking, slapping), fingering, orgasm denial, name-calling (slut, dirty girl, dirty pussy, sir, pretty thing, good girl etc.), dacryphilia&breeding if you squint, use of ‘pussy’, semi-public sex, you’re in his office, a bit fluffy in the end :33

a/n: my first fic here! reposts r really appreciated :3 minors dni

* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*༺♡༻ ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

you sat pretty on the couch of Øysteins band den, a drink in hand. You were here to support him since he just released his newest album with his band, but he was hosting a party, so he was nowhere to be seen.

he knew this wasn’t your usual scene, you didn’t really know anybody but his band mates, but he told you it'd be fun, and he needed you there. that’s what drew you in, he was never really affectionate with you, always keeping up his edgy, dark hearted attitude. so when he said it you knew he meant it.

you messed with your skirt you wore for him, you stuck out too, probably the only outlier here. pretty in pink with your cute little purse, skirt and cropped shirt, which so happened to be his merch. he loved it, and he loved how opposite you two looked when you went out.

and everyone knew you were his, I mean, he never expressed that you were his girlfriend to anyone that wasn’t you or his family, but everyone knew. you followed him around like a puppy, and he wasn’t one for pda, but you always held the sleeve of his leather to keep up with him.

he was possessive. you could feel yourself getting wetter as you reminisced, making you rub your thighs together. there would be times where he’d go off on someone for talking to you, and then you for giving them the time of day. he was obsessed with you. he couldn’t help it.

he especially didn’t want you talking to his band mates. It’s not that he thought you’d cheat on him, god no. but he knew why they acted how they acted around you, he hated it. a pretty, dolled up thing like you? they can’t be civil, making crude jokes at you when you turned your back or left the room, it made him clench his jaw.

so when he slipped through the crowd of people in his den, seeing Varg suddenly sitting closely next to you, whispering something in your ear, he thought back to all the times Varg had said he’d take you from him straight to his face, talking about the nasty, awful things he’d do to you if you were his. Euronymous never told you about the things they said about you, he just told you to stay away from them.

Varg always said it was a joke, but they both knew it wasn’t. and Euronymous could see it now that he wasn’t joking as he watched his hand trail up your thigh. he finished his beer before throwing it to the ground, standing tall in front of you two.

you felt relieved, you never liked Varg, he made you uneasy, especially with the way he was touching you just now before Euronymous showed up. even then his hand was still going higher, rubbing your flesh in circles, making you blush uncomfortably.

“hi baby,” you sighed softly, thankful he was here to save you. but he looked at you with a nasty glare, a look he only gave you when he was really angry. What’d I do? You thought.

“the fuck are you doing??” he pulled you up by your arm and next to him, and you didn’t know if he was talking to you or Varg.

“we were just talking, she looked bored.” said Varg, Euronymous gripping your arm more tightly now. “oh yeah? talking, with your hand up her fuckin’ skirt? do you think I’m fuckin’ stupid??” he called him something as he walked off with you, dragging you through the crowd.

“we-we really we’re just talking, I swear.” you plead your case, seeing and feeling just how angry he was as he pushed through people.

“i bet you were, so what were you talking about? with Christian?” He threw you onto the floor of his office, making you land on your knees. you whimpered at the sting of hitting the floor, standing yourself to the best of your abilities.

“I..I don’t know he was just talking, I wasn’t even paying attention, I swear. I-i was waiting for you, I didn’t do anything..” you propped yourself up on his desk, watching him take off his jacket, throwing it onto his couch and walked you behind his desk, moving the chair. He scanned your body, watching you fiddle with your shirt nervously.

“turn around.” he demanded, and you wasted no time, facing the door as you waited for his next command or move, but it was quiet.

before you could look back he bent you over by the back of your neck, his boot kicking your legs open with ease. “it just had to be Christian, huh? what, you fucking like him or something? is he better than me??”

“no! n-no, he just came up to me, I didn’t know what to do,” you frowned, he bent you further onto the desk as you looked back at him, hoping he could see some truth in your pouty, scared face as he hiked your skirt up.

he didn’t care, though. he was only focused on that wet spot pooling in your panties, it only made him angrier, his jaw clenching and his brows raising slightly. “you’re a dirty fuckin’ girl, you know that?” he slapped your ass, making you yelp.

“does getting touched by another man turn you on? huh slut?” he rubbed where your wetness pooled, making you snatch back your breath and let out a tiny moan, pushing back onto his thick fingers.

“n-no baby it wasn’t like tha-” “so now you’re lyin’ to me? you’re fuckin’ soaking.” you heard the snap of the delicate panties you wore before feeling him throw them down to the ground, pushing a finger into you quickly.

“Euronymous!” you moaned out, fingertips gripping his desk and your lips perched against one of the stack of papers on his desk. “were you hoping he’d do this to you? sneak you off somewhere, fuck you in the bathroom? my bathroom?” he shoved his other finger into you, making you choke out a moan at the stretch.

in all honesty the thought alone made you cringe, you didn’t know why he was acting like this over Varg, you’d expressed many times about how he grossed you out.

“dirty fuckin’ pussy,” he watched you suck him in, moaning and clenching around him as he drilled his fingers into you, your slick coating his fingers. “you don’t even know what he’d do to you, do you? he’d treat you like a real whore, he wouldn’t even think about being as nice as I’m being.” he pulled you back up, biting and sucking on your neck, his other hand pulling up your shirt and grabbing at your nipple.

“doesn’t even know how to handle a pretty thing like you, wouldn’t know how to make this pussy feel as good as I do.” he huffed, teeth grazing your jaw, and he could tell you were close in the way your moans got airier, the way you grabbed onto his wrist and the way you bounced back onto his fingers, even though you knew you couldn’t take the overstimulation you got when you did.

your legs shook as you moaned out, throwing your head back against his chest, mumbling curses as you felt your release creep onto you. “he probably wouldn’t even make you cum,” he pulled his fingers out and pushed you back onto the desk. “like that.”

you gasped and whined, feeling your release fade away. “Euronymous! Øystein, baby, please,” you whined, grinding on his jeans, feeling his bulge pressing against your wet heat. “please I-I wanna cum, wan’ you to make me cum,” you pleaded, but he held your back down, stopping your grinding.

“oh now you want me? thought you were all wet for Christian,” he taunted, watching at how your ass wriggled under his grip, trying to find some relief again, a small smirk on his face.

“no baby, no, just you, jus’ you I promise,” you slurred, looking back at him, and this time he kept the eye contact, his eyes low and his head tilted slightly. “just me?” he repeated with faux sympathy, still pressing down on your back.

you nodded, “only you Øystein, not him, never, please baby please..” you whimpered, spreading your legs further. he groaned, seeing your pretty, soaking pussy on display for him like that, begging him to be used, claimed.

“you promise?” he smirked, unlatching his belt quickly, pulling his pants down to his knees. you gasp, nodding frantically. “yes! yes I-I promise, I promise,” you watched his dick spring free from his boxers, god you loved how pretty it was. he had a nice great length on him, probably why he was so short, girthy, beautiful bulging veins and a pretty red mushroom tip oozing with pre cum as he held it at the base, teasing your hole that clenched around air, waiting for him.

you gasped when he pushed his tip in you, holding you down so you wouldn’t push back on him like you usually would. no, he wanted you to work for it, even though he knew he couldn’t resist you in your needy, whiny state for too long. he was already over his breaking point. “you gonna be my good girl?” he cooed, sliding his tip in and out teasingly, hearing you gasp and moan each time he glided out.

“uh huh, yes sir I-i’ll be good for you,” you nodded, swallowing back the drool pooling in your mouth. “you’re all mine, right? not that poser?”

“no, never, never ever. m’all yours Øystein-aah!!” he pushed all of himself in you with one smooth glide, the stretch of his cock making you let out an almost pornographic moan, arching your ass up to him, his hands still holding your back down, gliding down your hips.

“Fuck baby,” he moaned, bowing his head as he gripped your hips, his thumbs making deeper imprints on your back dimples. Euronymous was never one to be slow and gentle, but he’d usually give you time to adjust to his size.

he didn’t do that this time, no :( he wasted no time, slamming his hips into yours recklessly, each blow hitting deep inside you, making you moan out, your face flushed hot at how loud you were being. anyone that walked by could definitely hear how much of slut he’s making of you. if anything, the thought got you wetter.

“that’s right baby, all mine, huh, pretty girl?” he huffed, pulling you further back onto him, hitting even deeper, knocking wind right out of you. your moans toppled each others, though you knew you were much louder.

he grunted and pulled you up against his chest, his right hand snaked around your neck. you yelped when he smacked you across the face, “baby. m’talkin’ to you.”

“s-sorry, m’sorry,” you apologized quickly, and god he loved when you got like this, all cock drunk and sloppy, barely able to hold yourself up, your legs shaking under him as he fucked you remorselessly, so eager to cum. it just sent him more and more over his own edge.

“yes, yes i’m all yours, only you—f-fuck—baby all yours, yoursyoursyours,” you fucked back, trying to messily match his thrusts as your orgasm approached, sharp whines and moans leaving your mouth. the paperwork on his desk was long discarded because of how rough he had been with you, Euronymous grunting above you, bending you back over with your head pressed against the desk, angling his thrusts to hit that spongy spot that always had you falling apart under him.

“that’s it baby, who do you fuckin’ belong to? huh?” he slapped your ass again, definitely leaving marks to pair with the other bruises on your body.

“you, all you Eur-ah-onymous, only yours I swEar,” your voice cracked as you moaned brokenly, hiccuping and sobbing with each deep thrust.

“yeah you fuckin.do.” he groaned, punctuating his words with a sharp deep thrust, making you cry out. and then the damn broke. your orgasm ran you over as he abused your sweet, spongy spot, your moans high pitched and airy.

nobody knew your body like he did, and he wanted to you know that, remember that, just in case something like earlier happened again. “oh fuck baby, o-oh! oh!!” you moaned, gripping the desk, clenching down on him.

he groaned, “I know baby, I know. you still think anyone could make you feel as good as this?” he grunted, though he knew you couldn’t pay attention as you shook below him.

he listened to your sobs, they egged him on, fucked up his rhythm, making his thrusts sloppy and unkept as he grew closer, digging his nails into your skin. “that’s it baby, cum on this fucking dick,” he leaned over, toying with your clit, drawing fat circles.

you were so overwhelmed with pleasure you almost forgot where you were as you squirted all over his floor and thighs, pornographic moans flying off your tongue as you squirmed under him, trying to collect yourself but he just kept toying with you, overstimulating you, pushing you over your limit.

he knew you couldn’t handle it when he played with you like this, but he loved hearing you cry, as nasty as it was. “Øystein it-it’s too much, too much!” you’d cry, cheeks puffy and stained, lips swollen, tears sitting pretty on your lashes, and he revelled in it.

“fuck baby, gonna ruin this pussy for anyone else, no one’s gonna have you,” he gripped your body as he chased his release, fucking you faster, his eyes glued to where your bodies connected, watching you suck him in each time, the squelching of your fluids and your own moans flying through his head.

“all mine, all mine, you got that? not his, oh fuck, oh fuckfuckfuck,” he kept slamming into you before you felt the hot ropes of cum shoot into you, shaky whimpers being heard from above you, his breath heavy as he tried to calm himself down with you.

he sighed, rubbing a hand down your back affectionately. “talk to me, you ok?” he whispered, pulling out of you gently, trying not to hurt you. you whined, feeling empty as he watched the globs of cum seep out of you. you nodded, flipping on your back, your legs open on the side of him as he put himself away.

“you were so good, my good, good girl,” he kissed your face and wrapped his arms around you, kissing the corners of your mouth, making you smile weakly. “you’re not gonna talk to him anymore, yeah? I know you didn’t mean to make me angry,” he cooed, rubbing your back.

you nodded, resting your head on his shoulder. “that’s my girl, sit tight,” he grabbed a old shirt and your underwear off the floor, realizing he ripped it. he cleaned you up and slid your underwear back on, tying the side that was ripped until you guys could get home for a new pair, he promised to replace them anyway.

to your surprise he walked out holding you close, his hand around your arm, people coming up to him asking where he was, and you know you two smelt like hot sex and sweat, but he didn’t seem to care, eyeing everyone down that looked at you.

a/n: i’m so sorry that was so long!! I got so carried away, but you guys don’t put in for R!euronymous like you should bc he’s SOOOOO hot!! but thank u for reading :3 dm for tag list or moots &lt;;33

#euronymous smut #rory culkin smut #rory culkin #lords of chaos #lords of chaos smut #x black reader #eurory prompt

[kausstar]

can you write a story about eurory cockwarming you until the point where he can’t stand it anymore and just ends up fucking the living shit out of you😭

it was supposed to be innocent. you were bored and wanted a little bit more of his attention besides cuddling, so you asked to slip it in soft. he doesn’t mind at first, he enjoys the feeling of your warm walls wrapped around him and the way they tighten every now and then. but when you slowly become slick, slick enough to coat his cock, he’s pressing his body into you from behind and thrusting inside of you. his thrust start off slow and deep but when he feels the way your tightening up on him as him begging for more, he gives it to you.

you’re laying on your side, one of his hands wrapped around your neck while the other has a tight grip on your side to keep you still. his rough thrusts jolted not only your body but the bed. “øystein,” you moan out, breathless as his cock bullies your insides. it never misses a spot inside of you, always filling you up just the right way. so much so, it made your head go fuzzy and your legs weak. you hear his groans and heavy breathing in your ear as you let out your own unique noises he loved to hear.

“kiss me,” you hear him whisper, and you turn your head allowing his lips to press into yours. he kissed you roughly and carelessly, spit running onto the corner of your mouths.

#⠀ ݁ ੭୧ ᳝ ࣪ ᭡ .ᐟ ⠀ #𓂃⊹ lords of chaos. #lords of chaos #rory culkin #euronymous #euronymous x reader #rory culkin smut #euronymous smut #lords of chaos smut #rory culkin x reader

[lustkillers]

BEGGIN' ON HER KNEES TO BE POPULAR !

⊹₊ ⋆ summary. - she wants more fame, he's helping her gain that.

┃ tags/warnings. ࿐ ❪ probably not set in the right era, nsfw freak shit. dom!euronymous, sub!reader. reader and euro are opposites, unprotected sex, degradation, praising, crying, face-fucking, reader and euro make a sex tape, office sex? exhibitionism?? creampie, freak shit. ❫

⊹₊ ⋆ pairing - euronymous x famous!fem!reader. ❪ not the actual euronymous, only rory’s portrayal. ❫

⊹₊ ⋆ note - fucking hate the idol show, but this song is so orgasmic for no reason. not proofread.

THE first time you both met, the venue was flashing red and blue lights. You were downing shots with friends, and his fingers were playing on the stringed instrument.

He was mesmerizing you with his skill and confidence. You felt a shared electric current buzzing in the air, and before you could shift your gaze away he had already caught it. His eyes were remote, yet deep; like an ocean full of secrets that only revealed themselves when someone is brave enough to swim away from shore.

It was like his music seduced you, as you got up from your spot in the venue, his eyes followed you. You felt an exciting but strange feeling in the pit of your stomach as you started swaying your body with the music.

You could feel his gaze burning into the back of your neck. He knew who you were, and before you knew it his time was up on stage, now standing right beside you, his hands on your hips. Your heart raced as you looked into his eyes, feeling the same electric current that had taken over your body earlier.

A surge of confidence jolted through your veins as the music kept playing, your hips grinding on his slightly-toned body. The atmosphere in the room was intense and before you knew it, time froze as his lips brushed up against yours.

The sensation of his lips on yours sent shivers down your spine, making every inch of your body tingle with anticipation. You leaned in closer to him, wanting more as he deepened the kiss.

But that's where your first encounter ended.

After that encounter happened, you still kept in touch. He still did his music, and you did yours. Every time he'd perform, you'd find yourself in the crowd, watching him with a newfound appreciation for his passion.

However, as his music career boosted, yours declined. He started to get more and more attention from other people, leaving you feeling a little bit jealous. You couldn't help but feel a bit of envy as you watched him perform and receive praise.

"How'd you do it?" You were now talking to him after his show, your question masked by the thumping of music.

He didn't answer you, putting his stuff away. You cleared your throat, feeling embarrassed for asking him that question.

You really needed his help, and you were willing to anything. You were desperate.

"Look, I need your help. My shit isn’t going well, and I don't know what else to do," you pleaded, your voice barely audible over the loud music.

He looked at you, smirking. "Maybe if we worked together, I could help," he said finally.

You raised an eyebrow, "Together? How is that going to work?" He smiled mischievously, "Come by Helvete tomorrow, and you'll find out." And with that, he left you alone, your stomach feeling warm at his words.

The next day, you made your way to Helvete. He was already there, waiting for you. He motioned to his office, gesturing for you to enter.

Once inside, you stood there awkwardly, unsure of what to do. He smiled. "I think I have a way that we can help each other out," he said.

His expression shifted to a lust filled one, and you felt your face flush. He licked his lips and you knew what he was suggesting. "On your knees, slut." He commanded.

Your heart began to race and you felt a mix of fear and excitement at his words. You slowly got on your knees, bracing yourself for whatever was coming next. He stepped closer to you and grabbed ahold of your chin, lifting it up so he could look into your eyes. "Now, I’m going to help you, and in return you’re going to help me." He said with a smirk.

You nodded, unable to speak, as he explained the terms of your agreement, bringing in the factor of him recording you both. When he was finished, you swallowed hard and looked him in the eyes. You knew that if you said yes it would change your life forever--but it was a risk that seemed worth taking.

He smiled, satisfied with your response. "Good girl," he said as he reached out and grasped the back of your neck roughly, pulling you into a passionate kiss. You felt like your heart was going to burst out of your chest as the intensity of his lips grew stronger and stronger. When he finally pulled away you were left feeling breathless and dizzy-- but you couldn't deny the warmth that was spreading through your body.

He pushed you back onto your knees, looking down at you with a satisfied smirk. "Now, if you want to keep your end of the bargain," he continued, his voice low and threatening, "you're going to do exactly what I say."

His words made you more aroused, and if he kept it up for much longer, you were probably going to be in a pool of your wetness.

His hands unzipped his pants, revealing his cock. Your eyes slightly widened, and you found yourself salivating at the thought of it inside of you.

He commanded you to take him in your mouth, and with a deep breath, you complied. You ran your tongue around his hardness before taking him into your mouth fully. He moaned in pleasure as he grabbed onto the back of your head, gently pushing himself deeper and deeper down your throat, now gaining control.

He started to thrust faster and deeper, your spit pooling out the sides of your face. His cock speared to the back of your throat, and you started to gag. You tried to pull away, but his fingers were still intertwined in your hair, refusing for you to get away.

It went on for a couple of more minutes, and you were moments away from passing out. He pulled out, a line of spit connected between your lips and his cock. He smiled down on you, enjoying the view of you in a state of utter submission.

"Up, bitch." He commanded. You got up, unsteady on your feet, and he pulled you into a rough kiss. He licked your lips, tasted himself on you. His hands wandered down your body, cupping and squeezing every inch of you as he kissed you deeply.

Both of you slowly walked to his desk, both of you removing your clothes. He laid you down, his hands caressing and exploring every inch of your body. His lips pressed against yours, leaving a light trail down to your neck.

His hands moved lower, fingers gently teasing your wet folds before entering you. You gasped in pleasure as he thrust gently inside of you, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body as he increased the intensity of his thrusts.

"F-Fuck, Euro!" You cried out, your breathing quickening as he continued to thrust in and out of you. He smiled down at your blissful expression before increasing the speed, his hands gripping your hips tightly.

You moaned in pleasure and closed your eyes, surrendering to the sensation of his rushing within you. His hands roamed all over you as he took in every moan and scream of pleasure with each thrust.

The pleasure felt suffocating, your head going dizzy. "M'gonna cum," you babbled out.

Euro's eyes lit up as he picked up the pace, pushing you closer and closer until you finally tumbled over the edge. You screamed out his name like a prayer as your body quivered in pleasure.

His movements became more erratic and intense, chanting your name with profanities. You still felt sensitive, the pleasure almost knocking you out.

You felt a hot burst fill you, his arms trembling as he thrust deeper and held himself inside you, stuffing you full. You both lay still, panting as he remained inside you.

Euronymous squatted down to your puffed-out pussy, his mouth attaching to it. He licked and sucked on your sensitive flesh, sending sensations all through you.

Your hands tangled through his hair, "S'too much!" You cried out, but still needy for more. He chuckled, his hands caressing your thighs as he kept licking and sucking.

He paid attention to every inch of you, lavishing in the taste of your orgasm-induced cum until finally you could take no more.

You laid there, feeling utterly satisfied, as Euronymous got up and walked to the camera, turning it off, smirking.

"That was quite the show, wasn't it?" He said with a wink.

You blushed and smiled, feeling content inside as you thought of what just happened. You were left feeling content in a way you hadn't before, and you knew that this would be something that neither of you would forget.

You bit your lip, smiling at him as your hair was tousled. This was it, you both did it.

You were going to be famous.

"BEAUTIFUL BABE GETS FUCKED BY GUITARIST, EURONYMOUS! WATCH NOW!"

And you did.

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[kappasbbgirl]

me next!

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