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vlassk · 7 months

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Space Cowboy

An- woah so it actually took me forever to write this and its so short. Ive been working a lot and preparing for a new dog and a visit from my partner..ahh busy busy im so ao sorry

Sam Coe x Fem Reader

Loosely based off my own playthrough aka big decisions and mission order.

Sam follows after you, running into your room seeing how empty it is. You're a bit out of breath but you begin to unload all the things you have. Sam watches you drop small things at first setting them up on your shelfs and then you put heavier suits and clothing away.

"Captain...how do you carry all this?" Sam laughs a bit sitting down on a bench in your room.

"Im just strong" you smile and flex a bit.

"Captain even i can see how much you struggle carring things out there...you need to lighten your load more" Sam continues to watch as you drop more and more things.

"Well maybe ill have you hold onto stuff for me?" You look back handing Sam some lock picks and other items. Sam rolls his eyes ans grabs onto the things.

"Anything for you captain" he smiles and watches as you go back to sorting the items.

After some time you're finally finished.

"How does it look!" You smile finally laying on your bed. Sam stands up and walks around. Noting all the random items you have places.

"Looks like a mess. But a good one?"

You smile up at the cowboy and pat his shoulder.

"Its amazing i know" you let go and signal Sam to follow you as you both go downstairs. Sarah telling you both about a distress signal coming from Barret and Heller.

"Well Sam you ready to go out?" You look at him once again focusing on finding your friend.

"Sure lets do it"

And with that you take the information and head out. Getting settled in your ship and flying out. Landing on the Mining Outpost you get out and speak to Lin. One of the first people there to start this whole journey. After a second of Small talk Lin shows and tells you that Barret and Heller have been taken by the Crimson Fleet. She tells you to look through a computer to find more clues.

Sam follows you in, not knowing how much information you knew about barret or heller.

"So this is where your story with us started huh?" Sam goes off looking at some things thrown around

"Yeah... Honestly when i woke up Lin was quiet hostile. But Heller was quiet nice to me." You say finally figuring out the problem. You both head outside collecting power cells.

"Interesting by the way. Did you ever think you'd join constellation?"

"No not really. But one touch of the artifact changed it i guess.."

You both turned on the power and you looked through the computer. Finding more clues and evidence as to where to go. You're mainly silent and overall a bit confused. Two of the people you would like to call friends have been captured. And Sam could tell it was hurtful to you.

You talk to Lin and leave to to Prax. The planet where they crashed.

As you land you and sam walk a long way to what seemed to be a crash. Running up you see heller laying down.

"Heller!" You run faster and bend down by Heller. He gives you a small smile. Sam finally catches up and watches as you help heller.

"What happened where is Barrett?" You frantically try to help Heller. Sam coming in to try to help but heller just pushes you both away.

"Listen im okay. Im fine, i took painkillers and im fine to wait. Although Captain i appreciate the worry. You know how Barret can be...do i really need to tell you what happened?" He laughs grabbing onto your hand for support as he sits up a bit. Sam noticed and steps back a bit. Letting you handle it all.

You listen to Hellers explanation. Heller giving you more clues and directions to find Barret. You give Heller more supplies and you and sam make the long walk back to the ship.

"So how close where You and Heller?" Sam asked keeping his tone neutral.

"Honestly not that close. Hes a good guy but, i think i just hate seeing people i know hurt no matter what."

Sam nods letting whatever he thought go back to the back of his head.

"Where you jealous space cowboy?" You laugh a bit bumping into sam.

"What? No? Why would i of all people be jealous?" Sam bumps you back.

"Well maybe i just guessed how youre feeling"

"No need for jealous feelings when i actively get to travel with you" sam grins, catching a glimpse of you. You don't know why but it makes your heart melt.

"Whatever cowboy"

The rest of the walk is a bit silent. Small talk about Cora and life on the Mining Outpost.

It was calming. You both got back to the ship and left to find barret.

Once you landed you began your walk.

"Wouldn't it be great if someone like made a thing where we didnt have to walk everywhere?" Sam laughs taking out his gun knowing we are getting close to the base.

"I know right...would make travel much easier" as you sais that a bullet ran past your face. You look up to see one of the towers watchers pointing a gun at you from miles away. You duck down and pull out your own weapon

"Ok lets do this quick please. If we can avoid the people we should" you begin to run with sam behind you. Taking out a few Crimson fleet members and running into the main base. Sam following behind and locking the door behind him. You two hear talking in the distance and you both crouch down. Slowly walking to the talking.

Sam begins to whisper to you

"Whenever we can, can uh we talk?"

You turn back confused

"You want to talk...now?"

"No.. Just whenever we are free..."

"As you say...when we are trying to save barret" you laugh a bit and turn the corner. Confused as you're seeing barret talking casually to Matsura. The Captain.

"Ok After this we can talk?" Sam Nods as you slowly approach Barret and Matsura

You know Matsuras a deadly man but see Barret completely fine

"Whats going on here?" You ask slowly putting you Weapon down.

"I just made a new friend Captain" barret adjusted himself getting more comfortable.

A dumbfounded look on your face was all he needed to explain himself.

Matsura still wanted something out of this all. But you convinced him to let Barret go as its all been too much trouble for someone now considered a friend. Sam liked the way you could get out of situations without violence. He smiled at how happy you were to comfortably set a friend free without hurting those who may be able to get away without violence.

You all said goodbye as Barret followed you both on the Ship. A little confused about how you all would fit comfortably until you got back to The lodge.

As you were sailing the Stars to go back home you sense someone behind you.

"Hey captain mind if we talk?" You put the ship to cruise, and turn around to look at sam.

"Whats up?"

"The way you handle things is not bad..not bad" you smile at sams words.

"So how much of a thrill has it been Traveling with the one, and only last descendant of The Great Solomon Coe? Is it everything you imagined?"

"It doesnt matter to me that you're a Coe sam...but You are thrilling indeed" you give him a genuine look. Making sure he knew you really meant it.

"Ha- you're something else"

"I gatta say it's a relief being with you...So many people hear Coe and Expect me to pull a miracle out of a hat, time has a way of Just Building on itself.. Solomon was a good man. Great one even. But if he ever heard All the Bullshit being said about him these days... Well he'd flat out deck them"

"Why do they all Rever him so much?"

"Theres books about him, a couple of them"Sam goes on to talk about Solomon. Talling stories about his great adventures and successes.

"Sounds like you arent too happy to be related to such a high up person"

"I am...and not...there was a time, well before cora. where it really weighed on me. felt like everything i did or didnt do was a reflection on our Great legacy... Its enough to drive you crazy... Now i just hope i can help cora to..well i don't know"

"Sam Cora is great. You're doing a good job raising her.."

"Your kind words are appreciated. for my father, cora me..everything starts and ends with Solomon Coe. He looked at the starts and dreamed a way to get there. Imaging being the first person to a new system, set foot on a new world. Hell i get it that's some powerful stuff. And now-"

Sam laughs a bit

"I'm just Getting sappy. You're a bad influence you know that"

"Oh i have my wiles Mr.Coe"

"I believe that be the most honest thing you've said" sam chuckles a bit sitting down on a nearby chair.

"Well i hope that Comic book they make on our adventures is better thab that rag on solomon"

"The stuff they publish is just damn right embarrassing"

You laugh at sams hate on solomons comics

"You are funny Cowboy. I like traveling with you and cora... Some of my favorite people now ya know?" You smile and turn back around. Finally going to the lodge.

#sam coe x reader #sam coe #fanfic #x reader #starfield #starfield game #space cowboy

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breserker · 4 months

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The Rest of IWRY p.2 - Ch.21, 22 outline

So from here on out things are more and more unfinished. Chapter 21 didn't get too far into being written, so I'll post what I have and then finish it with stuff from my notes file -- which does not extend as far as I thought it did. I"ll share what I have including tidbits relating to things I no longer know where to place. After this I'll have to piece it together by memory and explain things a little more laboriously so idk when the next update will be. That's where, I think, more of my commentary will butt in.

So, this chapter winds up dealing with a lot of child abuse and racism in direct. There's your warning, let's go.

Chapter 21: Devil in the Church

I sputtered on the dirt of the forest floor, rolling weakly. Before I could reform my thoughts and pull myself together, Vivi threw her whole body weight around my head, wrapping me in a protective but ultimately detrimental hold. I heard her shouting with all the rage a six-year-old could muster. Then I felt hands roughly grabbing my arms and forcing me to my feet. Vivi toppled away as I struggled to put my tangled marionette legs beneath me. The hands pulled, making me stumble forward. Vivi grasped on to my limp hand and refused to let go.

Awake in name but not definition, I let myself be half-dragged through a blur of forest that no longer looked nor felt familiar to me. Everything spun and my head pounded. The only thing that broke through the dizziness was a creepy-crawly feeling traveling down the edge of my forehead. It wasn't actually cold, whatever was crawling down my head, but it felt like it was. I tried to mumble something, a question, maybe, but the words barely formed in my head much less on my tongue.

We were still on school grounds, that much I gathered since we passed out of the woods to an iron-like gate. Vehicle entrance; the parking lot. Car. Door. Get in. I collapsed, clutching the seat with my ass and legs hanging out of the car. Vivi made a worried hum as she tried to strong-arm the rest of me in. There was a gasp of terror as the hands grabbed my legs and shoved me inside without care. Vivi's small form clambered in after me, and as I heard doors slam, open, slam, car start, she tucked herself under my arm like a worried cat, curled and wide-eyed. I blinked, forcing my eyes to focus.

[pic – laying on a back carseat with a kidnapped girl—oh Im kidnapped too I guess]

He sat in the driver's seat, shifting gears to pull out and get on the road.

He drove.

I gargled, curling my arms in a cockroach-like manner to brush my fingers against my hairline. Vivi continued to hum at a singular, uneased tone, until the barking voice of my father told her to shut up. She did instantaneously. My fingers jabbed the skin at my hairline in shock, an involuntary response to his voice. I tried to stifle my groan as my thumb slipped on something that shouldn't have been there.

[pic – blood]

Vivi squirmed. I put my clean hand over her mouth before she got the idea to make any noises. For the love of god I wish I could move so I could catch a glimpse of her face; meet her eyes to let her know that I was at the very least going to protect her no matter what. The fact that I couldn't guarantee her safety no matter how much I meant to started to make me sick—paired with the inevitable concussion, it was not a good feeling.

Neither of us had any seat belts on. Every time my dad stepped a little too hard on the brakes I felt us roll forward, almost off the edge of the seat. Scooting the two of us back did little to help, so I simply wrapped my arm tighter around Vivi. If I could've sat up I would've, but there was more than just the head wound keeping me low to the ground like a dog. Alternating between shutting my eyes to relieve stimulation and opening them to glean any motivation from my father in the driver's seat, I let building after building pass us by. There was no way to know where we were without sitting up, but we were still relatively close to Kadic.

My phone buzzed in my pocket and I slammed my hand over it with a hiss. I glanced up, seeing a tendon stand out on the side of my father's neck. Stuffing my hand into my pocket, I quickly unlocked and put the damn thing on complete silence. Part of my brain panicked and wanted me to shut the whole thing off. I almost did, glancing at the screen to at least get the time.

Aelita had texted me. I stared at her name on the screen. The preview showed that there was something strange going on with Lyoko. Nervously glancing at my dad, I contemplated my position.

An idea was brewing.

Easing my way, I shifted, turning so my back would face the front of the car. Vivi looked at me, panicked and perplexed. I gave her a look that said that I knew what I was doing and I needed her to stay where she was. Dutiful, she did, though not without placing her hands on my shoulder for support as she kept her gaze stone-still ahead. Pulling my phone out of my pocket, I raised it until it was behind Vivi's sitting form, as hidden as it possibly could be before I unlocked the screen.

Hey, something's weird on Lyoko. Not an activated tower. Localized activity. We might check it out.

I glanced back at my father, catching his eyes in the rear-view mirror. Distress seized my heart and I broke away, knowing that it was very likely he was just checking the road instead of me. But at any rate, I doubted this was XANA's doing. I doubted this was anyone's doing, except him. Careful and slow, I typed out my message letter by letter, feverishly glancing back when I could without trying to make it seem suspicious. As a result I broke my message up into simpleton words over far too many different texts.

Help. Me n Viv.

Glance over the shoulder, tried to stretch arms to make it look like I was trying to relax.

Try factory.

A pause. Couldn't afford another glance back, so I simply waited until I was brave enough to text again.

Dunno if work.

I turned the screen off. There was no way I was willing to glue myself to the anxiety of waiting for her to respond. I could contact the police. I should contact the police. But I realized then I had no idea of the make or model of the car, no license plate—just that the interior was beige. No recollection of anything. I pulled my arm backwards, gently bumping my elbow to the small of Vivi's back. She tensed at the touch, far too alert. I rolled my head back, staring at the stiff profile of her face before looking back to the driver's seat.

“Hey,” I broke the silence. Vivi stiffened further, but my dad didn't respond, “Hey, where are you going?”

This was a calculated risk, but calculations could still lead to disaster. I unfurled my arm and wrapped it around Vivi's waist for reassurance and protection, “Hey, why'd you take us?”

“You insult my hard work by skipping classes again, you dare raise your hands against me, and you spend all your free-time with that little brat instead of studying or focusing on your future. If you couldn't understand four years ago, you better understand now.”

I swallowed the rock in my throat, looking at Vivi. Somehow there was courage there, despite everything, mostly for her sake. If there was fear, it wasn't a detriment to me.

“Well,” my voice cracked, “Just uh. Just stay away from haunted places. Y'know, abandoned stuff.”

My father's brow furrowed in confusion, which in his language meant anger. I kept my gaze focused on Vivi, heart pounding, finding the will to keep speaking.

“She's just, scared of them, y'know?” God I hoped I sounded convincing, because the way I was speaking did not sound like me, “I took her to this factory one time, and she hated it. Can't stand it, y'know? So uh. Just. Steer clear, huh?”

He slammed on the brakes. Were it not for the fact that I had embraced Vivi again, she would've gone flying and slammed her head on the divider between the seats up front. I noticed his knuckles were white, but they soon mellowed out to their normal color. It meant he was thinking, and thinking was what I wanted him to do. The turn signal clicked on, and he followed it. I settled back in, banking on him doing what I wanted him to do. Unlocking my phone, I saw that Aelita had responded, but I had no time to have a conversation. I double-checked my contacts.

Then I sent her my father's phone number with instructions: Call this when I say.

Setting up the signal but not sending it over, I slipped my phone back into my pocket. As he drove, more buildings passing by, I mimed the motions with my thumb to send the text while keeping my hand inconspicuously in my pocket. Letting my lids fall halfway down my eyes, I squeezed Vivi tight. She squeezed my arm back. It became a trade off. Every other minute, whenever one of us got anxious, one would squeeze and the other would respond.

A larger and darker than usual building passed by, and I turned my head, eyes alert. The building was industrial. Straining myself and causing my head to pound again, I pulled my elbows beneath me and peeked out at street level.

There.

A familiar river with concrete embankments.

He fell for it.

“H-Hey,” I stammered, nearly forgetting to keep up the act, “What're you doing, I said she was scare—,”

Another slam on the brakes, and I clutched Vivi as half my body tumbled off the edge of the seats. He put the car in park. Frantically slipping my hand in my pocket, I went through the motions to send Aelita the signal as fast as I could. Whether it sent or not I had no time to look because he got out of the car and opened the door at my head. All I could do was hope.

[pic – get out of the car]

I pulled Vivi close to my legs, dimly aware that if I didn't focus all my power into standing that I would unfairly lean on her for support. There was no choice but to will the pain to recede, aided by the pounding of my heart as I watched him. I strafed around the car, slow, only taking my eyes off of him once to glance behind me. The bridge to the factory—my factory was only a stone's throw away. The first part of my plan had worked, but it wasn't time to celebrate yet. It was only serendipitous and not yet set in stone. There was no way to know if I had sent the signal to Aelita, there was no way to know when she'd get worried enough from waiting that she'd just call.

He opened his mouth to start lecturing, ordering, whatever he was going to do. Tensing my shoulders in response so the blood roared in my ears, he was starting to drown himself out as I inched farther and farther backwards towards the bridge. All of the sudden his eyes changed, snapping with the realization that I was trying to make a very slow getaway. Slow and steady would not win this race. I bit my lip and swallowed. Come on. Come on.

A shrill, default ringtone split the tension. My father flinched, then cursed, digging his phone out from his pocket. I waited, watching his every move, as he struggled with the modern phone. He turned away and answered with a harsh and angry hallo.

[pic – pick up vivi and BOOK IT]

A small cry of shock emitted from Vivi's throat, belated and accompanied by her hands digging into my shoulders after I had taken off without warning. I gripped her tight in response, letting adrenaline fly me forward. Bolting down the bridge, into the factory, and sliding on the dusty floor to change directions to run down its lengths, I felt the trail of blood from my forehead slip onto the floor behind me. Couldn't stop to swipe it away or think about it. I swore I could already hear feet in pursuit.

[pic – bloodstained shoe]

I could've hid down in the lab, but there was no doubt my father was close enough behind me that he'd either hear the elevator or follow my path close enough that he'd wind up there anyway. Even though I knew this factory so damn well, I was not going to put my faith and risk everything on something that was only safe if it was a secret.

But there was no way I could keep running forever.

[pic – hiding behind an i-beam]

The factory was derelict. Any part of its labyrinth I ran to could've spelled paralyzation or death. I couldn't take risks and just fuck off somewhere I didn't know, especially not with Vivi in my arms. Taking a deep breath, I waited until the sounds he made started to echo like he was furiously searching the next room.

[pic – go go go]

A door. Upstairs. To the roof. It'd be a dead end. But it was in the exact opposite place of the lab, and if I was just playing a game of prolonging, then this was how I could do it. Even if I had to play matador with him on the rooftop. Snatching a junky bar of metal, I shouldered the door open, slammed it, and wedged the metal in the jamb. Weak, but it would buy us some time.

Running up the stairs took its toll, and I felt sweat start to roll down my face in place of blood. Shouldering the door to the roof was less of a shove and more of a push as my heavy feet beat upon the rooftop until my knees shook. I uttered a groan like I was going to vomit as the world went dizzy. Numbly understanding that my adrenaline was spent and that the hit to the head was worse than I thought, I started to lower Vivi to the ground, clumsily falling to my knees. I winced as my kneecaps burned from the impact. Arms falling limp, I didn't even have time to look at Vivi to see if she was okay before the rest of my body collapsed and my scarred cheek hit the cool roof.

[pic - that]

“Reese!” Vivi called, putting her hands to my shoulder and shoving against it, “Reese, Reese!”

I groaned, forcing words out, “Stay close. Stay close until...argh, until I tell you to run.”

If I couldn't fight against him, at the very least if Vivi was close I'd be able to curl my body over hers and act as a shield until it was over or there was an opening for her to go. My last words were stuttered over several swallows and the useless flapping of my tongue, but she seemed to get the gist of it without being able to say that she did. She kept shoving against me, scrabbling her small fingers in desperation. I groaned again, screwing my eyes shut and pushing my hand back up to my forehead. Inadvertently I had pushed sweat into my wound as I did so and the groan became a quiet, pitiful wail.

Vivi was dangerously silent in her panic. For all her talk of dragons and warriors and adventures, she couldn't muster up the courage when the real world became more ugly than her stories. Not that I was blaming her. I wished this was another adventure. I wished we were fighting just a dragon so we could go home and laugh about it later. She gargled in fear and pressed her body against mine, making a continuous low whine that told me she was trying to stop herself from crying.

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Chapter 21: devil in the church

KIDNAPPING!!! reese and vivi in a car reese tries to text aelita laying on the backseat call this number (his dads number) (help factory) aelita distracts his dad, reese picks vivi up and RUNS factory roof yumi and aelita go to help reese, odd and jeremie check out lyoko. Yumi wants aelita on lyoko not here. Aelita stays in the stairwell, yumi goes up and offers herself in exchange for vivi reese manages to get up, bloodied, attack father from behind fight and yelling and such reese gets so hurt i'm serious here father goes over, yumi stops reese from doing the same big glowy explosion thing on lyoko reese passes out

chapter 22: phoenix with a heartache?

the yumi pov chapter

aelita pleading to the EMT to go with reese. “i'm his girlfriend!” “sorry ma'am--” “please, i'm the only one he has left!” ok now she can go but this triggers a ! response in yumi and shes like fuck man all this shit happening bc of reese.... yumi basically has to take care of vivi bc periwinkles in the hospital vivi pushes yumi off her own bed yumi tolerates it vivi is like catatonically silent, thats weird, according to odd

#code lyoko #iwry #reese anders #yumi ishiyama #been a fucking while before i typed those tags out damn

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cultofkakyoin · 1 year

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You Shook Me All Night Long

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Relationship: Esidisi | AC/DC/Reader, Esidisi | AC/DC/Caesar Anthonio Zeppeli/Reader, Established Caesar/Reader

I kid you not, I have had this in my drafts sitting at 3740 words for 3 years, all the way back when I use to write JoJo fics regularly. Anyway, enjoy. If you notice any mistakes I can't proofread this another time, im sorry. Also on Ao3.

Content Warning!: Rape/non-con, dubious consent, fuck or die kinda thing, graphic depictions of violence, blood, vomiting.

"Leave him alone, please!" You plead, grabbing the pillar man's arm and desperately trying to pull his body away from Caesar's, but he's too strong, too big comparatively. Esidisi lets out a cruel cackle "She beseeches me! You have truly chosen a good woman" he says, leaning down and grinning at the man below him before he plants his foot onto the blond Italian's face, grinding his naked calloused heel into his cheek and pushing his face further into the ground.

"Leave her out of this" Caesar struggles to speak, sputtering foaming spit and blood before coughing violently. Esidisi lifts his foot and slams it back down onto the blond's head "Caesar!" You shout gasping and falling to your knees beside him. His breathing was shallow and he could barely wheeze out the syllables of your name, your breath gets stuck in your throat.

Esidisi lays a hand on your head, making you jump, beginning to shake in terror, looking up at him to find him leering down at you with his eyes gazing into yours with a stoic look, then he grins. "Do you want me to stop?" he asks as he crouches down, not taking his hand off your scalp, you nod without hesitation "Of course I do!" You exclaim looking at him questionably.

"Perhaps, we can work a deal, little human," he says with each word walking the fingers of his other hand to your shoulder, the hand on your head gliding down to your neck, thumb hooking in your collarbone well his fingers pressed into your shoulder blade. "Stand up" With those words, it was almost like you're a dog following its owner's command standing up slowly with him like you weren't in control.

"I won't kill him or you... if you can last, hm, let's say, three hours with me" You feel the implication in his voice, but that can't be right, can it? Is this some sort of cultural difference? "What... What do you mean by that?" You stutter and your boyfriend's attacker scoffs in response, moving his hand up to wrap around your throat, not bearing any weight on your thin neck but just resting there as a threat.

"I mean let me use you for three hours, at least, and I'll spare him," he says letting go of your neck to instead puts his lips to it, pressing a feather-light kiss on the sensitive flesh "I-" you take a step back, only to be held in place by his hands gripping your shoulders. "Do you want him to live?" He asks and your eyes flicker to Caesar, lying in a pool of lukewarm blood, even though the flow of blood gushing from his wounds had slowed down he was already so pale and breathless from the loss.

His green eyes are staring at you, begging you not to agree, but how can you bear to see him this way and to know there was something you could have done to stop this? You had to accept this offer "Do you mean it? This isn't some trick or lie?" You ask, voice trembling and Esidisi hums "Yes, I mean it, I would never break a promise" he whispers pressing another few kisses on your neck. "O-okay, I'll-" You stop to look at Caesar again before quickly looking away "I'll do it" To your boyfriend it sounds like someone else is talking as you agree. You feel Esidisi grin against your neck and his hand runs up and down your arm as he pulls away from your neck "Don't you worry, little one, you'll have your fill as well."

Caesar wants to scream at you for being so stupid, there was no way in hell Esidisi would let either of you live in the end, but he can't do that right now, it hurts too much to move anything and even without the pain, he didn't have enough strength to open his jaw or even move his tongue after all that fighting. All he can do is stare as Esidisi toys with the hem of your shirt "arms up" and you obey, lifting your arms high above your head so he could pull your blouse over your head, tossing the material to the ground.

The same green eyes watch as Esidisi unclips your bra, sliding the straps down your arms, tossing it in the growing pile of clothes, his hand reaches down and unbuttons your skirt letting it pool at your feet. He kneeled in front of you, lifting your leg to take off your shoes, and lays a tender kiss on your ankle then doing the same with the other, finally, he grasped the fabric of your panties, peeling them off of you and now, being naked in front of another man is horrible, a pit opens in your stomach and you want to vomit in embarrassment and fear.

Esidisi stands before you, looking over your body, inspecting it, making you feel like a piece of meat in the market, you felt the need to cover yourself but considering what's to come, it wouldn't help any. "You're very beautiful" He ran his hands up and down your sides as he spoke and you mumbled a thank you, a little reminder of your polite upbringing "Tell me, dear, has he seen you bare like this?" Esidisi inquires.

"Yes, we have seen each other naked" you respond, fidgeting in your spot as he wraps his arms around you and pulls you flush against him, making his erection obvious. "And have you had sex?" his hand trailed down your back to grope your ass, you let out a small squeak of surprise in turn making him snicker. Caesar could see this all from below, he clenches his broken jaw despite the pain, he feels the bones slide past each other and he felt that if they weren't surrounded by his bruised flesh they would have creaked like a rusty hinge at the sudden and painful movement.

"No, we have... Haven't" You feel a lump in your throat, balling up, making it harder and harder to speak, and the heat on your face is harsh and painful, you could swear it wasn't just your shame making your body boil but also the heat of the pillar man's body. He just felt so hot, when his exposed skin touches yours it makes your skin tingle, like when you touch a piece of metal that's been out in the sun all day.

"Oh really? I can't believe he could see your gorgeous body and not jump on you like a dog" One of his hands spread you open, Esidisi peeked behind you to watch his finger circle your asshole, you paused, he isn't going to fuck you there, was he?

"Wai- please not there! I haven't even had it in the normal place" you whimper, putting your hands on his chest as you twist your neck to try and look at what he was doing. He just chuckles "Hmm, you're a virgin? How much more can you entice me, little human?" you let out a small and muffled whine when he tries to stick the tip of his finger inside, it's painful but somehow pleasurable as he prods the untouched entrance.

Caesar suddenly remembered when he first saw you naked, you suggest that to get comfortable with each other's bodies you should see each other before you had given yourself to him and he was more than happy to do anything that made you feel more open towards him.

...

"Cara, I can't get used to your body if you cover yourself," Caesar said giving a half-suppressed laugh, standing only a few inches away from you.

"I know... I just- all of a sudden I feel so insecure" You shyly look to your feet, feeling your face heat up "And don't speak Italian, Caesar, you know what does to me" You giggled, he was fully undressed too, standing nude before you, you couldn't look him in the eye.

"Oh mi sono dimenticato" you pouted, halfheartedly pushing on his naked chest "Okay, okay, I'll speak English" he laughs but quickly his features soften "But you know I could never hate your body, cara" you ignored the Italian pet name, slowly lowering your arm away from your body, revealing your fully nude form.

He let out a heavenly sigh "You are so magnificent, cara" you blushed, letting out a gasp "you-you are too, Caesar, like a God" he chuckles, putting his hand to his face in a dramatic way "Oh you flatter me, you are a Goddess" you stepped back flustered, covering your face in embarrassment.

"Ah you're just too adorable!" he fawned, he has seen many women naked, but none compared to you, he felt something very pure and sweet when it came to you, you're not a fling and Caesar knows he loves you.

"Caesar, stop with the flattery" you whined, he gasps "only the truth escapes these lips" he reassures, albeit with a fake offended tone, you shook your head "You're too good to me" Your body relaxed and you twiddled your thumbs.

"I love you, you know?" you said quietly, now it was Caesar's turn to blush "Dio mio, cara" His cheeks reddened, this was the first time you had said that to him "Of course I know, but I hope you know I love you too" you grinned at him and launched forward to latch onto him, arms around his waist.

"Oh Caesar, I love you so much"

"Ti amo più di quanto tu sappia"

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"I suppose I can take you here later, yes?" it's a rhetorical question but you feel the need to nod in acknowledgment, you instinctively want to fight him but repress the urge, you did consent to this, right? This is for Caesar, the one you love so much.

"Be a dear and lay in front of him" Esidisi gestures towards the barely moving Caesar, you give the blond man an apologetic look, not wanting to follow the instructions Esidisi gives, but you do as he says. Walking over to him and sitting on your knees looking back to Esidisi unsure if he wants you on your back or stomach.

"On your back and spread your legs for me" he answers the question you never spoke. As your back touches the ground the tiny pebbles press into your skin, pricking you with their sharp little edges. You reluctantly spread your legs, the feeling of your spread labia exposing your insides is humiliating and Esidisi marvels at your display, enjoying the discomfort illuminating your form.

As he admires your form he takes off the few things he has on, not even once breaking his gaze. When finally nude his erection stands proudly, tip slick and glistening with precum already. It was scary to you, you couldn't begin to imagine how it would feel, it would stretch you so much, and he would absolutely tear you apart.

Your horrified expression is enough to make him cackle cruelly, when he regains control over his giddiness, he cups his cheek "You are just an adorable little human, you're so terrified by my cock, it is a superior beings cock so I can't blame you" he lets out a small amused laugh as he settles between your thighs, tapping the head of his cock against your clit getting your attention.

"Don't worry though, I'll make sure you're dripping for me, blood is fun and all but you are just so willing, I won't be cruel" he says as he leans over you, his face dangerously close to yours, the sight of his eyes burning with a savage and inhuman lust made vomit sputter up from your stomach into your throat. He closes his eyes and presses an oh-so-soft kiss on your forehead "You're just so pitiful" His fingers probe experimentally at your folds, circling your entrance, giving you a slight burn of irritation on the sensitive skin.

But even so, your walls clench around nothing and the sensation made you crave fullness, the rough pad of his thumb grinds against your clit and unconsciously you press your hips up into his hand, causing the pillar man to scoff "Desperate?" He mocks you.

Caesar can tell how you feel and his heart grows heavy hearing the moans you try to suppress for him, even though this hurt him more than his physical wounds, he's almost glad you would be wet, it would make it much less painful if Esidisi follows his word.

His thumb moves in a circular motion on your clit, and he feels you twitch under his working hands "Have you had her like this, Caesar?" Your chest clenches and your movements halt at his words. Abruptly he forces two fingers halfway inside you, tearing a shriek from your throat "Have you ever felt her cunt twitch and drip around your fingers?" your walls throb, and try desperately to force his finger deeper.

The sight was gut-wrenching, but at the same time, Caesar's cock twitches in his bloodstained pants, it feels like the small amount of blood left in his body has rushed down.

You whimper under him, wordlessly begging for more and he complies, pushing his fingers to the knuckle and curling them inside of you. "Oh god! No, ah" you couldn't stop yourself from babbling "Mmmh, you must calm yourself, I think I'll break your mind if I stick my cock in you" you moan loudly at his filthy words and thrusting hastily against his hand, this pleasure was amazing, like nothing you had ever experienced, and at this point, you had been so lost in the feeling you had forgotten Caesar could see this act of betrayal your body had brought upon you.

"Aah oh ple-ease" you're wondering what you begging for exactly. Esidisi begins to thrust his fingers in and out of your tight cunt, reveling in the growing slickness dripping from your now-wanting entrance. Your abdomen tightens, a feeling you want to burst. "Hm, I can't wait much longer, you'll cum too quickly on my fingers if I keep this up" he tuts, pulling his fingers out of you, rubbing his thumb and index finger together, pulling them apart to leave a string of shimmering arousal.

"Tsk tsk tsk" he looked down to Caesar, showing off the glistening wetness in front of his face, the blond unclenches his jaw after all this time, letting his mangled lips part at the sight, his erection growing prominent to his rival. "It's a shame you have yet to feel this, hm? Maybe next time, yes?" And his breath picked up, pupils dilating, how-why did he feel this way? Why was he aroused by this? Part of him wishes he was in his enemy's place, but the other more depraved part enjoyed the commitment you had to him, you're doing this for him, after all.

Esidisi rubs his cock up and down your cunt, smearing his precum with your wetness "so wet, he didn't do this to you, correct?" you don't respond, hoping he won't make you answer, but when his hand clutches your jaw and forces your head back to look at the beaten and bruised man you love, it tells you he wants an answer.

Your eyes water, staring into Caesar's, in your mind, you're begging him not to hate you for what you were about to say. Clenching your eyes shut tightly "no" you shook your head, though it hardly moved with the tight grip he had on you, why is he making you admit this With? You already told him, didn't you? With your eyes shut you can't see the dismal look in your beloved eyes, perhaps that's for the best.

Satisfied with your response, he roughly thrusts inside your cunt, burying himself to the hilt in one swift move, his pelvis grinding on your clit. You let out a shrill scream at the sudden intrusion and above you, Esidisi groans at the tightness of your velvet walls squeezing him "you feel so good, little human" you mewl at the compliment.

Even with the suddenness, your body is overcome with pleasure, Esidisi nuzzles against your cheek "tell me how good it feels" he commands "aah oh God, so-so good" you hesitantly praise him as told.

Upon hearing those words Caesar feels a warm liquid drip down his face, it isn't blood, all of which is cold by now, no, these are tears trickling from his eyes.

Esidisi wasted no time slamming his hips into yours, relishing in your moans of euphoria as he stretches you to your limit, looking between your legs he sees a bit of blood coating his cock "It seems I didn't prepare you well enough, do forgive me" he says though he's clearly not looking for forgiveness.

Even with his blurry vision, Caesar can make out the villain's rough hands groping your breasts, pinching and rolling your pebbled nipples between his large fingers, his lips and tongue dragging across your neck, but what hurts him the most is your reaction to all of this. How can someone he thought loved him do this? How could you enjoy him?

Your mind is too clouded by this foreign feeling to notice the strained and wretched sobs let out by your dearest. The feeling of your back scraping against the tiny stones, piercing your skin, and causing you to bleed was nothing but an afterthought, you just wanted to finally untie the ever-growing knot in your abdomen.

Esidisi stops his thrusting and pulls out of your aching cunt, leaving you painfully empty and confused "on your stomach, ass up" he commands, you're certainly surprised but follow your given orders and turn on your stomach you meet with a forgotten sight, the maimed face of your beloved Caesar and you tried to get up but you're forced back to the ground by the hand of Esidisi, his other hand is tightly holding you hip with bone-crushing force, you're fairly sure he's caused a hairline fracture or something as pain shoots up from your hip.

"No, darling, look at him, look at the relationship you've ruined" the sentence came out as a coo, like a mother to her child, but beneath it is a deep malice, he brutally thrusts back into your soaked and awaiting pussy. You couldn't care less about the pleasure and pain you're feeling, all of your focus is on the blond man you had come to love "I'm so sorry, please, please do-n't hate me, plea-se" your pitiful begging and sobbing for forgiveness is music to Esidisi's ears, but he wanted more.

"Tell him how much you love it and how he will never compare" you look back to Esidisi, staring with wide eyes, horrified "wha-? I can't!" he shakes his head slowly "you want him to live, yes?" he tangles his hands in your hair and lifts you by the strands, no doubt ripping out a good chunk of it. He put his mouth to your ear, letting his breath linger for a bit, letting you feel the warmth and then the cold as he breathes in and out.

"If he truly loves you, he'll forgive you" his voice was just a whisper "look, he's already so hard from this, perhaps he likes it when I take you," he says, licking his lips, your eyes trail down Caesar body to his groin, he does indeed have an erection and despite all the blood on his pants the one clean spot near his tip was soaked wet with precum.

He lets go of your hair, you have little time to react and your nose connects with the ground, blood gushes out and covers your mouth and chin, slipping down your neck, Esidisi rudely brings his fingers to pinch your bleeding nose shut, making the blood pool in your sinuses before it flows into your mouth. "Come one, tell him how much you love my cock" he says, letting your nose go,, you cough up the blood in your mouth once he lets go. You want to tell Caesar you're sorry for this but fear the consequences if you do.

"I-I love it, oh I love it so much nngaha pleas-ah give me more, more pl-eeeaasse! He's so good so much better than you'll ever be" you relent finally, Esdisi grins, thrusting harder into your cunt "do you hear that, hamon user? She loves this, more than she'll ever love you" there's a sick grin twisted onto the pillar man's face as he says it and you close your eyes, trying to ignore Caesar.

"Ahng she's soaking for me, such a tight, wet cunt" he hunches over you, pressing his chest to your back, "say it again, but better, little one" you let out a wail as he hits your cervix but even with your tight chest and aching cunt you could feel a slickness run down your thighs, you open your eyes to look to Esidisi "please, not again" you beg, but he just snickers "do it or I'll make you watch me kill him" and your expression is so beautiful to him, a look of true terror.

"He-he's sooo much better than you'll ever be, Caesar. Nothing could ever compare" you figure Esidisi is satiated as he kisses your neck. Caesar feels himself twitch at hearing his name roll off your tongue, his cock straining against the expensive fabric of his pants. Despite how much you hate saying these things your abdomen gets tighter and tighter, finally feeling ready to snap.

Esidisi lifts your upper half, letting Caesar see your breast bounce with each thrust and your arousal drip onto the ground below as he fucks you. He knows you're close and so is he, cock twitching and throbbing inside of you, so very close.

He reaches down to rub your clit, pushing you violently over the edge and making you cum, the feeling of your cunt squeezing him was too pleasurable, and then came thick, sticky ropes of cum, painting your insides white. It burned, his semen was hot, unbearably so, and if you weren't orgasming you'd be rolling on the ground in pain.

"It's so hot! Too hot! It hurts!" you shriek, struggling against his tight grip on your body, Caesar could see Esidisi's cum spilling onto the ground beneath you and steam as he continued thrusting into your spasming cunt even after his orgasm has ended.

When he finally stops, he flipped you over, pulling out of your sensitive and burning cunt, admiring the flow of cum coming out of your still twitching pussy before sticking two fingers inside, pushing out even more cum, and forcing a pained moan out of you. "Please. eh... No more, I-I can't take it" your voice is so hoarse, but all he did was laugh "It's only been 33 minutes" he laughs. Oh great, he's keeping exact track "we still have so much time... Of course, you could just give up now and..." he cups your face, leaning in "let your very precious little Caesar die by my hand."

You cringe and sob, nuzzling into his hand, letting him dig his fingers deeper inside of you, pressing the pads of his fingers against the burns he had just left "you're such a good girl for him" his praise doesn't feel honest, but you can't tell if he's intentionally mocking you, however. "So committed" he looked to Caesar "you should be grateful, most men go their whole lives without ever encountering a woman with such commitment to them." Caesar groans, he's starting to wish you weren't as committed because this hurt him far more than dying ever would.

"But, she is still a very dirty, very filthy girl, she did just cum around my cock, didn't she?" he moves his thumb to circle your overstimulated clit, making you tighten around his digits and moan. Your teeth grind together, trying to ignore the feeling of his fingers burrowing their way inside of the wet used heat between your legs. The hand on your cheek tangles itself in your hair, fingernails scrapping against your scalp, petting you like your are an animal, someone's pet.

"I wonder who else she gives herself away to, perhaps your friend? What was it, Joseph, I believe?" Caesar balls his fist up, taking with it a handful of those sharp pebbles, you shake your head at Esidisi's accusations and he tuts "oh, you haven't? I'm not sure I believe you, seeing as you were so quick to take up my offer, I can scarcely think of a reason such a pure girl would give in so easily without a fight" his grin stretches from ear to ear as he continues to humiliate you.

"Can't you just finish?" You ask desperately, voice cracking, hands coming up to cover your face as tears begin to fall. Esidisi laughs loudly in your face, shaking his head playfully "lasting 3 hours with me doesn't just mean me fucking you in all your tight little holes, dear" he says and your eyes widen, all of them? "Please..." You start to beg "just get this over with" you truly mean your words as a plea to get the pillar man to hurry his assault but he doesn't take them that way, no, he twists them up and makes them seem worse than they are.

"Oh, so very eager, don't worry, I'll fill you up again soon enough," he says as he pulls his fingers out of your burning cunt, you shake your head "no, that's not wha-" you don't get to finish as slides a wet finger somewhere just below, he teases your asshole, you want to protest louder but he forces the tip of his finger into your hole, it's a bit painful, but not that bad in all honesty, and the stretch it's giving you feels so good.

He starts to push it deeper before he pokes another one of his thick fingers inside, your lip is caught between your teeth as you spread your fingers to peak down between your thighs, you can't see what he's doing but you can see Esidisi's arm move up and down as he slowly works your virgin hole open.

"Well, it appears that you're enjoying it" he croons in your ear before ever so gently taking the lobe between his teeth. "I should prepare you further but you're taking me so well already, I'm sure it'll be easy for you, little one" his fingers leave you as he finishes his sentence, quickly replaced by the prodding head of his once again hard, flushed cock.

He lifts one of your legs and grabs it for leverage as he pushes in, it hurts now, his cock is so much thicker and longer than his fingers, and it stretches the hole beyond what you can take. Your back arches in pain and your eyes squeeze shut, you squirm away from him only to be roughly forced still by his hands, you bite your lip even harder at the pain, snot mixing with the copious amount of blood that fell from your nose.

"Ahh, you are so tight" he moans as he finally bottoms out into you "you were made for this, weren't you?" You don't even register the question as a question, just another cruel joke by your humorous abuser but Esidisi doesn't mean it as a joke. His hands wrap around your wrists and force them off your face, your features scrunch up with tears, blood, and snot coating all of it "come on now, no need to be shy, this is your purpose now, being a good little cunt to warm your master's cock, isn't that right?"

You know he wants it answered this time, you open your mouth but before you can force the words out a sob leaves it instead. "I am reminded of how you humans are" Esidisi persists, sighing dramatically like he's in a play reading a script "tell me what I want to hear, pet" your teeth instinctively grind together at the degrading name, your throat is heavy with regret as you try to get the words he wants to hear out "I was... I was-" you can't finish it, shaking your head you sob "please don't make me!" You can't lower yourself anymore.

Esidisi thrusts particularly hard this time, wrapping his hand around your throat, again he applies no pressure whatsoever, letting it rest on your fragile neck, it's just a warning that if he wants to he can and will end you at any moment and you know that. "I'm made for this!" It's practically a scream and Esidisi's hands tighten around your neck and hip as he picks up the pace "again, pet, add a bit more enthusiasm, I want to believe you, and look at me when you say it, don't hide from your master" his thumb strokes over your jugular as he loosens his grip again.

You pause for a moment, trying to think of something that will please him, he's patient seeing the gears in your head turn before you open your eyes "I'm made for you, master, just you, only you" you feel the bile burn your heart as the words escape your mouth, but they do seem to please the white-haired pillar man as you watch small but triumphant smile cross his once stern lips.

Caesar can't believe those words came from you and chooses to tell himself that they didn't, no they came from someone else, someone who looks and sounds just as heavenly as you, some evil demon that took your perfect body for its own. Esidisi's piercing gaze glints back at Caesar's watering eyes as he maneuvers you to fuck you much more intimately, wrapping your arms around his neck and legs around his waist, his cock reaches deeper inside of you, it's painful and the tip feels like it's going to puncture a hole right through your intestines.

Your fingernails harshly claw at his back but never once break the skin, simply sliding along like it's sculpted marble. You bury your face in his neck, inhaling his scent, he smells of sweat and blood, but also something you can't place, citrus, you think but aren't sure, you can't place the fruit, no matter how hard you try, it's not oranges or grapefruit, nor lemons or limes, it's perplexing and all you can focus on, the body becoming numb to the intrusion, frustration bubbles in your chest and even more tears fall down your face, why can't you figure it out?

You're thoughts are replaced by an agonizing burning sensation filling your insides, it reaches much deeper than it did in your cunt, and you swear you feel it spurt into your stomach. Esidisi holds you close, plugging you up with his hot cum, not wanting any to leave you yet. His fingertips hug so tightly to the plush of your hips they leave angry red marks, no doubt going to leave a very ugly reminder of this encounter for weeks to come.

Your body stills, the cum sloshes inside you, there's no way it wasn't physically burning through you, the pain is overwhelming and without warning you vomit, it covers Esidisi's back. He doesn't seem disgusted however, he seems... Please, perhaps? He lets you go, sitting up, soft cock still making its home in your ass, he presses down on your abdomen and you vomit once again as your insides burn, this time all over your chest and stomach, some of it hitting his hand.

You hear him let out a light laugh before he carefully spreads your cheeks and slowly pulls out of your burning hole, licking his lips as his cum leaks out, mixing with blood and burnt flesh. To any other, this would be disgusting, but Esidisi takes a lot of pride in what his semen can do to a feeble human, truly he had no idea before this moment, the pillar people are hard and nearly resistant to all harm, burning included, but humans are so delicate and easily harmed.

He lets go of your ass, he spreads his thighs a bit wider so he can easily yank you down between them, the gravel beneath you cutting open you're already torn-up back. Esidisi taps his soft cock against your lower lip "clean me off, you've made such a bloody mess" his sentence says he's telling you he gives you no choice but to take his cock into your mouth as he takes a fistful of your hair and pushes it against your lips, vomit still dripping down your chin you open your mouth and allow him to force your head onto his cock, it hits the back of your throat but that's not enough for Esidisi, he pushes himself deeper, straight down.

He lets out a loud and guttural moan "that's it, you're so tight here, I should have tried your throat first" it sounds like a threat, his voice is dark with lust and something violent, and you feel his cock stiffen down your throat. You thought it would taste disgusting, and your sure it would if you could taste anything but your airways cut off, you should struggle, you should want to struggle, but you don't. Your head is light and airy, there's a phantom feeling of him thrust inside of your throat, the intense stretch it gives you is so odd, you know it's there but can't begin to comprehend it as air can no longer enter or leave your lungs, broken nose not helping in the slightest.

Esidisi seems to be aware as he pulls out to just leave the swollen tip against your blood and vomit-stained lips, his eyes look down at you with fierce pride as he takes in how much he's ruined you. Your eyes are glassy, no more tears fall or sorrowful looks to be seen, sweat drips down your forehead, soaking your hairline, dried blood and snot cover your cupid bow, dark and flaky. You should be gulping down air but your breaths are shallow, barely taking in any at all. Your throat feels like it's been torn apart and even though he no longer resides there it still feels stuffed to its limit.

He reaches to his side and grabs a... Hand? Your eyes widen in horror, the mangled hand belongs to Caesar, your Caesar. He wraps it around his saliva-covered cock and starts to pump it around his throbbing length, you turn your head to look at Caesar but your fingertips face you back to stare at Esidisi "don't look away, pet, your master's giving you a treat" his grin makes you nauseous again and you retch but nothing comes out. He jerks Caesar's hand faster and harder until cum spurts out from the tip and lands on your face, he rides the blond's hand through his orgasm until he's satisfied and chucks it back to its owner.

The white substance burns your face, sliding down your eyelashes and cheeks, and the area it touches becomes red and irritated before the cells are destroyed and exposed to the flesh underneath. You should sob or cry out in pain, so why can't you?! It makes you angry, your stomach twisting in a tight knot and teeth grating against one another as it boils inside you.

"Now, you're truly my greatest masterpiece." Esidisi comes off as casual and even playful as he says his degrading and insulting piece. "You've done what I needed and I'm a man of my word, pet, you and your lover may go." Had it been three hours already? Time seems irrelevant right now. Before when gets up he leans close to your ear.

"I wonder how in love he'll be when you return, he'll never forgive you, you know? He'll seethe with jealousy and rage, I've ruined you for anyone else, especially your lover boy."

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dayedreamm · 1 year

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Letitia wright X curvy!black!reader, actress!reader

Summary: although you planned for a relaxing evening it soon became ruined due to some drama on the internet.

There are 2 parts to this since I cant upload it all in one post

pt 2 is here

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It was early in the morning. The morning sun rose through the windows of your penthouse as you lay once again in an empty bed. Letitia had been away for a while doing interviews, partying, and other social things, don't get me wrong, I was proud of her; just missed her a lot. You slumped up from your bed and went to the bathroom, where you took a fresh shower. You originally had no plans for today and planned to spend today with your adorable little puppy and your T.V. binge-watching shows. Once you were done with your refreshing shower, you decided to put on a face mask and make a nutritious breakfast. But before you can even make it to the kitchen, you are welcomed to the overcrowding texts from your agent and 3 missed calls. You immediately call her back, worried ‘has something gone wrong with my career’ you thought. Your thoughts were silenced as she picked up the phone, and what she said next shocked you. “Y/N, my darling, how are you today” but before you can even respond, she interrupts you, “listen, I know this was your relaxing day…. But have you seen the news,” she says, almost out of breath. “Umm, weird question,” you respond, completely confused, and turn on your living room T.V. to channel 8. “Uhh, you've been texting me and spamming my phone because a dog went missing…. Girl as much as I love wildlife, you did not need to give me a heart attack as if I just lost my whole career” you were calming yourself down as she began to talk again.

“GIRL- oh mah lord, not the literal news... Like look on TikTok, Instagram, or Twitter, then look up your name,” she says “ok..you open Twitter and look up your name as the screen loads “listen, Diana, if you're talking about the drama between me and zendaya I already told you that shit aint real i made a video addressing the whole thing with her. Just stupid reporters making up lies and-” but just when you were about to finish your sentence, your phone tweets and links to video, all captioned with similar things, “STAR LETITIA WRIGHT CHEATS ON ACTRESS/MODEL Y/N” then pops up a video of someone commenting on this news you click on the video and just the first few minutes could bring tears to any lovers eyes. “Oh, lord, and john, did you see that video with letitia wright and kehlani, dude, that was wild, and doesn't she have a girlfriend, too.” “yea, the actress and model Y/N L/N, those two were so cute together and were said to be inseparable…. Trouble in paradise, I presume, bro” “yea im thinking that too” the two interviewees comment. You pause the video. You could bear to watch any more of it… tears flood your vision as you zone out into space, and forgetting that your agent is still on the phone “umm Y/N you still their girl” your agent says worried for you. But your thoughts seem to block you out ‘ has tish really cheated on you’ i mean, when was the last time you really even talked to her that weren't just short convos.’ it was then that your mind raced back to the guys in the video, wait a video….what video were they talking about. “Umm, Diana”

She immediately responds, “oh yes, darling, how are you doing shall I come over in case you need a close friend” as she tries to help with the conversation. But i immediately wipe my tears and act strong no matter how hurt I am “ the video i watched mentioned a video… do you know what they are talking about” you say sternly, almost not showing any emotion. You didnt want anyone's sympathy right now. You wanted to find out the truth.

Diana sighs before responding to my question “sadly yes I am aware of the video they may be talking about” she says feeling sad for you. “ send me the video, “ you say in a demanding tone “Y/N I must say the video im going to send to you may be a misunderstanding perhaps we should get the whole truth before you even view it-” your agent says in an attempt to keep you calm. Your agent had been nothing but the best to you and knows what you are comfortable with so she knows what to book or to sign you up for… it may have also caused her to shield things you might not want to hear. Although she has good intentions, this is one thing you can not overlook. “ listen i know your trying to protect me but i can handle this just send the video to me, please” you say trying to keep your cool you weren't mad at her just mad at your so-called fiance who recently proposed to you about 3 months ago you just hadn’t released this information to the public yet. “Ok sending it over now love” she says in a sad tone. Within seconds the video appears in your notifications and you play it with a little hesitation.

hey guys sorry i have been gone for a while just but heres some

letitia x reader for yall

Dayedreamm outtie 💖💖

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mariatesstruther · 8 months

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It's because Maria's a hypocrite. Joel, Tommy, Abby, they all acknowledge they've done terrible things, they're monstrous. Abby says flat out she's trash and you can see Scar's flinch away from her in fear. Joel knows he was a terrible person and says his past will catch up to him.

Maria isolates herself inside a little town where she won't let people be armed, excuses her husband's Geneva convention level past away as 'just following after Joel', and openly admits to having people killed and leaving them out to rot as a warning to others (People know only death lays over that river and all) but acts like she's never done anything wrong.

All of them have done terrible shit, she's just the only one who doesn't take accountability for the wrong shit she's done and acts as if she's clean in all of it.

this gif represents my cat getting ready for bedtime on my belly when i suddenly sat up and scared her to type this maria-lovin essay for u anon

okay hi! i respectfully disagree!

on a couple things

“maria isolates herself inside a little town where she won’t let people be armed—,” literally the first shot of maria we have in the show is her outside of jackson, riding a horse pregnant, to greet a pair of strangers who have who-knows-what weapons or bites on them at the present time. jackson, from what we know, is a place where she won’t let children and possibly hostile strangers be armed. i’m pretty sure tommy is packin when we see him walking through jackson, and so are people in the back—and “she won’t let” is also pretty strong phrasing here, at least to me, considering the town has a whole ass council that the show literally tells us makes decisions together

and okay. we’ve talked about the “tommy was following joel” line a couple times here before on this blog, and ive said it every single time that i dont love it either. i haven’t had the time to sit down and explain exactly why, so here goes: i think its too lazy and too quick and a prime example of how the writers could’ve spent a little more time making whatever maria’s perspective what supposed to be more clear. a lot of people read this line as maria completely absolving tommy; i more think of it as maria’s understanding of tommy’s devotion to joel

and wait okay here me out! dont jump me! bc i know u girls like to tussle!—i am not at all saying that tommy was passively following joel, or that tommy wasnt a grown man making his own choices to do what him and joel did, because he was. he is. maria knows that; she is married to tommy and has a child with him, and you think she’s ignorant to the fact that he has the capacity for such violence?? or that she herself wouldn’t understand that, a lot of times, violence necessary to keep yourselves safe (see: “those are the people who tried us” line)?? she’s not trying to say that tommy was an innocent puppy dog happily skipping along at joel’s heels. i don’t personally think that’s what “following joel” means. to me, it means that tommy ended up in a lot of ugly and violent scenarios because he was with joel (+joeltess who were prolly more dangerous together) when joel went dark after losing-sarah

i want to point out here that, between the miller brothers, joel is obviously the more violent and ruthless one—we know from what the show and game tell us, post-sarah joel was the most dangerous motherfucker out there for a long time. i think it’s reasonable to assume that it was easier and more natural and quicker for joel to descend into the kind of violence they did (—the kind of violence necessary to keep them both alive—) than tommy, and tommy “followed” joel in the sense that he “followed joel” into some more violent and ugly and hostile situations than they would’ve gotten into otherwise, because joel was an especially dangerous man

im not saying tommy doesn’t have his own shit or capability for violence btw! he was in the army! he was in the fireflies! i know that and maria know that too. the thing about both those situations, and his situation with joel, is that he actively made a choice to step away everytime. that matters to maria and it is a fundamental characteristic of tommy that joel talks about in the car with ellie (joe calling tommy a “joiner” is also i think a little big of a less shady way of calling him a flake)

and now, tommy has been in jackson for years and expressed that those situations were ones he regrets—ones he expressed to maria that he regrets. what is she gonna do other than understand him???? and why would yall expect her to extend that grace to joel instantly when that makes no narrative sense??? we know as an audience that joel regrets those things now, too, but there’s legitimately no possible way for maria to know that. tommy only knows joel has changed for the better because he sees joel with ellie and it reminds him of joel with sarah—maria doesn’t have that perspective. she’s seeing joel from a limited scope.

i don’t think maria could find it in herself to condemn joel for his capacity for violence, especially not once she knows the truth about he he’s protected ellie. maria is smart—she knows it was joel’s capacity for violence kept tommy and him alive in the QZ. tommy owes joel his life—he knows this, and i truly think maria knows this, too, as much as she doesn’t like it. then, it’s proven to her and solidified when tommy chooses to go with ellie

and these things are all deeply intertwined, because this bleeds directly into why maria would be so initially displeased/scared to have joel around tommy; she knows tommy would do anything, however horrifying or dangerous or ugly, if joel needed him to. that kind of devotion to anyone can be dangerous and sell-destructive, as we see with tommy’s arc trying to avenge joel in game two. maria knows tommy would follow joel anywhere, even away from her. so i humbly ask that you maybe excuse her for being a little defensive and scared of that, as a woman who in 2003 lost literally every single piece family she’s ever had in her life in one go for all we know. maria is not trying to ice joel out because she’s judging him for his past or thinking he taints tommy; it’s because she knows in her heart that tommy loves joel enough to leave anyone, even her, and that likely terrifies her to death—because at this point in the story, she has no idea who joel really is. so she’s grasping at straws to find any and all reasons to confirm her suspicions and not trust him

i also!! think it’s another good time!!! to remind y’all!!!! how sketchy!!!!!!! that joel and ellie situation!!!!! would look!!!! to maria!!!! if she is judging joel for anything, she’s being suspicious of how close he is as a 60+yearold man to this young, highly defensive and secretive twelve year old girl—which is more than fair to me, as ive said before

and look, overall i can understand you having this perspective on maria, because her conversation with ellie about tommy and joel does come off very hypocritical from what we see—but my whole point is, we’ve SO little of her character that it seems very extreme to me that we’re immediately gonna label her a bitch, a hypocrite, and holier-than-thou judgy tyrant with a superiority complex

we’ve seen her have like 5 conversations!!!!! with people she doesn’t trust and barely knows! so of course she’s not going to reveal the horrors of her past or what she might’ve done in her past or how she feels about her past in the context of what we see so far. she only “acts like she hasn’t done anything wrong” and doesn’t take accountability because she hasn’t had the chance to yet

like we know all about joel and tommy and abby’s pasts because they’re our main characters for two entire games. we know maria from jackshit. ellie and joel know maria from jackshit. ofc she’s gonna come off as intruding annoying, because to ellie, she is intruding annoying—but we, as a fandom, aren’t limited to the perspective of a twelve year old girl

#oh my godddddd #this is WAY TOO LONG #sorry if this is a bit sassy anon im just tired and stressed from work i think #all love and all respect #u do u #asked and answered #this is literally about a character game and a tv show with maybe 2 hours of screentime overall #not even that i bet #maybe ten minutes 😭#in defense of maria miller

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boosqoowoo · 9 months

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beenzino - stinky kiss (english lyrics translation)

Spending so much time on bullshit

넌 끝났어 못 가 이제 내 주식

you're done, you can't go anymore, my stocks

*probably saying his stocks can't fall anymore than it already has on the market LOL

전통적인 남편상은 무시

ignore the conventional husband image

*rhyme

나는 네 꿈을 열고 나왔어 귀엽게 이쑤시개로

i opened your dream cutely and came out with a toothpick

시계로 쓰지 내 허리

i use it on my waist as a watch

*he ended the first sentence and started the second using similar sounding words

억센 나의 머리털은 마치 Corgi, I'm hungry

my hair is strong like a Corgi's, i'm hungry

*rhyme

Full clip 아이디어를 장전하고

full clip, loaded with ideas

Normal한 척 인간처럼 일단 연기를 하죠

first, i have to act like a normal human

My dog she down, yeah

We from dog town, agh

Kick push 흰 스투시 티를 위로 올려

kick push, pull the white Stussy* shirt up

*Stussy is a popular brand of clothing

소리 내 이휘재씨 집 복도처럼

make a sound, just like the corridor of Lee Hwi Jae'*s house

*Lee Hwi Jae is a famous host in Korea who got into a scandal where his downstairs neighbour made a post complaining about the noise from his twin boys jumping around. the post went viral in Korea following his wife's apology, because it was slowly revealed via their social media content that unlike what was said in the apology, they did not control their kids and did not lay down any mats, even playing dodgeball and other sports indoors.

지긋지긋하게 찍어 발자국을, 이웃 out yeah

im getting tired of recording the footprints, neighbours out, yeah

기구한 운명이지만 난 내심 즐기고 있어 no cap

it's an unfortunate fate, but i'm enjoying it inside, no cap*

*no cap is slang for saying "no joke" or "im not lying"

You swearing no cap in my fucking head all day

내 목 뒤에 난 잔털도 다 의도됨

all the hairs on the back of my neck are on purpose

넷플릭스 추천 five foot two: gaga

Netflix recommends 'Five Foot Two: Gaga'*

*A 2017 documentary about American singer Lady Gaga

코스튬 벗어던진 성빈 2.0

Sungbin* 2.0 taking off his costume

*Im Sungbin is Beenzino's real name

공감 못하겠지만 내 viewpoint 는 underdog

you may not agree, but my viewpoint is underdog

두 팔 벌린 suicide door 네 눈빛 따사로워

your warm eyes, suicide door with 2 open arms*

*he 'died' in her arms (affectionately)

월요일 러시아워에 운전대처럼 굳은 날씬 다시 꽃을 풀었네

during Monday rush hour, you re-bloomed a flower that was as stiff as a steering wheel

You was like bloom, I'm happy as fuck

마치 파블로가 붓을 잡은 느낌을 조금 알듯 해

i kinda know how Pablo feels holding a brush now*

*Pablo Picasso is a world famous artist, painting masterpieces like Guernica, Les Demoiselles d'Avignon and more

죄책감 하나도 없이 옷을 입고 나와 햇빛 섭취

put on your clothes, come out and soak in the sunlight without any guilt

코앞이 봄, 그 앞엔 서머

spring around the corner, summer right in front of you

그 너머 가을, 겨울 눈이 오면 치워야지

the autumn and winter after that, i'll have to clean up when it snows

또 튀어 올라가 튀어 올라가 튀어 올라가

jump again, jump, jump

스프링 단 내 baby mama 튀어 올라가

spring, my sweet baby mama pops up

속눈썹 roll it up 튀어 올라가

roll it up eyelash, get up

난 깨어났지 그녀 옆에서 자다

i woke up next to her

실오라기 없어도 괜찮아

it's okay if you don't have a thread*

*this sentence means "it's okay if we're naked" because "no thread" in this case represents "no clothes" because without a thread, there can not be clothes

She smells so good, she's a Kiehls* lover

*Kiehls is a popular skincare, haircare & body care brand

양치질하고 싶어? 치약이 없나 봐

do you want to brush your teeth? oh, but you don't have toothpaste

시켰어 B 마트에서 좀만 기다려

i ordered some, wait for me at B-Mart

*B-Mart is an instant grocery delivery service where you can order groceries online

Give her stinky kiss*

*morning breath

#beenzino #nowitzki #khh #english trans #eng trans #english lyrics #eng lyrics #stefanie michova

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inner-solstice · 2 years

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Everyday I’m trying my best to stay on top of things. Everyday I do what I can to embrace the emotions of everything instead of burying down down down like how I did so much before….

My emotional state is like a roller coaster at times. I find myself completely happy and super free but then somehow, I think about things and get extremely depressed. I miss my home, I miss my bed, I miss being responsible for my own things with Ashley. I miss old town and I miss just having the freedom to be myself. Nowadays I can’t even go back downtown because of the memories…being there yesterday..shit, I threw up the whole way to Drew’s…the memories are so painful, and I’m so fearful of accidentally running into megan. I’m so fucking happy I got out while I still could. I really can’t imagine where I’d be if I didn’t get out. I know it’s going to take me a very long time to heal from it all. I’m much happier here than over there. If I had to choose, it would be here, every single time. Drew has been more than wonderful, practically begging me to stay with him every night haha. It’s nice to sleep in a bed with someone who genuinely does care. Megan really made me think that all of my friends were only there to sleep with me. Which is so extremely wrong. All of my friends have embraced me back into their arms. They have cried with me and helped so much. They are the people I should’ve never let her take away from me. It’s nice to lay with drew and have him hold me when I cry, when I laugh, when I sleep. I feel genuine care from him whereas I never had felt safe with megan in a very very long time. I…cry when I write that because I can’t believe I let her ruin me and my life so much… But anyways….I get sad knowing that things had to happen like this. This is a major lesson I had to learn for myself…

I’m stuck being bound to this lease still, which restricts me from finding a new place until the lease is up….I can’t even begin to describe how awful that is…I know her parents didn’t agree to be financially responsible for the lease as a replacement of me because they want me to suffer. They want me to take the fall if Tylo and megan absolutely ruin that apartment. It’s so awful, and my anxiety doesn’t ever get spared due to it all. I feel very much chained to these people still…funny how everyone absolutely annihilated and judged my behavior and they can’t even let me go out of pettiness. ironic actions…sighhhhh

what’s worse is that I do find myself missing her. I miss the person that was her in the beginning, the story that I found so beautiful, that I thought i could see again. I know she feels the same way about me…she wants the person I used to be too…

we really never gave each other the time to heal though. im sure my mistakes really harmed her, her mistakes definitely harmed me. They still are harming me pretty badly. Trying so hard to stay strong. I feel sick all of the time. It’s not as bad as before though. Im free and that’s all that matters. If I ever saw her again, I want to say everything would be okay but I genuinely think I would throw up with fear. Just thinking of going back to that apartment, being in her bed, her arms….nope nope nope. The truly sad part is leaving kiko with someone who never cared to clean his litter box or feed him. News flash: it’s extremely bad for cats and dogs to drink out of the same water bowl. I tried to say that but the only response was “ let winter drink water.” Jesus. Such gaslighting. I’d think Tylo as a vet tech would have that knowledge but I guess not. I actually cry more for kiko than everything else. I hope he’s okay…sweet precious baby…

my friends and family have supported me beautifully….when I’m not in my head, they do everything to keep me going. I have like 10 major plans going on for the end of this year that I know will absolutely change me. I’m proud of myself for getting this far, for surviving. I could be clamming up and isolating in the dark, but I’m encouraging to move forward, no matter how painful it is. It’s definitely been worth it. I hope it continues to stay worth it.

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tteokdoroki · 3 years

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## new match ! -> cherry bomb.

— re: katsuki bakugou.

— a/n: wereee hello hello my loves!! i know it’s been a while but im so happy to be back and writing, honestly this piece is very self indulgent to myself but even still i hope you can enjoy !!! i love you <3

— cw: smut, mdni 18+, daddy!kink, dumbification, blowjobs, handjobs, cum eating, bimbo!reader...shes really dumb lol, super needy, fem pronouns/bodied, implied threesome at the end mwahahaha.

— wc: 4K.

bakugou loves his girlfriend.

he thinks you're so very pretty.

in fact, everything about you is so very pretty. from the way your nose twitches on its own accord, to the snort you let out when you laugh to hard and the little flecks of stars in your galaxy eyes along with the way your glossy lips pout to him whenever something doesn’t go your way and you beg with your whole body for katsuki to fix it.

the blonde watches, bored from the passenger's seat of your car as you fix the layer of cherry red gloss against said lips— the shine of them under the afternoon sun ignites something hot within his chest. he remembers the shade, since he likes it so much. cherry bomb. snapping your compact shut, your eyes flutter over to your boyfriend’s, body leaning over the console as you whine. “ka’suki, ‘m i pretty? wanna look nice for eiji’s party,” your lips push outwards in a pout, eyes like a puppy dog.

he finds it pretty, how you rely on him for almost everything, like a single rose in his garden that needs tending to— needs nurturing to stay alive. he likes it how his opinion matters most to you in the world, how anything bakugou says invalidates anyone else’s word. maybe it’s bad that you let him make so many of your decisions, but he couldn’t care less— as long as you needed him to, he would.

there’s nothing but air between your doe eyes, thoughts of katsuki bouncing in your hollow head. so of course you needed him, who else would keep you out of trouble?

“‘course you are baby, y’always look pretty,” bakugou coos, playing right into your hands as you giggle and nudge his nose with your own— depriving him of a kiss so you don’t have to re-apply your gloss. your boyfriend shudders at the sweet scent of glace cherries, the ones painted across your smiling lips while his hands wander as much as they can over the dips and curves in your body. “‘specially for me,”

“really, suki? do ya promise?” you ask, voice akin to a babyish simper, double checking that bakugou meant his every word.

sometimes, the childish air to behaviour spiked annoyance in your boyfriend, but he couldn’t always be mad— you couldn’t help the way you were and he wouldn’t ask you to change. besides, your neediness for affection or attention and dependency on katsuki is what made him love you so much more. so with a roll of his eyes, in his own shade of cherry, he says “promise. wouldn’t have said it if i didn’t mean it, stupid,” he says roughly, loving how your face twists into an even bigger pout. “c’mere, gimme a kiss.”

with strong arms bakugou pulls you from the driver’s seat and into his lap, settling your thighs either side of his and pulling you flush to his chest. “no, you called me stupid!” you huff, pushing back on your boyfriend in the tight space of your car but big arms lock you down. “let go suki!”

a hand grabs at your baby cheeks, squeezing them between calloused fingerprints as bakugou pulls you in closer— catching a whiff of that cherry bomb lipgloss he loves so much. part of him wishes that he hadn’t seen you put it on, so that he could kiss you and guess which flavour had been spread across the surface of your lips like a fine oil paint on a blank canvas. the other half of him is just dying to get a taste of you.

“behave.” the blonde commands cooly, contrasting against his burning grip on all parts of your body like he owns you. your body ripples in tune with his voice, following his every move. your hips and thighs twitch underneath your strawberry print dress and a quiet whimper lays flat on your lips. “y’gonna let me kiss you now?”

you make a noise of no between the fingers that squish your cheeks, earning yourself a sigh of disappointment. “you’re gonna ruin my make-up for the party!”

bakugou clicks his tongue, face bored but eyes burning with fire. all he wants to do is kiss you, bite into the cherry plumpness to your lips and ravage you. but you wanna look pretty, you wanna go to the party and look like a pretty doll on his muscled arms. you wanna, you wanna. but he doesn’t care.

a thumb pulls down on your shiny bottom lip and your mouth follows the downward movement— opening up like a flower for your boyfriend to shove two fingers into and press down against your tongue. “don’cha think for a second ‘m gonna let you keep talkin’ back to me when you aren’t doin’ as you’re told, dummy.” bakugou reiterates his dominant presence over you, steeling his face as he begins to pump his fingers in and out of your hot, wet mouth.

he’s only just disappointed when your gloss doesn’t budge or smear over the areas surrounding your lips, but there’s not much too it when some of the gloss adds glitter in the form of crystals along the length of his digits. “why couldn’t y’just be good, hah? behave y’self ‘n give daddy fuckin’ a kiss?” bakugou scolds you even as your eyes water, he knows you hate getting in trouble— but it’s no one’s fault besides your own. your jaw slackens just a tad, head bobbing with the languid movements of katsuki’s fingers in and out of your mouth and he can’t even begin to string together the words to express how fucking sexy he finds the view. “we coulda been at the party by now, if you’da just kissed ya daddy ‘n put’cha gloss on after but no, you just love to misbehave.”

his words, which you’d call mean if your mouth hadn’t been so occupied with sucking on his fingers and rolling your tongue between them, make knots twist in your stomach and the crystals spill over your eyes— catching on the glass shine of your lips. your hips move on their own accord as if you weren’t being punished, grinding down hard against the stiffness growing in bakugou’s pants. your action only earns you a light tap to your cheek— stained with raindrops, gathering on your eyelashes.

“the fuck d’ya think you’re doin’, baby?” katsuki warns with a gruff hiss, cocking his head to the side and tilting his chin up to you. red rises like a blood tide against the blonde’s cheeks— he knows that you know there’s a strain in his pants from where his cock begins to tent and press between your slick folds covered up only by your stringy panties. as empty as your pretty little head is, you know every little thing that makes katsuki tick and what turns him on. a brainless little menace is what you are. “think y-you can have a cock even when you’ve been naughty?”

but then you shake your head, stilling your hips as you shake above your boyfriend— your warm cunt fluttering over his dick print in desperation. “n-no! ‘m trying to be good daddy... s’just that you’re really hard right now, doesn’t that hurt?”

katsuki realises then that your tears may not have been caused by the matter of getting in trouble, but more so for the reason of your precious daddy, your everything being in pain because of you. for a second, he debates on telling you otherwise, but relents— deciding to take advantage of how gullible you are.

so with a sleazy grin, the pads of his thumbs brush away at the tears left on the apples of your pudgy cheeks and coos up at you. “you’re right baby, s’hurtin’ daddy so so much, you gonna let him put his cock in yer mouth ‘n make it go away?” bakugou let’s the words slide across his wet tongue before he can stop them— his thoughts are hazy, way too caught up on your the image of your glossed lips wrapped around his cock just the way he likes.

“but k’suki!” there it is, your darling pout and the hypothetical stomp of your feet as if you’re a toddler throwing a tantrum. “you’ll ruin my gloss! you said it makes me pretty!”

“don’t care,” your boyfriend says breathlessly— already moving to recline his seat and pull it back— making room for him to force you to your knees. “want my dick in yer mouth ‘n yer gonna suck it. ‘cause y’not a brat right? you my good girl? my pretty girl?” his voice is condescending but shoots straight to your core just like he knew it would and before you can realise, you’re hanging onto bakugou’s every word, moving quickly to peel back his jeans and boxers— licking stripes up the rough fabric like a slobbering puppy.

“fuck, that’s it. so fuckin’ pretty. changed y’mind so fast ‘cause you like it when i talk naughty to you, don’t you baby?” katsuki’s chest heaves, dirty words hanging in the air of the car as it starts to grow hot and heavy with lust. you give bakugou a noncommittal grunt, watching with eager eyes as his cock springs free and his glistening tip smacks against the softness of his tummy.

red eyes roll to the back of his skull when your gentle fingertips smooth over his cockhead, a moan falls from between the blonde’s lips and all he can hear is you gasping when you play with the strings of his arousal— all he can feel is your warm hands playing with him, teasing him while you remain blissfully unaware. “you’re so hard katsuki, makes your cock look so much bigger!” your tongue sticks out against the swell of your cherry bomb lips in concentration, brows furrowed as you grip him at the base and squeeze.

bakugou barely holds back a choked moan, cursing under his breath from the simple action. “what? scared it won’t fit, baby?”

your gaze shoots up, no longer mesmerized by the precum oozing from your boyfriend’s tip and you almost look offended. “no, silly! my pussy’s a lot smaller than my mouth,” you argue, voice whiny. “and i’ve already taken you there!”

to prove your point, you jump right in and set yourself to work— placing sloppy chaste kisses to bakugou’s cock head before sliding most of his shaft into your hot, wet mouth. your tongue runs laps on swirls around him, jaw going slack as you push yourself to take all that you know you can. you’ve been trained so well, katsuki knows that, there isn’t a way you can’t make him cum and your mouth and hands always do the job. you let him stretch out your tight little throat in any which way he pleases, let him fuck you until your eyes are bleary and he’s cum so much the pink of your tongue is blocked out by white.

you're just so good like that, so eager like that. and here you are, yet again, letting him ruin your pretty face and your pretty glossed lips just to make him feel so fucking good.

bakugou pushes a hand through his sweaty blonde roots, crimson to match his eyes flooding his cheeks at the sight of you nestled between his tights— pushing yourself so far down on his cock that he can feel his tip hitting the back of your throat before you’ve even begun to bob your head. “s-silly fuckin’ me, eh?...how could i forget how good my little girl is when i fuck her throat?” the praise, like liquid gold on his lips makes you hum in appreciation and the vibrations shoot straight up to the top katsuki’s shaft— causing more of his arousal to leak in soft waves over your tongue. “let’s get a move on, yeah? don’ wanna be late to eiji’s party...won’t—fuck— get to show you off then,”

you wiggle on your knees to get comfortable, doe eyes, bright and focused on bakugou’s face before you slowly start to lift your head up and down—smearing your fruity red gloss along the length of his dick while you build up to your boyfriend’s favourite pace. addicting and sloppy, just how he likes it...where your saliva pools in excess over him your chin, where your gaze flickers up to him to check how he’s doing even though you know you make him feel like he’s stepping into heaven.

but can he really call it heaven when you act like a walking sin, using your free hands to cup his balls and squeeze, getting a feel for the weight of them and the load that’s soon to flood your mouth. you can’t be an angel if you’ve fallen from the skies just for katsuki bakugou— so perhaps you’re a siren with star struck eyes and glittery lips made to such his cock and his cock only. or maybe it’s that you were an angel and fell into his hands, ones that corrupted your bubblegum personality and empty head.

bakugou’s head empties too, especially when your tongue traces the veins on the underside of his cock. it’s a pathway to eve’s garden— you’d bite the apple if he told you to— you’d do anything that he told you to. his dick pulses, blood rushing to his sore tip and carrying small particles of lust through the rest of his body. the way your lips wrap around him, your throat swallows down his shaft— clears every ounce of logical thought in the blonde’s brain until all he can think about is the sticky prints of your lip gloss all over him.

the sight rattles his brain, causing sharp tongued words and slurred praises to drip down his chin and heat to spread across his chest. “fuck, fuck, fuck...you’re so good like this...so fucking good just like this,” katsuki snarls through gritted teeth, pupils blown wide and not an ounce of sanity written in the flecks of his eyes. he’s a mess and all you’d done is put on some gloss and kitten licked his dick. it should be a crime to get him as riled up as you do, with nothing more than your dumb little head and your pretty smile and the way you take cock like a champ.

bakugou feels almost angry at how easily you can break him, barely lifting a manicured nail— painted with shades of ruby and crimson and pink because the colours reminded you of him and his eyes. it shouldn’t be easy for a helpless, airheaded girl to ruin him like this and so he takes it out in you— grabbing the back of your head and shoving it down on him until he’s plugged your throat and you can’t fucking breathe.

that should teach you, that serves you right.

this is your punishment, choking and gagging on a fat cock is what you deserve for being so fucking pretty. for being all that katsuki bakugou could want wrapped up in one dumb little girl— and you’re all his, no one else’s and he refuses to share. crystallised tears catch on your eyelashes while bakugou makes a flesh light out of your throat, pumping his hips up and chasing the warmth of your mouth until you’re overwhelmed by his musk and his taste.

the sobs you let out vibrate against his shaft, mixing with the lewd garbles from where he tests your gag reflex— saliva and precum pouring from the corners of your mouth. “whatcha cryin’ for? surely not over yer fuckin’ lipgloss— oh shit...that’s a stupid fuckin’ reason to cry baby,” a sadistic tingle akin to the familiar tingle of pleasure spreads through his finger tips as he controls the bob of your head. your eyes start to cross from the lack of hair, hands slapping down on the blonde’s thigh in the need for oxygen to your ditzy brain. “y’too much of a big girl t’be a cry baby,”

katsuki pulls you up before the flames in his lower belly can grow any brighter and the knot that was twisting there comes undone. “ka’suki...you’re so mean!” you cry when you finally get the chance, his cock still twitching as you gasp for air, eyes bleary and throat raw from being fucked so hard. “couldn’t breathe…”

even though you complain, your hand is quick to replace what your mouth once covered— slicking up katsuki’s weighty girth with the slippery mixture of spit and arousal. you smile, oh your smile, it shines so bright and makes bakugou fall through all the reasons that he loves you. even if you barely have a thought in your mind, or you giggle more often than you speak and you depend on him way too much. he loves you, how good you are for him and how you please him.

“but’cha like me mean, don’t you baby?” a warm and rough hand cups your wet and ruined cheek, brushing away tracks of black and saltine glass drops.

“y-yes daddy, like it when you call me pretty too...” you mewl, flicking your wrist and concentrating on the way bakugou’s washboard abs ripple and a sheen covers his honey skin.

you could always tell when katsuki was right on the edge, every nerve ending in his body screaming for release. his hips follow your lead, dick sliding through your closed, wet fist— he barely clings to reality as his bright red tip bleeds waves of white over your knuckles. “mnnn, so fuckin’ pretty. always are in every way that i fuck you,” bakugou hisses through clench teeth, sweat lining his brow— his cock pulses in your grip like a dam ready to burst. he’s telling the truth, he’s always thought you were pretty no matter how you looked. with crimson fruit glossed up lips, a sleepy face, a babyish grin. you would always be pretty to him. “bein’ all sweet just t’make your daddy cum, huh?”

“mhmm,” you nod, sticking your tongue out flat to slap katsuki’s tip against it— moaning into the haziness of the car.

“there’s my girl, my naughty girl—holy fuck… you’re so good at this,” bakugou can’t help the dirty words that roll over his tongue, looking down at you through his lower lashes. “gonna cum, princess, can you take it? y’gonna take it? yeah you are. yeah you fuckin’ are.” is all he can say, while run the tip of your tongue up and and down the slit of his cockhead. “ooh shit, right there honey...right fucking there!”

bakugou can’t help the shivers and shakes that wrack his body when he finally cums, your lips quick to part around his tip as ropes of white pout into your mouth and spread across the plains of your pink tongue. he tastes like cherry lip gloss and salt, the flavour overwhelming you as you make out with his cock all the way through his high. katsuki is blind sighted for only a moment, new forms of technicolour filling the car as he grips right onto the door handle to bring himself back down from heaven to earth. he cums so much, flooding your mouth and smearing opaque white across you he seams and swell of your lips.

“f-fuck...fuuck baby, c’mere...come up ‘ere ‘n give daddy a fuckin’ kiss,” he manages to say, still working through the aftershocks of his orgasm before pulling you up into his lap. your boyfriend’s jeans are rough against your inner thighs, slick from how much he came and it’s enough to make a familiar wetness drips from your core. your panties seem to stick to the outlines of your cute cunt when bakugou grabs you by the throat, cool rings sinking into your molten flesh as you’re yanked into a searing kiss. his tongue dips into the pool of white held in your both— allowing him to taste himself as you sloppily kiss and strings of his orgasm messy both of your chins with white.

by the time you pull away, bakugou’s face is even worse for wear than your own— despite the fact that he’s made you cry and drool off all of your makeup. “ka’suki!! now your face is all ruined too!” you grin from ear to ear, swiping a thumb under his bottom lip to clean away the cum that’s gathered there, sucking it into your mouth after. “you ruined my gloss with your dick ‘n now i’ve ruined your lips with your cum!”

the blonde can’t help but kiss you through your giggles, chuckling at your outburst himself. “what can i say, princess?” bakugou hums, wrapping his big arms around your middle as you start grind yourself down on him like a bitch in heat yet again. insatiable, is what you were. insatiable and pretty. “love the taste of y’gloss mixed with my cum. b’sides, s’always better straight from this filth fuckin’ mouth of yours.”

his lips are on yours once again, before you have the chance to agree.

cherry bomb gloss always got bakugou worked up like this.

“eiji!”

you squeak and throw yourself into the redhead’s arms before he’s even had the chance to welcome you both to his party raging inside. bakugou stands behind you, both hands tucked into his pockets while he offers his best mate a smug grin.

in the end, bakugou had made sure to fuck you good after the earth shattering head you’d given him before heading over to kirishima’s— ultimately making you an hour late to the engament. he’d marked you to hell and back, pulled at every part of your flesh he could reach and had made you ride him until you could barely function and he’d filled you with at least two loads if his cum. the evidence was written all across your body and there was no way in hell bakugou was going to clean up the stickiness between your sweet thighs nor the mess on your face and the wildness to your appearance before you got here.

not when you looked like an angel, especially like this.

not when he had the opportunity to show off just how good he could fuck you to all of his friends.

and like always, you hadn’t questioned your boyfriend or given it a second thought. all you’d done is bat your eyelashes up and him and asked. “‘m i still pretty, suki?”

to which bakugou had replied. “always, princess,”

when kirishima pulls back, he almost groans at the sight of your bruised lips and caked, watered down mascara under your eyes along with the fresh reddish sparkle to your lips. “see you two finally made it,” he manages, shooting his gaze between yourself and katsuki. “it also, seems like you both had a lot of fun on the way over too, huh angel?”

“mhm! sorry we were late, suki wanted to fuck me right before we came! said i looked too pretty not to,” you giggle, shimmying in the grip of the sharp-toothed male. “think it’s ‘cause i wore my favourite lipgloss! you wanna try it too?”

bakugou grunts in approval from behind you, cutting through your babbles and patting your bum. if he were being honest, he wasn’t the slightest bit surprised by your enthusiasm and the fact that you were rearing to go— it was part of your dumb little charm. “jesus baby, y’still have all that energy after what i did to you?” he laughs, lost in your pretty smile when you turn back to face him and nod— arms still looped around kirishima’s neck. “go on, y‘can even give ei a kiss, show ‘im the reason why daddy fucked the gloss off of ya, anyways,” he adds onto the end, knowing this wouldn’t be the first or last time the two best friends had shared bakugou’s silly little girlfriend.

not that you minded though, you loved katsuki’s attention, especially the kind he gave you when you played with his friends. besides, he know that no matter who had their cock tucked into that snug pussy of yours or past those pretty cherry glossed lips— you would always be craving for him. for your katsuki bakugou.

nonetheless, and with a squeak you turn back to eijirou, practically bouncing with excitement. “can i? please eiji?”

“you better, little lady, since you both keep having fun without me,” comes kirishima’s response before he’s tugging the both of you inside and throwing you into the full swing of the party. you bound after him happily, your blonde boyfriend in tow as the three of you searching for a room to play in.

some place private, where you could show kirishima and bakugou the power of your classic cherry bomb lip gloss.

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mokutone · 2 years

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kiba for the ask game?? 🤍

kiba!!!

the reason he looks the way he does in this art will b explained below the cut sdhghsdgh

favorite thing about them — DOG THEMED NINJA!!! i LOVE dogs and so as a concept, i am thrilled by the idea of a dog themed ninja from a dog themed ninja clan. very cool very awesome!

least favorite thing about them —that said, i have some criticisms about Kishimoto's depictions of them. Clearly, the inuzuka eyes (huge whites of the eyes with narrow, slit irises/pupils) are meant to make them look more animalistic/feral, BUT. THAT SAID. dogs usually have huge and dark eyes!

so much so that one of the main ways to recognize if a dog is anxious is to see if they're showing "whale eye" or; if the whites of their eyes are surprisingly visible. the fact that Kiba's eyes are almost ALL whites, therefore, is. super annoying to me on a character design level. I think he should have big dark eyes like Yamato, with limited whites. thanks for coming to my ted talk, I know I'm unhinged. it's fine. its fine.

favorite line —I like when Tsume is proudly saying "Yeah, they must've run off when they saw how strong I was," during the pain attack, and Kiba's saying, under his breath: "I mean, that's definitely what happened with Dad..." LIKE. LMFAO. help.

brOTP — akamaru!!!! akamaru is his best friend and his dog and theyre so cute. did you know in the naruto fighting game, clash of ninja, if u play kiba akamaru just kind of...follows you around? like he's not fighting, he doesn't defend you. he's just like boredly following u around. sometimes he sits, or lays down. sometimes he stretches. i'm dying boy please save me. akamaru you coward get in the fight with me!

OTP —i don't care too much about this kind of thing, no opinion!

nOTP —i don't care too much about this kind of thing, no opinion!

random headcanon —I think he was able to smell weird fox on Naruto from the beginning. Weird vibes from that kid. When he found out Hinata had a crush on him he was like "LMFAOO WHAT...HIM? you like HIM???? he smells like a fox den after a forest fire. get better taste, christ. "

unpopular opinion —ok im gonna be annoying again. I think it's great that he communicates with Akamaru, but I think Akamaru should either be speaking (like Pakkun) or Kiba should be getting information from Akamaru that could reasonably be communicated thru dog body language??? but instead we've got a fucking. lassie situation. where Akamaru goes like "woof woof" and Kiba is like "youre so right, boy. despite there being no ethical consumption under capitalism we DO need those calories because tomorrow IS leg day and you've got four whole legs :/"

song i associate with them —Everything Reminds Me of My Dog by Jane Siberry

Smiling at strangers reminds me of my dog (Better let them know you're friendly) The way people dress reminds me too Pissing on their favorite tree Sad things remind me of my dog Cockroaches and other insects Reminds me too, don't eat them The blank expression of the little boy with thick glasses Who picks himself up from the sidewalk And stands there blinking in the sun Ho oh! If you remind me of my dog We'll probably git along— —little doggie Git along git along little doggie git a–

favorite picture of them

i love this one. i was recently watching the pain attack and kiba and his mother both entered a room at once, and he was riding on akamaru like a cowboy (LIKE THIS PICTURE) and his mother, tsume, fucking.

scuttled in on all fours. help???? i'm obsessed with her. i want to swear fealty to her. why did she scuttle in on all fours??? i love her so much. i think she should be hokage.

#yamswers #boathouse #kiba inuzuka

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Hey,may I request where nanami is my stepfather.

Y/n is a brat and always when she comes home from school she pulls up her skirt and unbuttons her shirt,and she likes to call nanami daddy with double meaning then he decides to punish her,Thank you!

Omg hiii ^_^ thanks for made me do this,I hope u like it,also im trying a diferrent theme so...

A/n: I try my best, but also this could have grammatical errors ;;;;;

Tags:Cervix hitting,Slight mind break,stepfather,stepdaughter, fake incest(?),Blowjob,big boobs,huge dick,cum inside,arms fetish,deepthroath,face fucked,vaginal sex,thight pussy,dirty talk,humillation,in 4,cheating,moral denigration,true love,degenerate,poor grammar,rough sex,dub-con,slaps,male domination,angry sex,gagging,crying,blackmail,Dilf,school uniform,urination,inflation,breeding,happy ending,deep,belly bulge,virgin,punishment,semi passed out,body fluids,pet behaviour,choking,smut,daddy kink.

Pairings:Nanami kento x F!reader

He looked different from any other men your mom dated.

"my name is nanami kento,nice to meet you y/n"

So handsome,

When you came home from university he was in his work suit without the jacket,he had folded his sleeves half way down his arms below his elbows,fuck,he looks so good his veins are marked and his hands are huge,long fingers,you could feel your pussy getting wet.

"y/n"

"Uh?"

"Your food is going to get cold,eat" said your stepfather.

"Yes,daddy" you smiled to yourself,crossing your legs.

Nanami just looked at you

It became a routine for you, seeing him all day long, you were so lucky, every day you had lunch together you were late on purpose so he could see you in the short skirt you wore with the long, tight stockings.

You loved that tired face and that look in his eyes. There were times when he cooked and when he did you hugged him from behind touching his belt or climbed on the table with a short denims.

Today you decided not to wear a bra, you arrived very late at night because you said you were going to a friend's house, the shirt you wore was see-through and tight, your mom wasn't paying attention to you because she was busy at the phone.

Nanami was staring at you, his toned arms were raised clenching his fist with his other hand.

He looked at your breasts, and looked up at you, you smiled innocently at him.

"Is something wrong, daddy?"

He sighed "I think I'll go to bed" he got up and left.

You were about to continue eating when your mom interrupted you.

"Daughter, I'm going out with some friends today, you know, don't tell your dad."

"What time will you be back?"

"Tomorrow at 12 pm"

This was your chance to be with him, you waited for her to leave so you can go to his room.

Before going to his room you changed into a long white shirt with no panties.

You went upstairs to, opened the door and he wasn't there, only the bed.

So you lay down, somewhat discouraged in nanami's place.

You woke up in the middle of the night because someone had turned on the room light.

"What, oh"

Nanami is there with his costume still on.

"Y/n, what are you doing?" he said firmly.

"I wanted to sleep here with you since mom left. Where were you?"

"I took your mother to the place she said she was going" as he closed the door to the room and took off his clothes.

He is so beautiful, his chiseled body and strong arms, long legs and big hands you are sure his whole hand was bigger than your face.

"Stop looking at me with that leering look of yours."

You smiled mischievously

"So you already know?"

"From the moment I saw you I knew, you're a whore."

"I didn't expect that, are you going to let me sleep with you?"

"You don't know what you're doing" he sat down next to you, you were still in your place.

He was wearing baggy gray pants and nothing else.

You spread your legs so he could see your wet pussy.

"You're such an asshole."

He ran his hands over your face, then he leaned in towards you.

"Once I start I'm not going to stop even if you tell me to, do you understand that?"

"Yes, daddy."

Then he climbed on top of you, kissing you very roughly, his tongue dancing inside your mouth, he knew what he was doing.

How am I supposed to put my dick inside her, I'm sure even my finger won't fit in there. Nanami think.

It was as if your stepfather wanted you to know how strong he was. He didn't even ask you,but he stuck 4 of his fingers inside you. It hurt, but you didn't want him to think you couldn't handle him.

He wouldn't take his mouth off yours, until he pulled his fingers out of you.

Your mascara ran, your lips were swollen and reddish and your eyes were crystallized.

He put his fingers inside your mouth.

"Lick them."

So you leaned your head back and began to do it, making lewd noises, he removed his fingers from your mouth, a trickle of saliva between them. He put your legs between his and started to pull down his pants, you didn't get to see the whole thing and you started to lick your mouth.

"It's not going in."

"You haven't seen it yet, how can you tell?"

"Are you stupid? I said it won't fit"

He was irritated and you could hear it in his voice.

You looked at him a little scared, he pulled up his pants, turned away from you and went to look for something in his closet.

While you were still trying to calm down.

"Shit, that wouldn't even fit in my mouth."

Nanami is furious with a belt in his hand.

He walks up to you and grabs you by the wrists tightly. "Don't ever talk to me like that again." He take off your shirt and he sat on the bed and pulled you onto his lap. "What are you doing?" you scream and he just smirk. "What you should have gotten a long time ago. A good old fashioned punishment. Are you going to act like a whore? Then you're going to be treated like one."

He ties the belt around your neck, closing the buckle on it.

As you kick your legs trying to get it off.

A part of you, however, is intrigued by what he is doing and doesn't want him to stop. "Stop moving bitch or I'll tie you to the bed."

You spit at him as he slaps your ass hard. You scream and squirm as he gives you several and you feel your ass turn red,burn and sore.

"Such a pretty shade of red." He murmur "Are you liking this?" He ask genuinely.

Your cheeks turn red. "You're doing fucking great." You gasp as the belt was choking you and he looks at you.

"I'll have fun with you tonight" you smile "Now let's start your punishment."

Did I hear that right? Start?

You drop your head as nanami gropes your ass.

"Good girl" he gives a few more swats on your hot ass before lifting you up next to him. " I've wanted this for so long. I just wanted to slap those silly punks and show them that you're mine,"

He mumbled before kissing you hard.

This was by far the best kiss of your life.

He removed the belt from your throat and you caught some breath,

until he grabbed you by the hair making you fall on the floor in 4, forcing you to stay in that position, you looked up to see a big bulge in his pants.

Nanami was pulling you by the hair towards his cock and you couldn't take your eyes off his bulge.

"What a slut I have as a daughter"

he lifts your face to the bulge and presses your head into it.

Fuck he smelled good, you felt like you were floating.

After that he pulls down his pants letting his cock out with a *plop*. It was big, long, veiny, with a curve and his head was big, standing up with a rock hard erection.

There's no way it's going in my mouth.

He strokes your lips with the head of his cock, you only have eyes on his cock.

He slaps you hard on the face.

"Don't take your eyes off my face."

as he knows how degrading this is and wants to make sure you don't try to hide. He keeps slapping you across the face as he stares into your eyes making sure we maintain contact,your cheeks were already red. Then he puts his cock back in your mouth,

"Don't ever look away again."

he starts to fuck your mouth hard. His cock was going in a back and forth motion the tip was not hitting your uvula, you can feel his precum on the tip of his cock as he continues to enter your mouth, a few more inches, with each thrust he was forcing more into your throat now he keeps his cock inside now as you start to choke and cry and try to pull back, he grabs you by the hair and forces you to stay still, you felt as if your jaw was going to open sucking such a cock then he pulls back and slaps your face hard with his hand.

"I thought I told you not to take your eyes off me, you can't even follow an order that easy" you hear as he gives you another slap and pushes his cock back inside you.

It makes him harder as you try to take his cock.

Your mind was dizzy you feel drool and saliva dripping down your chin as his rhythm quickens and you feel confused.

"Your pussy fluids are making a puddle on the floor y/n, like a dog"

you can't do anything but get aroused as his deep, panting voice couldn't be sexier. Feeling his hand holding you tightly and he continues to fuck your face as the tears fall to join all the drool.

You were wondering how long you had been with him since mom left, your knees were sore, your neck and jaw hurt. When he was about to cum?, your mouth could no longer contain his cock.

He let go of your hair and placed both his hands on your head. And you were you right, they were bigger than your face. He started to fuck your mouth even harder which made you kick and scream with his cock in your mouth, he ignored this and continued as if nothing happened, he let out a moan and pushed back on your head and you could feel the sweat on his pelvis with the tip of your nose, He pushed harder so that his cock filled your throat, the tip was no longer hitting your uvula, it was touching your esophagus.

Nanami dropped all his cum down your throat,with a slight moan,every drop of hot cum filling your mouth, but he still wouldn't take his cock out of your mouth.

"If you waste a drop, I won't do this with you again."

He pulled his cock out of your mouth and you watched as every centimeter slipped away.

With your body trembling, you tilt your head back trying to swallow all his cum, you know big cock means big balls.

Gagging noises came out of your throat as you finally swallowed all of his cum, he grabbed you by the neck and opened your mouth wide open, he wanted to make sure you weren't lying.

He picked you up off the floor and threw you on the bed. Your dripping hole didn't hold on to anything and you kept trying to sit up but ended up squirming like a helpless animal, but with no luck. That only made him hornier. He kissed you placing his legs between yours.

"I think you're ready now."

the wet tip found your tight hole and tried to push in, but you squeezed your hole as tight as you could, refusing to give access come on, it's big but you wanted so badly to fight one more time.

He grunted in annoyance, Use his powerful hands to grab the bottom of both your thighs, holding you open and still for him. You didn't want to pull back and without a second thought, you tried to wrap your arms around his neck as he held you over his lap with his hands gripping the back of your knees. He held you painfully open and you couldn't hold yourself tight any longer with the slick lips of your pussy opening before him and his hard cock.

. He was so strong that he held you casually with the strength of his arms without flinching one bit, and then his cock, hot and slippery began to enter you.

Your eyes widened and you shuddered uncontrollably, feeling his hot breath against your ear and cheek. You moaned loudly and as he slid deeper into your entrance, slipping between your tight walls, there was no way you could contain the primal moan that escaped you.

"No! A-Aaaah! What are you... doing to me? It feels good."

"You asked for this didn't you?" you already sounded shattered, he's hulking you clawed at his back and squirmed. His cock was wiggling like crazy inside your tight, soaking wet hole, pulling it out and pushing it back in from slapping against your cervix. It felt like a living creature all by itself. He let out moans and began to gyrate your hips, moving you any way he pleased and thrusting his veiny member in and out of you, simply pushing it back and forth from his pelvis.

He moaned in pleasure, the noise sounded somewhat strange to you. "I'm getting you ready for my seed, you silly girl."

" I'm really surprised. I thought your inside would be as soft as your outside. But ooo, oh..." He pushed the tapered tip to the hilt, the big head stroking and wiggling against your sensitive cervix, curling up to thrust hard into your sweet bundle of nerves, making you let out a long moan.

"You are much, much softer here. My daughter is so soft and pliable." You sighed in new ecstasy. You never got to enjoy degenerate pleasures like fucking and breeding.

The morbid pleasure coming off you was sweet but the gestures you made was too much for him,The aroma of your pussy juice dripping on his cock,he put his fingers inside you even with his cock inside you just to taste your juices,it was the closest thing to the taste of heavenly nectar.

At this action you just collapsed on the bed,his cock in your pussy pushed faster and swirled quickly inside you. Nanami's fingers rubbed and stroked your clit expertly and the crushing noises of his cock against your pussy grew louder as you grew wetter.

Tears rolled down your hot cheek, you began to feel that familiar tug at your core, forcing your walls to shudder around it. "I... I'm.... . C-..." Your words sounded choked, he began to choke you. Before you knew it, a blast of numbing euphoria crashed into you, spreading from your fucking pussy, through your legs and down to your toes .Your body relaxed and you were just breathing hard trying to catch your breath. "Hey" he says and you feel a hand grab a fistful of your hair to pull your head back wildly, making you scream in pain and surprise.

"Do you think we're done, Pet?" positioning his thumb on your lower lip. "My little bitch has to be thoroughly tamed. Your pathetic naughty little hole has yet to be molded and shaped by my desire. You are still too tight for what I want to do to you."

You were confused, even feeling a little scared again because you had just experienced the orgasm of all orgasms, nothing that masturbation or toys could experience, and yet somehow, Fuck, being with your stepfather was a sinful nightmare, but he was doing it so well.

Kento turned you over and lifted your ass. He bent down and approached your ear, moving your hair to the other side.

"Y/n?"

"y..yes daddy."

"You were virgin?"

Sobbing you tried to form a word and nanami's arm was around your neck.

"Yes, I was"

He kissed your cheek happy to be the first man to be inside you.

He turned you around and spread your legs. Your battered hole couldn't take it anymore and you struggled to close your legs gently but nanami squeezed the slits near your pelvis to open them wide again. He spit on his penis to lubricate it and masturbate before entering you. The sight of that was enough to give anyone a fucking heart attack.

You sobbed, and shook your head at him. "No, wait, don't come in," you pleaded.

"You already take it, of course you can now"

He made sure your legs were spread wide enough for him, he started by slowly pushing his head in once he entered, and with a push of his cock and a pull of your hips with his hands, his huge cock thrust into your pussy.

You screamed, there were no words to describe the feeling, it was too good, too much for your little pussy. You felt too stuffed, the pleasure was scorching. Nanami pulled your body down on his cock until the head slammed into your cervix, filling every nook and cranny of your defeated pussy. Nanami felt your wetness and heat envelop him completely. He let out a long, drawn out moan that echoed in your ear, taking a moment to savor the initial act of suddenly filling your Pet. Tears began to stream down your face unable to hold them back any longer. Your soft pussy was forced to hold it back, the lips of your cunt stretched to the limit to embrace and squeeze.

Nanami could not believe that the fragile form of a small, pretty stepdaughter could pleasure him in this way. He knew he was becoming addicted.

He pulled out until only the head was trapped inside you and thrust in again. The large mass at the tip of his head, a very faint but visible lump rose up and formed in your belly from your the area under your stomach. You could do nothing but feel his dick move and stroke you and, without warning, he moved forward, reaching deeper, causing your bladder to feel stimulated and urine a little on his penis, wetting it.

He pushed his entire cock inside you one more time.

"I'm going to come inside your uterus, y/n," sharply his own thrusts became louder as he tried to force as much of his cock into your pussy as possible,

"about to cum?, I can feel your pussy, you like my cock hitting your cervix, don't you honey?"

"goddammit,please daddy" his pelvis pounding your ass so brutally you wondered if there would be bruises, "are you going to cum, what a greedy pussy. I'm going to cum, fuck, what a tight pus..sy."

His thrusts were so deep that you could feel the semen shooting out of him.

The tip of his penis was able to open your cervix a little, he wasn't lying when he said he was going to cum in your uterus.

You could feel the semen shooting into your loins, mixing with the copious amounts of your fluids and sloshing around. You felt as if he was in your stomach, as if his cock had unloaded a load of cum directly into your belly and the pressure was immense. You screamed, your nails digging back into Nanami's chest as he groaned,your softened at the orgasm.

He pulled his length out of your pussy,and contemplated what he did.

"Wow, what a mess."

"D-daddy, ," you said with your last breaths.

He lay down next to you kissing your forehead. "You did great,baby"as he looked at you with a warm smile.

Your body was already tired, you just fell asleep with a smile on your face.

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