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MASON GOODING as CHAD MEEKS-MARTIN in Scream VI (2023)
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pairing(s): chad meeks-martin x fem!reader
summary: in which you think there's something wrong with you because no guy can make you cum and your best friend chad proves you wrong. based on a request by @menlvrr who simply asked for a pussy eating fic but i constantly go overboard so this is longer than i expected and it kind of sucks don't judge me. ( also thanks for requesting )
warning(s): adult content, no spoilers, porn with a smidge of plot, pussy eatinggggg, shy & inexperienced!reader, fluff and unedited work with guaranteed grammar mistakes because i can't spell.
© msgorillagripcoochie , do not steal, post on third party sites or translate my work
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"We don't have to if you don't want to." Chad leans over you, his hands by your thighs kneeling on the bed. You shift picking at the hem of your sleep shirt, you're nervous "I can leave now and we can pretend this never happened."
"No, I want to." You shake your head clearing your throat "I'm just scared." You weren't scared of Chad of course, you trusted him with your life.
His eyebrows furrowed slightly as he smiled at you "Of what?" You shrug "What if I don't-" You lean forward whispering like it's a bad word "-cum?"
"If you don't cum?" He repeats your cheeks heating up hearing it come from his mouth, you bury your face in your hands.
"What if there's something wrong with me?" Your voice is muffled by your hands but he hears you just a clear shaking his head "There's nothing wrong with you, I know it." He tells you "Plus, I'm the master at this." He joked trying to help you ease your nerves. You believed him of course about being a master at this, you had heard stories from girls that had dated Chad but what if he couldn't do it? What if there was actually something wrong with you?
He carefully pulls your hand away from your face meeting your pretty eyes "Let's just take it slow, you tell me if you want me to stop."
"Okay." You breathe dropping your hands by your sides. He leans closer "Can I kiss you?" You realize in that moment that, that was the first time that anyone had ever asked to kiss you. They usually just did it and it was always up to you on whether you wanted to push they away or not but he asked you.
"Yeah." You nod again as his hand slid to cup your face kissing your lips. It's soft and tender, you had never kissed Chad before but it was better than you ever could imagine. You're hesitant at first to reciprocate his soft touch but you find yourself following his movements, your lips moving against his.
He dropped his hand to your side cradling your body slowly guiding you to lay onto your back as he towered over you.
You placed your hand on his chest gripping at his t shirt when he pushes his tongue into your mouth, his tongue pushing against yours. He finds himself sliding your shirt up a little but before he moves to fast he pulls back. His breathing heavy as yours was "You okay?"
"Yeah."
"You'll tell me if I'm doing something wrong, right?"
"Of course." You promised with your cute little smile. Truthfully Chad had always liked you more than he should've but he had never had the balls to make the first move but now he was here with you way passed the 'first move' and all he could think about was how the universe was on his side.
"Can I?" He asked rolling the material of your shirt between his fingers and you nod. Slowly he drags the shirt up your legs, his fingers tracing over you hip. It feels dirtier than it should, he's barely touching it but goosebumps are covering your skin. He stops lifting the shirt just under your breasts.
He kisses your forehead before he slides down your body. His breath fans against your belly, his eyes flickering up to yours before he places a kiss just above your belly button, his tongue dragging lightly against yours skin.
You tried to keep your breathing steady as he placed wet kisses along your waist just above your panties. He leaned back for a moment, his fingers brushing against the top of your panties before slowly sliding down over your wet center through the material.
You gasp softly as his fingers ghost over you. He's sweet leaning forward to press a kiss against the wet material, one arm hooking around your thigh to hold your hips when they jerked up
"I'm sorry." You apologized looking up at the ceiling embarrassed that you were acting this way.
"It's okay." He chuckled "It's okay to want me to touch you." He reassured you placing another kiss over the fabric before rubbing his thumb over your clit. A quiet whimper escaped your lips, he grins at the sound placing soft kisses on your inner thigh.
He could hardly keep his hands──and mouth── off of you. His places his large hand over your belly to hold you in place, he drags his tongue over your panties tasting you. He groans at your taste doing it once more. You're embarrassed by the way your thighs are shaking by his head but he doesn't, he loves how reactive you are to his touch.
His fingers hook around the side of them "I'm going to take these off, is that fine?"
"Yeah." You answered in a small whisper, he's careful dragging them down your skin, you raised your hips to help him. Your wetness sticking to the making him so much harder in his jeans. "Fuck."
He places your panties beside you on the bed just incase you change your mind about this. He brushes his lips along the tops of your thighs before pecking your skin as he slowly pushes your thighs open.
He groans into your skin at the sight of your wet center, you were sure you were embarrassingly wet despite the fact he had barely touched you. "God, you're gorgeous." He leaned forward just about to drag his tongue through your folds but you sat up on your elbows "Wait." He stopped immediately looking up at you "You okay? You want me to stop? "
"No just-" You cleared your throat "Could you hold my hand? You don't have to I mean-" he cuts off your nervous rambling reaching up and holding your hand in his "Of course."
He lets you move a bit getting comfortable, he intertwines your fingers, his other hand holding onto your thigh. He's delicate placing a kiss on your clit before pushing his warm tongue through your folds, a gasp escaping your lips. He repeats the actions before swirling his tongue around your clit. A loud moan escapes your lips but you quickly bring your hand up to cover your mouth.
He says something you don't hear for a moment but he repeats your name "Yeah?"
"I wanna hear you." It makes your cheeks heat up, he's serious you can tell from the way he looks at you and slowly just for him you uncover your mouth. He dives back almost pushing himself deeper into you. He focuses on your clit, sucking at the bundle of nerves, his tongue pressed against it swirling around it.
"Oh my gosh." You whimper your hand dropping to the back of his head, your other squeezing his hand. He squeezes it back in response.
He's trying to be sweet, soft, he really is but you, god, you drive him fucking crazy and all too quickly he's getting rough as he delivers hard sucks to your clit, mouthing at your pussy.
You're in shambles and you should be embarrassed by the way he's got you on the edge but you can't. Chad swears this is the most vocal he's ever heard you, you're sweet sounds echoing and it's downright sinful the way you could hear the way he's eating you out, the way he slurps and licks at you like a man starved.
Ever so often his eyes flicker up to your face to watch the way your beautiful face contorts in pleasure. He's surrounded by your smell and your moans and he wouldn't want it any other way.
You can't think, you're mind is gone and all you can think about is how good his tongue feels on you, he lets you grind against his face, lets you use him for your pleasure.
You're gonna cum you can feel it like waves taking you out to sea "Fuck, I think I'm gonna cum." Your words only encourage him more moves his head side to side to make sure you feel him devouring you everywhere.
You lose yourself falling over the edge but this time Chad is there to catch you, it isn't just you by yourself in your room. It's him with you.
You're on fire, burning up but he's there cooling you down with soft kisses across your skin and when you calm from your high. He sits up wearing your wetness on his face proudly "See, there's nothing wrong with you." He breathed smiling at you. "You doing okay?"
You nod slowly taking a breath "Thank you."
"Anytime." He kisses your cheek throwing himself on the bed beside you causing you to bounce a bit. There's an unspoken question of where you two go from here but after a few beats of silence that isn't the question you asked "Can I take you up on that offer?"
His eyebrows furrowed looking at you "What?"
"You said anytime, can I take you up on that offer?" He smirked "Right now?" You nodded "Right now."
He hesitated for a moment soaking in your words before laughing and leaning over to kiss you "Hell yeah."
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a/n: im a little iffy about this fic but i know my chad lovers are lacking content rn so im trying my best. once again not proofread because i hate editing. IF YOU LIKED AND WANT MORE COMMENT OR REBLOG AND FEEL FREE TO REQUEST.
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𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐈 𝐂𝐚𝐧’𝐭 𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐞 | E. Landry
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Part Two / Part Three
Summary: Seeing the Core Four years after an explosive argument ended your friendship brought about plenty of unwelcome emotions—can you let the past go or has your plan for healing old wounds gone too far?
Pairings: Chad Meeks-Martin x ex!reader, Ethan Landry x reader, Ethan Landry x brat!reader, Ghostface!reader
Warnings: manipulation, cheating, mentions of blood and violence, colorful language, sexual situations, smutty language, gaslighting
*based on “Feather” by Sabrina Carpenter*
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Oh it’s like that
I’m your dream come true, when it’s on a platter for you
Then you pull back
When I try to make plans more than two hours in advance
Your manicured fingers curled around the mic as you sang. This song was old, years old even, and still the energy around performing it tonight made it feel brand new.
Having gigs here and there at bars and clubs in New York had been your ticket out of Woodsboro ever since you were able to move out on your own. Singing was a passing hobby while you were in school at NYU, something that brought extra excitement and attention to you when classes were over and labs were finished. There was something about having people love you, travel to see you and hear you perform that made your heart burst.
I slam the door
I hit ignore
I'm saying no, no, no, no, more
I got you blocked after this, an after thought
I finally cut you off
You knew exactly where the craving for attention began and as much as you hated the acknowledgment, you had to thank him just a little bit.
Who else would have broken your heart so intensely that you sought the comfort of strangers screaming your name?
Your eyes flicker to the back of the club, the gaggle of people coming in sending shockwaves through your core.
I feel so much lighter, like a feather with you off my mind
Floating through the memories, like whatever, you’re a waste of time
“Did you see the name of the headliner when we were coming in?” Tara asked her friends as they entered the club. It was some new place that had been open for about a month. Ethan suggested they should go to hang out and blow off some steam from classes.
Chad turned around to face her. “I saw it too but I didn’t want to say anything…” He trailed off, shrugging his shoulders as he tried to save face. “A lot of people have that name, right? I mean what are the odds that it’s her?”
Sam shook her head. “But how many people have that name and sing that we know of?”
“Oh, yeah no, it’s her.” Mindy moved her brother’s head in the direction of the stage. The girl they hadn’t seen in years was smiling while she sang. A glimmer in her eye as her voice reverberated through the space.
A stark difference from how she left them.
Your signals are mixed
You act like a bitch
You fit every stereotype, send a pic
Ethan raised a brow. “Her?” He questioned cluelessly. “What about her?”
“We kinda … have a history with Y/N.” Tara fiddled with her fingers, taking a deep breath as she tried to explain what happened.
The curly haired boy took a look at Chad, his eyes softening when he saw his roommate was less than pleased. If anything, he looked nervous. “Oh … shit. Is that the ex you were telling me about?” He asked, being met with a guilty nod. “I mean we don’t have to stay. If I would have known—”
“No, no it’s fine.” Chad waved it off. “It’s high school stuff. I seriously doubt that Y/N is still hung up on that.”
I feel so much lighter, like a feather with you out my life
With you out my life
Like a feather, like a feather, like a feather
Anika rolled her eyes. “Okay well since we’re staying can we move closer up? We’re blocking the entranceway.” She grabbed Mindy’s hand carefully, tugging her through the crowd of people while everyone followed.
“Anika I … hey.” Mindy stopped halfway into the crowd. Her girlfriend turned to see her anxiously, being met with big worried eyes. “You don’t understand. We were terrible to her.”
Sam sighed. “Well I hope she and I don’t have bad blood. I wasn’t even in town when that happened.”
“Okay I’m still not fully understanding what happened here.” Ethan pushed his way through the crowd, being jostled around by dancing fans. “I know Chad cheated on her but what does that have to do with the rest of you?”
Anika scrunched her face in disgust. “You cheated on that girl?”
“I was a dumbass kid, okay!” He shouted over the music in defense. “I got caught and everyone took my side.”
Tara protested. “We didn’t take your side exactly—”
“Well we didn’t defend her, so what do we call that?” Mindy snapped. “We let Liv into our friend group and none of us checked on Y/N or even talked to her for the rest of high school. To be fair, she did say hell would freeze over before she would talk to us again.”
It feels so good
Not caring where you are tonight
And it feels so good
Not pretending to like the wine you like
You spotted them making their way through the crowd. Them going back and forth with each other, no doubt about you and actually seeing you for the first time in years.
The wandering spotlight was making its way through the fans, falling on the group as they stood there in shock. You smiled, tiptoeing in your white go-go boots to the edge of the stage. Squatting down with the top of your rhinestone corset brushing against your breasts, you waved at the Core Four and their new friends with your free hand.
I slam the door
I hit ignore
I'm saying no, no, no, no more
I got you blocked
Excited to never talk
You clutched the mic tightly, chest rising in excitement at seeing their faces again. How scared they looked being in your presence. Turning your body, you stared Chad down, the catalyst for this song.
I, I'm so sorry for your loss
Everyone knew what happened to Liv last year. As wrong as it felt, you didn't shed any tears or feel sadness for the loss of her life. The only thing you thought about was how grateful you were that you decided against going to that party. While you did like Wes and he was the only one to check on you, even when you pushed him away, seeing Chad and Liv together would have sent you over the edge.
Seeing them wrapped in each other at school was more than enough.
With a wink, you got up from the edge of the stage. Working your way throughout the space as the spotlight followed, you wrapped up your song.
Tara furrowed her brows. "Did she .. wink at you?" She asked Chad, shouting over the music.
The Meeks-Martin boy shook his head, his eyes cutting over to his roommate. "I think she just winked at you, Bro." He said to Ethan.
"New York!" You laughed into the mic. "You have been amazing tonight. Thank you for all of the love. Now if you'll excuse me, I have some old friends I want to catch up with."
With the assistance of some club bouncers, you strutted off of the stage and through the back entranceway. Slipping through the crowd of people, you headed for the bar, waving over your ex boyfriend.
A group of guys parted and allowed you to slip through to the front of the bar. You could feel them taking a peek at your ass poking out from your ruffle mini skirt and you stifled an eye roll. "Can I get a shot of patron?" You grinned at the bartender, ready to flash your fake ID if you needed to.
"I got it."
You heard his voice behind you. What was once nails on a chalkboard made you grin devilishly. "Well it's the least you could do, hmm?" You turned around, leaning against the wooden bar and looking him up and down. "Never expected to see you guys at one of my shows...and you brought friends." You gestured at the two people looking at you confused and lost.
"I'm Anika." The girl smiled. "Mindy's girlfriend."
The curly haired boy looked between his friends, everyone waiting for him to speak. "Oh! Oh, um, I'm Ethan. Chad's roommate." He chuckled nervously.
"Sorry to hear that." You pout, pretending as if this is your first time meeting him.
Ethan dragging everyone to this bar wasn't by chance, not in the slightest. His act was one that he and Quinn carefully crafted for the last year...your addition to the plan was simply by luck or maybe kismet. Tracking you down was easy since you lived in the same city. Using his intel that Amber gave his late brother, he knew what made you tick. He knew that Chad had cheated on you with Liv, leaving your friends to abandon you for the rest of your high school career.
You were alone, heartbroken, and to his advantage ... you knew how to hold a fucking grudge.
Teaming up with you to exact revenge on the people that aided in the death of his brother was more than he could have imagined. Not only did you know how to play the long game, you saw something in Ethan that you hadn't seen in anyone since Chad. You liked him.
You liked him a lot actually.
Enough to have the nastiest sex whenever he would come over to your apartment. Spitting in your mouth, spanking you, handcuffing you to your bed frame and fucking you until you begged him to allow you to cum.
Ethan Landry was your dream come true ... but right now, he had to be a stranger.
Turning your attention to the shortest member of the group, you smiled softly. "You look good, T, nice to see you."
Mindy took a deep breath, guilt eating at her since she stepped foot into the club. "Y/N, we are so so—"
"Christ, please do not finish that." You laughed lowly. Turning your body to grab the shot of patron with lime, you face the group again. "It was sophomore year, we were kids, Mindy. It's so small and trivial to still be stuck on that stuff. Not with everything else going on..." Lifting your shot glass you toasted it to them, taking the clear liquid down your throat with no grimace.
Alcohol had become your best friend during tough times.
"So, are we cool then?" Tara asked, taking a small step forward.
You meet her in the middle, extending your arms out and inviting her in. "I've wanted us to be okay for so long." She hugs the girl tightly, Tara rubbing her back as she let her guard down. Looking past your lashes, your gaze landed on Chad. "I'd like to talk to you in private if you're okay with that?" You asked the boy, letting go of the younger Carpenter.
"Yeah." He nodded. You grabbed his hand, rougher from what you remember. Must be from how much football he played back at Woodsboro High.
You stopped in your tracks, wide eyes glancing at the newcomers you recently made acquaintance with. "It was nice to meet you, Ethan and Anika! Thank you for coming to the show and hopefully we'll see more of each other."
With a grin you left the group, Chad following behind you as you walked out of the club and to a nearby alley. There were still people passing by, drunk and loud from the strip of bars on the street. It was enough to give Chad a false sense of security.
You hadn't been alone with him since everyone turned their backs on you.
"How could you do that to me?" You asked Chad. Standing in front of him with tears running down your cheeks. Eyes bloodshot from crying all night. "And did you know?" You turned to Mindy, her mouth agape from shock.
You were all at Amber's house...well they were, you showed up once you saw everyone’s location was pinged at the familiar hangout spot.
The girl shook her head violently. "I didn't know, Y/N, I swear."
"Why is everybody looking at me like I'm crazy?" You asked your friends.
Tara frowned. "Well you're screaming, Y/N--"
"And I think I have every right to be upset, do I not?" You hissed. "My boyfriend of two years has been cheating on me for three months and yet I'm the bad guy here. You're supposed to be my friend, Tara, why aren't you on my side?"
Amber spoke up, slowly approaching you but you shook your head violently. "I think this is a conversation you and Chad need to have, alone."
"We feel weird being put in the middle." Wes chimed in, guilty eyes looking back at you.
You closed your eyes, taking a deep breath as you processed what you heard. "The middle?" You repeated. "Nobody is putting you in the middle, I'm asking for your support. You know, what friends do for each other when something goes wrong."
"This isn't their fight, Y/N." Chad stood up, inching closer towards you as he held his arms out. Trying to comfort you and calm you down from the scene you were making.
You pushed him off of you, side-eyeing the boy you still had so much love for against your better judgement. "Well it is now, because it sounds like to me I'm losing my friends. They're choosing you and your dumbass behavior."
"We won't choose a side—” Tara interjected.
You chuckled dryly. "He's going to bring that girl around you. All of you, matter of fact. Are you going to welcome her with open arms or give her the cold shoulder?"
Your question was met with silence. Wandering eyes looking everywhere but at you, because they knew, they knew what they were doing was wrong. No one had a backbone to put a stop to the madness ... but you did.
"Mindy?" You turned to the curly haired girl, looking for her to speak up. To be the voice of reason since she was so outspoken.
She sighed. "He's my brother, Y/N."
You laughed in her face. What in your right mind made you think you were going to win this? That anything was going to work out in your favor against Woodsboro's golden boy. You stepped in front of your ex boyfriends body, eyes trailing up his torso until his gaze met yours.
"It's exhausting watching you always get what you want. One of these days karma will put you on your ass and I hope I'm there to witness it." You spat, heart ready to beat out of your chest anxiously. "And for everybody else that had nothing to say, it'll be a cold day in hell before I speak to any of you fuckheads again."
"You're not cold?" You ex boyfriend asked, motioning towards your lack of clothing in your performance outfit.
You shook your head. "I'm fine, it was too stuffy in there anyways and I needed some air." You shrugged. Taking a step closer to him you looked around, appearing weary of who or what could be out there. "How are you, Chad?"
The question was genuine, you did want to know how he had been holding up since Ghostface entered his life. So that way you would know how to fuck it up even more.
"I've been well." He smiled. That damn smile that got you tangled in his web in the first place. "I had a rough year last year with...everything, so it's nice to get back to some sense of normal."
You gently touched his arm, big eyes staring up at him as he almost shuddered against your touch. "I'm really sorry about Liv." You lied. If you could have killed her yourself you would have. "You can talk to me about her if you need to. I understand she meant a lot to you and I just--" You trailed off, sniffling as tears welled in your eyes. "I hate that you all had to go through that."
"Hey. Hey, no, it's okay." Chad pulled your body into his. Comforting you the way that he used to whenever you were upset.
He still smelled the same. The Polo cologne you introduced him to was wafting on his body. There were so many things similar to how he used to be. His laugh, his touch, how he tried to make things better. But even with all of these similarities, everything had changed. He broke your trust and your heart, and no amount of time could fix that.
"I'm sorry for how things went down between us." You cried into his shirt. Your hand resting on his chest as he pulled you closer. "I said so many nasty things I ... I keep thinking that could have been the last time we spoke to each other. You almost died."
The tall boy sighed against you. He grabbed your arms softly, lifting your body away from his and looking at you intensely. "No. You have nothing to apologize for, Y/N. All of that was my fault because I was an idiot." He said sincerely. "I treated you terribly when we were together and never had the chance to apologize and tell you how sorry I am for what I did."
"Well, I really appreciate it." You sniffled, an actual truth coming from your lips. "Can we start over? I go to NYU for school so I think we'll be seeing each other a lot."
Chad grinned. "I'd like that." He extended a hand, awaiting for you to take it. "Hi, I'm Chad and I'd like for you to come with my friends and I to a Halloween party next weekend."
"I'm Y/N and I think that we would have a lot of fun together, like old times." You shook his hand. A smile creeping onto your lips no matter how much you tried to suppress it.
He led you out of the alley, making sure you were walking on the inside of the sidewalk like a true gentleman. You never expected to receive an apology from him in your lifetime and now that you had it, it still didn't change anything. Part of you did feel a bit lighter, some of your animosity melting away by just looking at him and feeling his body against yours.
But nothing changed.
The plan was still the plan, adjusting or amending any of it was a call you couldn't make, everyone who had a hand in Woodsboro last year had to die.
And you were promised Chad and Tara were yours to handle.
But even then, what was the fun in just killing them? You deserved to enjoy stalking your prey.
As the night grew darker and darker, you returned to your on-campus apartment. It was easy for Ethan to sneak away and meet you since Chad was staying over at Tara's, a new relationship development that you would make sure didn't make it far.
Your curly headed boy-toy took off your go-go boots. Kissing your feet and legs as he crawled onto your bed. "This outfit is incredibly sexy." His hand rounded the outline of your breast as it was pushed up in the corset. "Took everything in me not to fuck you in the club bathroom."
"Oh please." You rolled your eyes. "And run the risk of fucking up what we worked so hard for? You know I wouldn't let that happen. You have to stop thinking with this." You palmed his dick through his grey sweatpants. "Keep your eyes on the prize."
Ethan huffed. "And how do you expect me to be logical when you look like this?" He kissed your neck, fingers hovering over your throat.
Your eyes rolled in your head, back beginning to arch but you shoved him off of you. "We need to exercise restraint. I'm about to be around your friend group a lot and it's not hard to tell when two people are having sex. We're strangers remember?" You began unraveling the ties in your corset, the tight material falling off of your body and pooling at your feet and exposing your breasts. "Plus, once I say what I'm about to say. I doubt you'll want to continue this little arrangement."
"What is it, Y/N?" He asked, his eyes glued to your tits until you snapped your fingers.
You pouted, walking over to him in nothing but your ruffle skirt. "I have to fuck Chad one last time before I kill him." You grinned sweetly. "The betrayal and heartbreak I felt ... I want him to feel it ten times over. Regardless of what he and Tara have, I know he still has feelings for me."
"Yeah, he couldn't take his fucking eyes off of you tonight." Ethan scoffed. "I don't know how I feel about sharing you, Baby."
You cocked your head to the side. "I'm sorry for the confusion, but, it wasn't up for debate ... Baby." You repeated. "I'm telling you as a simple courtesy. I'm going to fuck him and then he's going to die. It's quite simple really."
Getting off of your bed, you head to your closet. Grabbing a black tank top and throwing it over your body, then taking off your skirt and throwing it to the floor. Excitement was buzzing in your veins, better than any post concert high you had ever felt.
"Everything that they put me through. The humiliation, the alienation, the disrespect...they never learned what happens when you cross me." Staring in the mirror, Ethan's hard gaze was stuck on you. You turned around, fluffing your hair and embracing the control you had over him. Stepping closer and closer to your bed once more, you continued to speak.
"I love that I have you to help me. That you found me and helped me find my voice again. Trust me, Ethan, when all of this is over ... you'll have me in any way you want. But until then," You straddled his body, his cock pressed hard against your core. You held his face in your hands, kissing his soft pink lips and getting your gloss all over them. "We have to decide Halloween costumes for next weekend. I think a knight would be a really sexy costume, hmm?"
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my boyfriends hanging out thats crazy 🤭
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New exclusive posters for Scream VI by Bosslogic!🔪
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for her | ethan landry
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notes: ugh. for the LIFE of me i cannot get through a solid lengthy post, so a short couple of paragraphs should do. slightly sexy with a female reader.
“Mindy, you know I can handle myself. I'm a big girl now. No more horses and cowboys and conspiracy theories. We're both over Woodsboro.”
She leaned against the wall outside her roommate's brother's room, splitting a movie with her boyfriend.
“We've already learned from Sam that you can't trust the love interest. Horror rules 101.”
“Look, whatever you think is going on between me and Chad's roommate, it is definitely not a relationship.”
“But you two are fucking, yeah?”
“Mindy!”
“Hey, look, it still counts, okay! Besides, I've got x-rated dirt on you two from Chad.”
“Fuck you.”
“I think that's Ethan's job. Anyways, I have to pick Anika up from work, so I'll talk to you later.”
Rolling her eyes, she knocked on the door to her boyfriend's room, waiting for him to answer.
It had been a year since Woodsboro.
What could possibly go wrong?
As Ethan opened the door, he greeted her again with a smile, “Who called you this time?”
“Mindy.” She paused, his arm wrapping around her waist as they made it to Ethan's room. “She still doesn't trust you despite her hearing things from Chad. I'm sure the drama queen exaggerates our sex life.”
“Oh yeah?” Ethan asked, picking his girlfriend up bridal style as he sat down on his bed.
Laughing as he spun her around, she pressed a sweet kiss to his lips, “Yeah. Mindy says it's all x-rated.”
A small blush creeped onto Ethan's face as a small smile toyed at the end of his lips, “It's not that intense.”
“Its not?” She asked, moving a leg to the other side of his hips, with Ethan taking initiative and instinctively wrapping his arms around her waist.
Ethan softly shook his head 'no' as she was going in for the kiss, as the two earlier almost had a moment before getting interrupted by Mindy's call.
She pulled at Ethan's collar, desperate to pull him closer before grabbing a handful of his curls, which earned a sigh from him.
Despite his shy and nerdy exterior, Ethan was harder to break than a bag of cinder blocks once you got to him.
He grabbed onto her hip, his fingers curling inward as it lifted some of her shirt, the kissing rapidly getting more intense as the seconds ticked on.
At some point, Ethan fell backwards, which impaired their kissing temporarily, only to have his hands sliding up the back of her shirt as his hips bucked upwards.
“Aw,” She groaned, her grinding getting more needy as her hands were all over his body, “Somebody's getting needy.”
Ethan whined in agreement before muttering a soft ‘fuck’ as dramatic gagging noises were followed subsequently.
“Holy shit. I'm gonna get sick.”
“Fuck off, Chad!” She turned around and yelled at Ethan's roommate, who was standing at the doorframe.
“You two have got to see yourselves. You both were at it like animals.”
She threw a middle finger up at him, “Yeah, it ain't your first rodeo, princess. Now, out!”
Chad threw his hands up in surrender and defeat before chuckling, “Okay! I apologize giving you both blue balls. Besides, Tara and Sam need us. It's important.”
Chad closed the door before she threatened another insult at him, Ethan's arms slowly reaching out to her, his face flushed.
“Jesus, I hate your roommate.” She grumbled, still feeling the flush of heat between them.
“I know,” He replied, kissing her head, “But we can't possibly go there like this.” Gesturing to himself, Ethan's lips hung open a bit, his pupils blown.
She turned around and faced him, “I agree. Fuck what Mindy and Chad say.” Quickly pulling her shirt off, her hands found their way to her boyfriend's blue jeans.
“You think you can keep it quiet?”
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g4yforethan · 4 months
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super shy
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pairing: chad meeks-martin x male!reader
summary: reader catches chad in the act and stays to help
warnings: cursing, top!chad, bottom!reader
a/n: ok this might seem a lil weird but i thought of this randomly in bed and had to start writing! my mind thoo. also they are 18 in this story not tryna do some underage shit that's nasty af.
you were tired and sweaty after gym class and decided to take a quick wash in the locker room. most of the guys in your class had already finished and went home since it was the last class of the day. you also liked it that way since you were a little shy around the guys as well. as the room seemed to get less quiet, you made your way into the showers. you heard the water running so you figured someone had left it on. you took off your clothes and stepped into the shower room. there, you saw him.it was chad. he was pleasuring himself. he moaned as he stroked his long cock with his hands. you were turned on by this as you have had a crush on him the entire school year and it seemed like the universe was working in your favor.
he paused at what he was doing and looked at you. your face was red and you were flustered. "i'm sorry i just got in here right now. i can leave." you said as you started to put your clothes back on. "no no stay here y/n. it's just the two of us. you wanna help me?" your eyes locked with his as he had a devious expression on his face. you walked over to where he was and began stroking his cock. his moans were loud and echoed throughout the room. "fuck. can you suck it?" you nodded your head and went down on your knees and shoved his dick inside your mouth. chad started to grab your hair to make you swallow every inch of his cock. you gagged on it and pulled out as he wanted more of you. “god i wanna fuck you so bad.” he says as he eyes you up and down and grabs ahold of your ass. “then fuck me right now.” you gave him a devious look and he was turned on by this.
he turned you around and smacked your ass before getting on his knees and opening your hole. he stated licking your hole and left hickies on your ass as you moaned out his name. he continued doing this until he couldn’t wait no more and made you get on all fours. there, he teased your hole with his dick and slowly went in at a soft and slow pace. you moaned as his huge cock dug deeper into you and the pulsing sensation of his dick drew you closer to him. “fuck baby you fuck me so well.” you moaned out as he smacked your ass and grabbed ahold of your waist. “yeah just like that baby boy. take this dick.”
he started going at a faster pace and soon enough began wrecking your hole as each stroke became stronger and faster. “ah fuck baby. i’m gonna cum.” “cum inside of me baby.” he came inside of you and filled your hole with his white thick fluid. afterwards, the two of you laid down to catch air. “wow so you’ve been in this class this whole year?” chad asked you. “ha yeah i just stand in the back during tag football. i’m pretty shy.” he came closer to you. “a pretty boy like you shouldn’t be shy at all.” he gave you another kiss on the lips and walked up and left the shower room. before you left, you saw him leave as he winked at you and motioned with his hands to call him. you were going to that night.
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coryosbaby · 7 months
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Ultraviolence // E.L + C.M.
(Pt. 5)
Fandom: “Scream Vi”
Pairing: Stepbrother! Ethan Landry x fem! Reader, Chad Meeks Martin x fem! Reader, Ethan Landry x Chad Meeks Martin
Warning: stepcest (stepbrother x stepsister), some angst and shit parents // nsfw ! Threesome . Spit kink . Degradation & praise . Cum swallowing . Oral (m & f receiving) . Fingering (f receiving), choking, overstimulation — dom! Chad, dom! Ethan, sub! Reader
A/N: If this isn’t necessarily the pt 5 people were hoping for I deeply apologize. This is also more plot than porn. But I have a shit ton of ideas for part 6 that I’m rly excited to post 🤭🤭 Ty for reading 🙌🏻
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Ethan’s cock is hot and heavy inside you as he fucks your needy cunt with an aching rage. Your nails are digging into his back, small whimpers slipping from your lips as his teeth bite down on your jugular. His hips cant into you at an incredible pace.
It’s been two days. Maybe three, you haven’t really been counting with how much Ethan has been shoving his cock into any hole on your body that exposes itself to him. He’s taking his anger directed towards his dad out onto you, while Chad watches.
Sure, Chad likes watching you get fucked; there’s no doubt about that. But the way Ethan has been touching you for this long is almost starting to concern him. But he knows he can get this way sometimes. Sometimes Ethan gets the need to blow off steam. After high school the once nerdy guy Chad used to be friends with is now a mean sex fiend.
Not that the other can talk, though. Because he’s been going along with it too, cock flush in his hand while he towers over your face and let’s it rub along the expanse of your kiss bitten lips, his abdomen clenched tight with the ache to release. His apartment is hot today, the summer heat reaching a high of ninety eight degrees. It’s a wonder none of you have passed out yet, even with the a/c running. Sweat drips down Ethan’s neck as he pounds you. Your eyes look up at the both of them, pupils dilated and streaming tears. Ethan’s thumbs move to the corners of your mouth and roughly pull them apart to expose the whites of your teeth.
“Good fucking girl. Yeah, open that mouth wide.” Hes demanding, and you can’t say no as you move your mouth open wider. He grins, his spit landing on your tongue and making your eyes roll back. “You fucking slut. This is all your good for, isn’t it? Being used as a little sex doll. That’s your place now, right? Can’t go anywhere, staying in this fucking bed being our fucking sex slave.”
You nod, fucked out and desperate; you’ve came more times than you can count since Ethan had decided to crash on Chad’s couch and you had showed up. Of course you took breaks, but… that wasn’t too far off from them just doing it so you wouldn’t faint or die from dehydration.
“You wanna taste my cum, bunny?” Chad’s voice growls out. He’s close, hands rubbing against his tip in just the right spot. Your tongue peeks out as you close your eyes and wait for his seed to hit you. And when it does, salty and bitter against your taste buds, Ethan lets out a loud animalistic groan and dumps his third load of the day into you. Your worn, body feeling incredibly hot and used. You’re too fucked out for another orgasm.
“Are you done?” You ask quietly, as Ethan pulls out of your abused cunt. He nods, fingers coming up to run across your jaw and tickle the tips of your ears. Chad moves to lay beside the both of you, his hands going to wrap around your wrist as a form of comfort.
“Yeah, baby. We’re done. C’mere, you have to rest.”
“Can we get McDonald’s after this?”
“Of course, sweetheart.” Chad cuts in. “Anything you want.”
“I don’t know,” Ethan jokes. “She has her belly full now, doesn’t she?”
Chad grimaces. “Shut up, dude. That’s gross.”
“You literally swallowed my cum two days ago.”
“Yeah, because you held my head down —“
“You would’ve swallowed it anyway!”
A smile plasters on your face at their antics, and your eyes begin to close as the two boys wrap their arms around you.
Ethan watches the outline of your jaw, your soft neck littered with hickeys and bruises. And then to Chad, who’s hands gently graze his as they rest on your tummy. He smiles.
It’s almost perfect, this way. Chad has a job, Ethan’s working on getting one, and you… you’re here, and you’re perfect and you’re beautiful and—
Ethan is so mad.
It’s almost perfect— but there’s a problem. Of course there is, why fucking wouldn’t there be?
You still live in your parent’s house, after all.
Oh, you could move if you could. You could live with Chad, with Ethan, make things the way you want them to— but your mother is demanding. Threatening to cut off your college tuition money if you left was the part that had made you stay. Even after they accused Ethan of being a perverted freak of a person, after saying you were ‘too innocent’ and ‘too young’ to know what he was doing (you and Ethan are only two years apart).
So after they had left for an emergency business venture you knew where you could go. They told you not to, but it’s not like they’d figure it out. And being locked in your room was really starting to bore you.
Ethan’s blood has been boiling since the night you got caught. He wishes he could give you the money for your college, wishes he could give you the entire fucking world. But that doesn’t work on Chad’s salary and probably won’t work on the one Ethan’s about to have.
He wants you and Chad to only be with him.
That may sound selfish, but Ethan isn’t known for being necessarily generous. He wants the entire world to be cut off from the both of you, wants the only thing you both see to be him. Ethan could tear the world apart limb from limb just to have you and Chad forever.
It’s really starting to fuck with him.
Ethan is starting to scare you a little bit.
It’s not the sex— well, it is a little bit, but you enjoy it. He’s just been so.. out of it, recently.
Not in the sense of ‘he’s losing feelings’ or anything like that. It’s when he gets this look in his eyes. Sometimes when he thinks no else is looking, when those doe eyed things go dark and he seems like he’s thinking of doing something he shouldn’t. You don’t know what it is, exactly. But he looks so far off— as if he’s somewhere else. And he’s become more violent; in sex, in the way he holds you down and then holds Chad down the same way. It’s confusing.
And it’s also making you a bit nervous.
Chad doesn’t seem any different, at least from what you can tell. He’s still his same soft self— outside of sex, of course. He takes Ethan’s behavior in stride (and with a little bit of prep). But you can tell that he notices, too.
“I just think that you should drop out.”
Ethan’s voice is blaring with a twinge of annoyance, as he drives you back to your house. You told him he shouldn’t, that it’s too risky. But he won’t listen. You also know that when he says ‘drop out’ he actually means ‘leave our parents and be with me.’
You roll your eyes, hands going down to adjust your pink sundress.
“I can’t just drop out, Ethan. I have a career I’m set on.”
“We can make it work—“
“Don’t be stupid.” You mutter. His hands tap against the steering wheel impatiently, face turned up into one of anger. His blue shirt clings to him tightly, muscles are prominent.
“Don’t talk to me like that.” He snaps.
“Don’t make dumb suggestions.”
After that snide comment he shoves you into the house and bends you over the kitchen counter, regardless of your protests, like he did the first time. And then he left you with cum dripping all down your legs, while you waited for your parents to get home from their trip.
When they did you decided to not eat dinner that night.
Your mom has been on the fence since your secret had been revealed to the Landry household. Ethan — your stepbrother — has been fucking you for months.
You still remember the sound of Wayne’s voice screaming at the both of you:
“How could you do this?! After everything we’ve done for the both of you?!”
“You’re a disappointment to me, Ethan. I want you out!”
And then after, when Ethan had left, the words spewed at you.
“I can’t believe you would be such a whore.”
“How could you do this to our family? To me?!”
“You’re never seeing him again.”
Yeah, right.
You sigh, plopping down onto your bed. It’s almost time for you to go to college, the summer ending.
What a wild story you could tell if you had an essay due about your summer.
Your parents are downstairs, now. Doing— you don’t really know what they’re doing. You don’t come down from your room anymore.
A text dings on your phone. You smile.
E🫶🏻: you okay?
me: mhm
You pause. You bite your lip as you assemble to next message.
me: I miss u :)
A moment for him to reply.
E🫶🏻: I miss you too, bunny
E🫶🏻: chad said he misses you too
me: I miss u both >:(
me: we’ll see each other more when I’m away at college tho <3
E🫶🏻 : maybe I have a way to make us be with each other all the time :)
me: oh yeah lover boy? And what would that be
E🫶🏻: you’ll see.
Your brows furrow. A surprise, maybe? A gift? Maybe a new way for you to sneak out…
You don’t know. But your eyes are beginning to become heavy and sleepy; you tell him and Chad both good night and begin to sleep.
Your dreams have become nightmares, more or less. Images of blood and gore, a hand holding on a little too tight — it’s been the same for the past few nights. Your family, slaughtered.
A loud crash makes your eyelids flutter open.
You think you’ve only been asleep a few hours. Your hello kitty clock reads 2:37 a.m in giant bold letters, and your heart beats harshly against your chest at the sudden sound. Furrowing your brows, but being cautious, you grab the pink pocket knife you kept beside your bed. It isn’t much, but it’s something, at least. Creeping closer to the door you can hear that the noise has stopped— but that doesn’t calm you. You think of waking up your parents but you don’t want to make them any more mad than they already are.
You open your door. No one is outside your room, it seems. The sound must’ve come from downstairs. Creeping down the wooden steps you go into the living room and see that it’s empty.
Except for the window.
The one near the couch is wide open, and you can see that a house plant beside it got knocked over and broke all to pieces. You gulp, hands gripping the knife tighter. Your dreams have made you extremely paranoid, and if there really is an intruder, you won’t go down without a fight.
Another crash— from the kitchen this time, but not as loud as before. It was more of just.. commotion. You prepare yourself, breath heavy. You make your way to the doorway, prepared to strike and stab and hit….
Someone grabs you.
The knife clatters to the ground. So much for protecting yourself! Your immediate thought is to scream, but no words come out and a hand is covering your mouth. When they whirl you around and begin laughing your brows furrow and hot tears well up from the stress.
….It’s fucking Ethan.
He’s standing there, a shit eating grin on his face, wearing a muscle tee and jeans.
You sneer, pushing him harshly as you wipe your eyes.
“You fucking asshole!” you whisper yell. “You scared the fuck out of me! What the hell is wrong with you?”
He chuckles. “Sorry, sweetness. It’s just so funny to see the look on your face.”
You sniffle, crossing your arms and willing yourself not to cry anymore. “‘S not funny.”
Ethan’s smile drops, his hands reaching out wrap you into a hug. “I’m sorry. I won’t do it again, promise.”
He doesn’t seem that sorry, but you drop the subject.
“You literally broke in, Ethan. What if mom and dad wake up? You’ll be in so much trouble, i swear— they’ll call the fucking police on you—”
Your words stop when he turns his back to you, stalks into the kitchen, and begins rummaging through the house’s well renowned junk drawer.
“Calm down, baby. I just needed to get my watch. I forgot it before I moved… aha! There it is!”
He excitedly turns around and shows you the black and red band. He slips it around his wrist. You roll your eyes, and scoff.
“You broke into the house so you could take a watch?”
He gives you a mischievous look. He moves closer to you and his lips graze yours. You can’t help but smile.
“Maybe I came to take something else with me, too.”
You bite your lip, but your eyes go to the stairs.
“We can’t do that here. We’ll get caught.”
“Suit yourself, then,” Ethan quips. He sighs dramatically. “I guess I’ll just be on my way then..”
“No!” Your immediate to keep him here. To keep him with you. You aren’t the same without his company.
He smiles, lips grazing your neck. His teeth scrape against it and you admire the sting. “There’s my good girl.”
You kiss him, harsh. He tastes fresh and sweet. His hands find your waist and he pushes you against the kitchen counter. You whine, your hands reaching for the bulge in his pants— but your wrist hits his pocket and you feel something inside of it. You reach in, playful. But when you pull it out, it’s the pocket knife you dropped earlier. He must’ve picked it up when you weren’t looking.
“Why do you need my knife?” You ask, as his lips peck your chin and jawline. He looks down, at it in your hands, white teeth shining as he smiles.
“Maybe I like to have a part of you with me wherever I go.”
It’s endearing. But this feeling settles in your stomach— something you can’t quite place. However, you slide the blade back into his pocket and begin to kiss him again. His fingers are right there, just about to brush over your clit.
And out of the corner of your eye, you see the upstairs light flicker on.
You panic, lips breaking away from Ethan’s as you hear footsteps. You’ve lived long enough in the house to know who’s it is— it’s your mother’s. Your eyes widen.
“Hide!”
Ethan mouths the words oh shit before running into the living room. You pray he finds a decent hiding spot. Your mom comes down the stairs, in her robe and with messy hair. She seems like she’s just woken up.
“Is there someone else down here with you?” She says, confused.
You shake your head, nervously biting your thumbnail.
“No, mom. No one is down here. It’s just me.”
“Huh.”
She looks around and she walks into the living room. You follow her in fear, and when you catch Ethan’s sneakers underneath the window curtain you almost fucking scream in frustration. Your mother is too busy looking at her broken plant and the opened window for her to notice.
“Oh my god! Did someone break in?” She exclaims. Your heart beats rapidly.
“Uhm— no!” You say, exasperated and lying.
You try your best to think up a good fake story. “I slept-walked again, i think. I’ve been meaning to tell you… it’s been a while but I think it’s starting up again.”
You haven’t slept-walked since you were twelve. Your mom sighs, annoyed.
“Shit. I’ll call the doctor in the morning, then. We’ll see if he can find anything for it. Because if it’s to the point where you’re breaking things and opening windows..”
“—That’s not necessary, mom, really.”
“I’m calling them, y/n.” She states. She looks you up and down for a moment. If you don’t know any better you think a look of disgust is on her face. “For once in your life, please make yourself useful and clean this up.”
Your head hangs down, and you bite your lower lip to keep from snapping at her. “Yes ma’am.”
When she goes back up stairs, Ethan comes out of his hiding spot. You breathe out a sigh of relief, but Ethan’s fists are clenched.
“She shouldn’t talk to you like that.” He says.
You shrug, threading your fingers through his. His curls are sticking to his forehead, cheeks flushed. He’s absolutely precious, even when he’s angry.
“Doesn’t matter, E. Forget about it.”
He narrows his eyes at the stairs, as if she was standing there and he could see her. Your thoughts go back to the knife and you get that feeling again. But your lips are back on his in an instant and it seems that Ethan quickly forgets his rage. His hand rests on the back of your head as he tries to drag you to the couch. But you shake your head and giggle.
“Not here. I’m not getting caught fucking you again.”
“Technically, we weren’t fucking.”
“Yeah, yeah, whatever. Still.”
So you drag him up the stairs. It’s scary, because your parents are also up there, but at least you’re both better concealed. He fucks you raw on the bed and chokes you with his incredibly toned arms. And then he lays with you and you both smoke a joint out the window so it doesn’t smell.
But even then, and even after he left, your thoughts still linger on the knife he had taken with him.
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anakinsposts · 1 year
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chad meeks martin x reader
prompt: reader lives with sam and tara in new york. she’s been in the friend group for years and is very close with chad, who is extremely protective of her. he’s always had a thing for her but never brought it up due to the fear he would ruin the friendship, until one night..an innocent game of truth or dare changes things
warnings: SMUT, p in v, making out, praise kink, riding, no condom, dirty talk, kinda slowburn but not rlly?
side note: I haven’t written smut in a while so sorry if this sucks! also I did not proofread so sorry for mistakes.
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It was a cold October night in New York. Your friends, Tara, Sam, Mindy, Annika, Ethan and Chad were all sat around the coffee table that was covered in the condensation from each one of your drinks. The sound of the TV was playing softly in the background as you all laughed, playing a game of truth or dare.
You had successfully made it through three rounds of the game without having to do something embarrassing. Granted, you chose truth everytime, which Mindy was not pleased with.
“Come on, you HAVE to choose dare this time.” Annika and the others agreed with her. “Says who?” you asked. “It’s the rules of the game.”
“Since when?” you laughed. “Since right now, i’m making it a new rule.”
“I don’t remember taking a vote on making you game maker.” you bantered.
“Everyone in favor of making me game maker take a sip of your drink.” Mindy said, watching with anticipation as everyone took sips of their drink. “Even you, Chad? I thought you had my back,” you whined at him. He smiled.
“Normally I would be against whatever my sister says buuut, you are the only one here who hasn’t done a dare yet,” he said. “Fine, I choose dare,” you gave in despite all efforts.
You knew by the look on her face that Mindy had something up her sleeve. “I dare you…” she started, giving it thought before looking between me and Chad. “I dare you and Chad to go into the bedroom and make out.”
Chad chimed in before you could, “Mindy that is so inappropriate.” You agreed. “Give me something else.”
“Nope..sorry those are the rules and since you all voted me game maker…what I say goes.” Mindy said, visibly pleased with her dare. “Hurry along now…i’m getting impatient.” She finished. The others piped in, pushing you to do it as if there wasn’t enough pressure already.
You sighed, looking at Chad with pleading eyes, hoping for him to step in and save you. Instead, he did the opposite. “Let’s go,” he said, standing up and holding out his hand. You hesitated but ultimately grabbed his hand as he helped you stand up.
Your hands stayed connected as he led you back to your bedroom. He allowed you to go in first, shutting the door behind him once he entered and leaned against it. His tall stature was almost the same height as the door frame. You sat on the edge of the bed, heart beating a mile a minute.
This was probably the first time in all the years you’ve been friends, that you and Chad had been alone in a room before. To say there were some unsaid feelings between you to would be an understatement. You’ve always had a thing for him, you loved the way he was so caring and protective over you. He treated you like a little sister, which was another reason you felt like he would never see you in a romantic way. Strictly platonic.
But the energy in your bedroom tonight was different than anything you experienced before. There was a sexual heaviness in the air and you couldn’t explain why. Chad didn’t take his eyes off you, he could tell you were deep in thought.
“Hey…you know we don’t have to do anything, right? I just brought you in here so Mindy would shut up,” he said, walking over from the door to sit beside you on the bed.
This brought some relief— but at the same time, it made your heart sink. There was a small part of you that wanted to kiss Chad, to feel his lips move against yours, to feel his hands linger on your body, to pull you on his lap while he explored your mouth, and eventually fuck you until you were cumming on his cock.
But that was a fantasy and you knew it. A fantasy that only occurred in your dreams and would most likely never become a reality. “Well, thank you for saving me.” you smiled, turning to make eye contact with him. “Anytime,” he smiled back. Fuck, you loved that stupid smile.
“I think ‘game maker Mindy’ is going to be pissed when she finds out we didn’t do anything,” you joked. “We’ll just have to convince her that we did.”
You gave him a questionable look. “For starters..we need to mess up your hair,” he said before taking his hands and roughing up your hair. You laughed in the process.
“Perfect, now you need a hickey or something.” You questioned him again. “If you think i’m burning myself with a curling iron..think again.”
“I can just give you one,” he chuckled. Your lower stomach fluttered. “I’m pretty sure that’s more intimate that actually making out,” you told him. “No, let me show you,” he said bluntly. You said nothing, but the look in your eyes was saying something totally different and Chad noticed.
He slowly took your hair and moved it behind your ear, exposing the soft skin of your neck. He leaned over slowly. Despite both of you sitting down, the height difference was still there. You let out barely audible sigh when he lips connected with your neck.
He left soft kisses over the skin, kissing up to your ear and back down to your collarbone. You involuntarily grabbed his arm and squeezed it, before he stopped at the most visible spot on your neck and began sucking.
Somewhere along the way, his hand had rested on your mid-thigh, rubbing and squeezing here and there. He didn’t do it for long before pulling away. He admired the reddish, purple mark he left, a smirk falling upon his lips. “Now, they will believe it.”
You were speechless. How could such a little act of affection, have you so fucking feral? You’re not exactly sure what came over you in that moment. “I like when you touch me,” you said innocently, looking down at his lips. “Yeah?” his smirk grew even bigger. “I like touching you.”
You both remained silent for a few seconds, trying to comprehend what the both of you just admitted. “Do you want me to touch you again?” he asked. You nodded. “Need to hear you say it baby.” It rolled off his tongue in the most sensual way. ‘Baby.’ replayed in your head over and over.
“Please…I want you to touch me,” you didn’t care how desperate you sounded and Chad was reeling over the use of ‘Please.’ Dirty thoughts flooding his mind.
He wasted no time leaning in to actually kiss you this time. It started out slow, because he wanted to give you time to back out if you needed. But you had no plans of doing so. It wasn’t until you let out a soft moan against his lips that he deepened the kiss.
His tongue slid in your mouth, fighting for dominance and easily winning. He couldn’t get enough of you. He pulled you onto his lap, hands resting on your sides as you made out for several minutes. A pool of wetness gathered in your panties, and you grinned yourself against him for some sort of friction.
“Chad..” you whined, desperately wanted more. “Can I take these off?” he referred to your pants. You nodded before he unbuckled your pants, lifting you up slightly so he could remove them. You also removed your shirt in the process.
It was embarrassing how soaked you were. He noticed the damp part of your pink panties. He smirked. “Stop smirking.”
“I just love how wet you are for me baby,” he said, fingers trailing down your stomach before reaching the top part of your panties. He looked at you for permission and you gave him a reassuring nod. He slipped his fingers below the fabric, finding your clit with ease and rubbing slow circles on it.
You moaned, feeling some release in your core from his touch. “Please don’t stop,” you whined.
“Mm, such a good girl..always using her manners,” he praised in your ear. He continued to rub you, adding a little more pressure. “I bet I could make you cum just doing this,” Chad said. “I know you’ve always had a little crush on me..I see the way you tense up when i’m near you, how you bite your lip while you look at my muscles, how red in the face you get when you see me talking to other girls.”
You couldn’t do anything but moan in response. You were seeing stars as he picked up the pace of his fingers, rubbing your clit faster and more aggressively. “Admit it to me y/n. Tell me how you feel about me.”
“I-I’ve wanted you for s-so long,” you sigh pleasurably. “Yeah? Tell me more.” God he was being so hot.
“Sometimes I touch myself at night to the thought of you.” You knew that would boost his ego like hell, but you didn’t care at this point. “Mm, I see. You’ve thought about cumming on my cock? Screaming my name while I fuck you numb?”
“Yes..n-need more Chad,” you moaned. He removed his hand, before reaching down to remove his own pants. His cock was painfully hard at hearing your confessions. He was honestly dumbfounded by the fact that this was happening. Though he would never admit, there was not a day that went by where he didn’t think about fucking you.
You removed your panties, Chad’s eyes immediately glued to your pussy. “Fuck” he breathed out. You helped him remove his boxers, both of you now completely naked. You crashed your lips on his again, making out as you reached down to stroke his cock in your small hand, which barely wrapped around the width. The movements earning a deep groan from his lips.
“You’re so big,” you moaned into his mouth, hand moving up and down his cock faster. “Wanna feel it inside you?” he asked in between kisses. You nodded, he gave you a look of disapproval. “I wanna feel you inside me,” you told him, he was much more satisfied with that answer.
He pulled you back onto his lap, hand gripping your waist as you hovered over his cock. Chad positioned himself at your entrance and looked up at you for one last reassurance, just in case you wanted to stop.
You answered his question as you slowly slid down on his cock, just enough for the tip to go in. You could tell he was trying to keep composure. So were you.
He held your hips, guiding you down farther as you both moaned in sync at the feeling. “Oh..f-fuck,” you whine. “You’re so fucking tight baby,” he groaned. He was big, way bigger than anyone you’ve ever been with. The pain mixed with pleasure made you feel like you were going to explode.
Once every inch of him was inside you, he began moving you back and forth on his cock. Profanities spilled from both of your mouth, absolutely drunk with pleasure. You rested your hands on his shoulders for support as you rode him. “Look at me when you ride me,” he demanded.
You moaned, meeting his eyes, sending you closer to the edge. “You’re doing so good baby, taking me so good..” he moaned, throwing his head back. You both continued like this for several minutes, before he took your arms and held them behind your back, leaning back and beginning to pound into you relentlessly.
“Fuck…fuck..fuck…don’t stop…please don’t stop,” you moaned louder as he thrusted like there was no tomorrow. “You’re making me feel so good y/n,” he said, “Fuck, I could do this all fucking night…make you stay on my cock forever.” His dirty words only pushed you closer and closer. He thrusted harder even though you weren’t sure how it was possible.
You core ached with the need for release. You could feel him deep in your stomach, every thrust deeper bringing you to the brink of collapse. “C-chad…g-gonna cum..”
“Me too baby, me too..” he assured you. Letting go of your arms, he reached between your bodies and began rubbing your clit. The overstimulation too much for you to handle. “Wanna feel you cum on my cock..” he said, rubbing your clit faster and fucking you harder as you came undone.
“Mm that’s right..Good girl…cum for me baby…fuck I love the way you’re squeezing me..” he talked you through the orgasm before reaching his own..
He wanted to pull out but there was a part of him, the sick, selfish and dirty part of him, that wanted to cum inside your pussy.
You knew he was on the edge, you could feel the way his cock throbbed inside you. He let out small whimpers as he felt the pleasure overtake him. Without giving it much thought, you said “Want you to cum inside me.”
He didn’t try to ask if you were sure, with the fear that you would take back what you said. Instead, his warm cum spilled inside you, coating every inch of your walls while moaning your name.
He thrusted a few more times before coming to a stop, but he didn’t pull out. You collapsed in his arms, listening to the faint sound of his rapid heartbeat that got slower as you both came down from the high.
“I can’t believe you just let me do that,” he laughs. “Honestly, me either..but it felt right,” you admit. He pulled out of you, “Spread your legs.” he told you as he sat up. You didn’t question it, you just did what he said. He watched as the white cum slowly dripped out of your hole. “Looking at my cum drip out your little pussy…yeah it was definitely the right decision.”
You blushed with embarrassment. “I never knew you were so naughty,” you laughed. “Baby, this isn’t even close to how naughty I can be,” he said with all seriousness.
A few minutes passed and you both got dressed, Chad helped you get cleaned up before leaving the room. To be honest, you had completely forgot the others still existed. Chad wrapped his arm around you as you walked back to your friends.
“Match-maker Mindy has done it again!” Mindy said, proud of herself, knowing she orchestrated this whole thing. “But I absolutely NEVER want to hear the foul and absolutely disgusting things I just heard in that bedroom.”
“Well thanks to you…you get to hear it every single night,” Chad said before both of you joined back at the coffee table for another round of truth or dare.
AU: CHAD IS DEF THE TYPE TO TALK U THROUGH IT AND I STAND BY THAT
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MASON GOODING + SCREAM VI press tour
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pairing(s): chad meeks-martin x fem!reader
summary: in which chad just can't get enough of you
warning(s): adult content, porn without plot, no spoilers just smut, unprotected sex, soft sex, dick riding written by a professional dick rider, missionary, some dirty talk, mentions of chad wearing a chain that has ur name on it cause i think hes that bf, grammar mistakes because i lack the english speaking ability and unedited work because im incapable of editing my own work.
© msgorillagripcoochie , do not steal or translate my work
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"Kiss me." Is the breathless whisper that echoes through the quiet area, he's desperate as if you hadn't been kissing him this whole time. His hands gripping your waist as you fit so perfectly in his lap almost like that it was meant for you to be seated there.
You lean down pecking his lips with a soft giggle and he huffed pulling you back down before you could move to far away from him.
His hand on the back of your neck to hold your there as his tongue slips into your mouth exploring you like he had done so many times before. He moans against your lips at your taste.
He only let's up when he's in need of oxygen "What was that for?" You asked breathless your hand on his bare chest "For being so fucking hot." He hummed biting his lip and thrusting his hips up causing you to laugh "Stop."
He smiled pressing a kiss against the corner of your lips, then your cheek before kissing your jaw nipping lightly at your skin.
"You're so needy." You tease him as he begins to suck marks on your throat. His hands explored your body feeling you up while you sat on his lap.
His hand dragging to your abdomen sliding up under your shirt, his fingers brushing against the skin before he cupped your breast in his hand. He massaged your breast, his thumb circling your hardening bud.
He dropped his hand for a moment to hook his fingers around the hem of your shirt "Take this off."
"This?" You asked with a sarcastic confused voice placing your hands over his."Yes stop messing with me." He whined and you chuckled but pulled the shirt over your head throwing it elsewhere. He leaned his head back take in the sight of you "Wow."
Your cheeks heated up "You see me naked all the time."
"And you get prettier every time." He drops his head kissing the tops of your breasts. His hands explored the uncovered skin as he gripped and kissed you.
His lips wrapping around nipple loving the way you gasp when he took it between his teeth pulling on it. You felt breathless shutting your eyes at the feeling rolling your hips into his.
His eyes fluttered closed for a moment a groan releasing from his throat. He pulled away from you causing you to whine "I hate you."
"Aww who's needy now?" He teased and you pushed his shoulder "Shut up and touch me." He chuckled placing soft pecks on your lips "You're lucky you're cute."
"You're lucky, you're still my boyfriend." He scoffed reaching his hands down to unbutton your shorts "Like you could do any better." You snorted softly moving off of him to slide your shorts and your panties off "I don't know, I probably could."
You were just teasing of course, you probably couldn't do better than someone as sweet and caring as Chad and even if you could you didn't want anyone different.
"Yeah but when I'm inside you it's a different story." He's sliding his shorts down to his thighs when you throw your leg back over his waist to straddle him again.
"Oh you can't tell when I'm faking babe?" He glared holding your hips as you hovered over his cock for a moment "Ha ha ha, you're a real comedian." He says in a monotone voice and before you get to laugh he's pushing you down onto his cock.
He leaned his head back letting a groan "Fuck." You moan your nails digging into his stomach as you close your eyes for a moment.
He traces slow circles on your hips while you shift a little adjusting to his size. He loved watching you, he wasn't ready to say it but he think he might love you.
He held your chin for a moment "Look at me." His voice is soft, he gives you a moment to get yourself together before you open them for him.
He's smiling his sweet stupid smile at you "It doesn't look like you're faking it." It's lighthearted and it makes you laugh "Fuck you." You giggle moving in the space between you and him kissing him.
He hummed against your lips, he held you hips beginning to move you on his cock. You held his shoulders, your nails digging in his skin surely to leave marks that he'd proudly show off tomorrow. He nips at your bottom lip when you pull away soft moans leaving your lips.
You're doing a number on him, he feels like he's on fucking cloud 9, the way you feel around him. He was sure no one had ever made him feel this way.
"You look so good." He moans softly in your ear when you lean against his shoulder. You bite the skin playfully and he chuckled "Come on baby." He begins to meet your thrusts half way, thrusting inside you.
He doesn't stop like he had planned to, he can't help it when his teasing movements turn into him almost fully pounding into you.
He's practically using for his own pleasure but you don't mind not when it makes you feel like this "Don't stop." You beg him holding onto him for dear life. "I wasn't planning on it." He replies breathlessly throwing his head back as you whined into his skin.
Both your moans echo through the room as the two of you begin to lose yourself in each other.
Suddenly he's flipping you over and your back hits the mattress, his hands dropping by your head to hold himself up. He smiles above you the chain that says your name on hangs in your face for a moment.
The new angle making him feel like he was deeper inside you. His thrusts were rough and powerful and when you moved up on the bed he was careful enough to place his hand over the top of your head just in case it hit the headboard.
You're practically seeing stars, your eyes rolling back as your orgasm approached "You're fucking perfect." He sighs out looking at where his cock slid in and out of you.
You don't hear him though to lost in yourself. Your nails are scratching down his back but the pain you brought him only added to the pleasure.
He leaned down licking and nipping at your chest, he was absolutely feral for you if he was being honest. You had a hold on him that no one else has ever had.
You were getting closer, he had the privilege of knowing all your tells, to him you were an open book he could read a thousand times. "Come on, give it to me baby." He muttered in your ear pressing kisses along your skin "Come on."
He dropped his hand to rub your clit stimulating the nerve and you were gone cumming on his cock, your head thrown back looking like something from the nastiest porno. It was amazing, Chad loves seeing you this way.
He dropped his head fucking you through your orgasm while his approached "Please cum inside me." Your voice is breathless, your eyes are hooded. That was truly all he needed was your sultry voice in his ear before he whimpered softly cumming inside you.
He catches his breath looking down at you, he doesn't say anything he doesn't need to as he leans down to kiss you passionately.
He pulls away watching you wiping some sweat off your brow "I should get cleaned up."
"I should join you." He hummed and you laughed "You're a pig, Chad."
"I'll be whatever you want me to be."
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a/n: wrote this out of anger because everyone is thirsting for ethan when my boy chad has always been right there. ethan is cute but chad has always been that dude. this isn't proofread, i haven't even reread this so if it sucks yall i am so sorry mama is trying. feel free to request and tell me what you think. IF YOU WANT MORE REBLOG AND COMMENT!!!
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MASON GOODING for VANITY FAIR.
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