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jojomiwbvb6 · 3 months

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The Shower Scene, Part 3

Part 1 / Part 2

Warnings: this is a work of fiction. smut (18+) MDNI, NSFW. Sexting, Sexual Tendencies, Swearing, Degradation, Brat Taming

Author's Note: bet your ass I'm destroying you all. Links coming soon. Part 4 will be "cumming" soon.

You sat backstage with your head against the wall. Another workday, another city. You were left in the dim light, alone with your thoughts and the screaming of the crowd and the loud thrums of guitar through the heavy speakers.

Only the thoughts of yours and Noah's secret situation would return to your mind.

You haven't been able to hide the straining tension and the absolute cravings for him you have in the dark.

Noah noticed you eyeballing him one day on the bus. You quickly looked away, but the damage had been done. Every time you turned around, Noah took advantage of teasing and taunting you from as far away as possible.

He would give you the hottest glares, then turn away with a completely different expression as soon as he did. He'd smirk at you and bite his lip, turning his head to smolder you.

When no one was looking, he winked at you and curled his fingers in the air. When Jolly looked towards him, he changed his expression and quickly dropped his hands.

You were so sick and crazy over it but you tried to hide it.

A week or two went by, only a few little chances to interact with Noah completely went by with no opportunity to touch or even get a secret word in. You hadn't had a moment alone with him at all.

Ever since that night in the bathroom on the bus, you ached to know just what he'd do if you teased him again. He was teasing you with his glares and gestures. Noah knew exactly how he was making you feel, and you knew it.

The next tour week was coming up, with one day off in Atlanta, Georgia. But that off day was 5 days away-- a wait you weren't sure you could handle, if Noah even decided to spend it with you.

"Hey, (Y/N). You good out here? Why are you by yourself?" Bryan peaked out at you from the stage entry.

"Oh, just enjoying a moment of peace before the chaos." You shrug.

"Alright. Just making sure everything's cool," he softly smiled and returned to the side stage, resuming collecting pictures.

In your bunk that night, you lie awake, staring at the ceiling not so far from your face. You scroll through your phone, noticing a snap from a few people, Noah being one, sent a half hour ago.

Biting your lip with excitement, you wonder what it is. You open the Snapchat.

Noah laying in his bunk, furrowing his eyebrows and squinting at the camera. The picture looks so normal, yet so delicious. Every time he made that face, it flipped a switch in you. You weren't sure if the picture was only for you. Still, your eyes devoured the photo.

You looked away at the ceiling again, closing the snap. An idea pops into your head, filthy and obscene. Should you? You weren't sure, but you knew that it would get the reaction you craved so desperately.

You can't help but smirk and your stomach flips. Convinced of your plan, you get up quietly from your bunk, pads of your feet hitting the cold bus floor.

You walk out of the bunk area and to the same bathroom Noah had you panting and soaked to the bone several nights previously. As the door shuts behind you, you rest against the door and breathe deeply, anxious at what you're about to do.

You look at yourself in the mirror, fixing your hair. You bite your lip, testing how you look.

Deciding you are ready, you slip out of your top and the bralette you wore. You caressed your breasts and teased your nipples until they were taut and pointed. Pulling up your phone's camera, you snapped a few different pictures.

Excitement pulsed through you, ready to throw Noah through a struggle until the end of the week.

Pulling down your pajama pants, you angle the camera at just the right angle to make your ass look fat and juicy, just to make Noah want to take a bite of you.

At every thought of what Noah was going to get to see, your panties are wet and you're aching. Just because of this, you turn around and angle the camera at your covered pussy, throwing your hand on your thigh. Snap, picture.

Taking your underwear off, you take a shot from the back and from the front. And another of your whole naked body.

You get dressed again, and return to your bunk quietly.

Looking through the pictures, excitement rolls through you. You sort through them, deleting ones you don't like and picking from the ones you do.

As you're looking, you decide on the least hot one, of your tits. A slow burn, you decide.

You move to the chat box on Snapchat with Noah. You didn't think he'd be awake. Opening your gallery and clicking on that one photo, your stomach flips and you press send.

Your eyes close and you pass out, bus rocking you to sleep with the bumps in the road.

You wake up to voices and movement. Your curtain is ripped open and you squint hard.

"Wake up, (Y/L/N)! We are late to the venue. Get dressed and ready to load-in asap." Jolly says to you.

"Aye-aye, Captain Karlsson." You mumble, stumbling out of bed and to the bathroom.

You check your phone momentarily while you get yourself awake. Notifications popping up on the screen. One notification stands out to you: Noah Sebastian, with the yellow ghost on the side.

Your heart does a flip along with your stomach and you grip the sink and hold your breath. You race to unlock it and open the snap. It's a chat. If it's possible to get more nervous, you do.

Your finger hovers over the button, scared to see what it says. You slowly swipe to open the chat. You see that he's saved the photo.

There's one sentence below that:

You're playing a dangerous game, princess.

You gasp, locking your phone. Your teeth sink into your lip.

A sharp rap comes to the bathroom door. "Get outta there, some of us gotta piss!"

"S-sorry!" You stutter and fling open the door to a grumpy Matt.

Exiting the bathroom, you spot Noah getting off the bus. Of course you missed him again.

Once again, the day repeats itself with high tension and hard work. The brutal day exhausts you, rushing to make everything work and on time.

Noah is nowhere to be found around you today, socializing with everyone else.

In-between sets, you're setting up the stage with your fellow crew. In the few moments before Bad Omens approaches the stage and your feet have left it, you're opening your phone back up and Noah's chat. You open the gallery, smirking to yourself, and you select your next choice: your pretty panties on display with your ass all up in the camera. Holding your breath again, you click send.

It takes several minutes. The stage music begins to play, and you know that they're about to go on. The blue arrow turns white and you know he's seeing it. You see "typing..." Pop up next to his name and you hold your breath.

Swiping, you see his bitmoji peeking from the bottom. His message pops up and a few seconds later you hear the crowd screeching. He saved this photo too.

You're gonna fucking regret this, you dirty little girl.

You suppress a moan. You fucking hope so.

You run around backstage as needed. One requiring that you assess a problem with a cable processing a cab that wasn't functioning properly. On stage, Noah's eyes catch yours.

He holds the eye contact, breaking your focus from your work momentarily. He looks so wild and tortured when he looks at you. He wants to tear you to pieces and you can feel it in your gut.

When you go backstage, you send the next picture unmercilessly, excited to enrage him further. You fantasize about how hard you're gonna get him.

You finish the night on the bus couch. You look at your Snapchat, Noah not opening your snap yet. You huff anxiously.

Noah enters the bus with Ruffilo, laughing about something. His eyes land dangerously on you. You have a feeling he has plans for you. Sitting down on the opposite couch, he glares at you hotly and opens his phone. Your core aches.

You see the light flash in his face. You watch your phone for the confirmation of your message being opened, stomach flipping. You see the blue arrow fade to white again. Looking up, you make eye contact with a Noah who is clearly hiding his expression. Danger glints in his eyes. He goes to his phone, typing furiously, brows furrowed.

You dirty fucking girl. You think you're gonna get away with this? Right in front of my friends? I'm gonna make you regret every fucking second when I get my hands on you.

You look up at his hungry eyes. He has a hint of anger on his face that makes you so wet. You bite your lip at him and bat your eyes. You smirk. You see his fist clench. He's about to stand, when Folio requests his help.

Noah sighs quietly. "Sure," he says.

A new message from Noah.

This isn't over.

You text back. Oh, Noah, you have no idea.

Over the next few days, you keep the pictures flowing into his inbox. He kept threatening your demise, even sending a hot picture of his chest and a little smirk playing on his mouth with a hot pressure in his sweats.

You saved it, just for your eyes.

"God, Noah," you mumbled to yourself.

Finding the last picture, of your complete open pussy and breasts sitting perfectly perky on your chest, you send it straight to Noah.

From your bunk, you can hear Noah groan and turn it into a yawn. A message pops up on your phone.

This is the last fucking straw. What a fucking slut you are. All for me. I'm gonna ravage your little cunt and leave you bruised and used just like you're begging me to.

You almost moan out loud, gasping and soaking yourself.

I double dare you to try.

You taunt him, trying to get his animalistic nature to come out.

You're about to get on my bad side, naughty girl.

Give it all to me, baby. You say back.

Careful what you fucking wish for.

#noah sebastian #bad omens #noah sebastian x reader #bad omens cult #noah sebastian smut #jolly karlsson #matt dierkes #nick folio #nicholas ruffilo #slow burn #gimme that dick #The Shower Scene Noah

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poppy-in-the-woods · 1 month

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Sneak Peek

Plot: Inspired by this post. Set during the lockdown, Noah's been ignoring you, and you're gonna make him pay.

Pairing: Noah x Female Reader

Word Count: 1534

Rating: Mature/Explicit

Tags: smut, teasing, sexting, oral (male receiving), double penetration, anal sex, somewhat public sex/exhibitionism.

Author's note: Some of you said you wanted a story about that idea, and before I knew what was happening, my fingers were furiously typing, and this is the result. Hope you enjoy it!

2020, the year the world came to a halt. You and your boyfriend, Noah, were trapped inside your shared apartment, and it was beginning to get kind of boring. There’s only so much stuff you can do inside before it gets repetitive. Even sex had started to get kind of predictable and uninteresting.

Lately, he had taken to streaming on Twitch, so that night, while he was streaming, you were on the living room, browsing the web on your laptop, desperately searching for a way to spice up your bedroom life. Then you found an article that seemed helpful and elaborated a plan.

Step one: buying some new risqué lingerie.

Step two: acquiring a new toy.

Step three: wait until they arrive and put on a show for him while he’s streaming.

Step four: success?

You managed to keep the packages a secret from him after they arrived, even when you had to thoroughly clean and disinfect the items, and wait a week after that so you could use them.

That evening he wasn’t looking at you. He hadn’t been looking at you for a while now, but you were going to make sure he’d look.

Noah had been streaming for half and hour now when he got the first text from you. Glancing at the screen he saw what you had written:

Babe [19:40]: I’m horny, come here.

He trailed off what he was saying while typing a response.

You [19:41]: I can’t, I’m streaming.

You didn’t stop at that, though, and he had to pause while going back and forth with you for a couple more messages.

Babe [19:43]: ☹ Pretty please? ☹

You [19:43]: I can’t right now.

Babe [19:45]: Your loss then.

He didn’t receive another message for ten minutes. The next one was a picture of your cleavage in a sexy red bra he was sure he hadn’t seen before. He smiled and pressed his lips together, but didn’t respond. He continued the stream as if nothing happened, though the picture was still on the back of his mind, like a splinter.

“No reply, bitch? Then it’s game on”, you said to yourself.

You snapped a few pictures in quick succession: a full body shot that showed your new lingerie set, one without the bra and completely nude.

You sent them, but he didn’t respond, and he didn’t even open the last message. Time to bring out the big guns.

Noah shifted uncomfortably on his chair. The increasingly sexy pictures you were sending were starting to make concentrating on the conversation pretty difficult. He didn’t open the last message, imagining what you would send next. He understood himself well enough to know that if he opened it, he wouldn’t be able to restrain himself, and he couldn’t leave his friends hanging now that the Mario Kart game was on, could he? No, sir, he was a man of his word and he was committed to finish.

But when his phone started buzzing insistently, he lost on purpose to look at it.

The nude picture wasn’t the worst (or was it the best?) you had for him in store.

Babe [20:23]: Wanna see my new boyfriend? Since you don’t pay any attention to me anymore, I had to get him.

The next message was a picture of a pretty realistic dildo, with a water bottle next to it, just for scale. Noah was a big guy, but that thing seemed bigger.

Babe [20:25]: How shall I name him? Noah II?

Next picture was the dildo, nested between your breasts, your tongue darting out to lick the tip.

He covered his mouth, stifling the unholy sound that was threatening to come out of his lips, shifting again on his chair. You surely had caught his attention, and he was starting to get hard. A new subscription popped in, distracting him. He lifted his eyes from the phone to look at it. The robotic voice read it before he could stop it:

UnsatisfiedGirlfriend06: Look at your phone, you coward.

And then, right after, a donation of ten dollars:

UnsatisfiedGirlfriend06: I dare you to ignore that. I double dare you. Bitch.

He looked at his phone. A new message had arrived. It was a video this time. No sound, just a close-up of your glistening pussy being penetrated by the dildo, going in and out, in and out, your fingers caressing your clit. Noah’s cock twitched in his pants, fully hard now. A new message popped in:

Babe [20:33]: Think you would be able to fill another hole? Or should I get another replacement for you?

He furiously typed a reply. If you wanted to play, he was going to play.

Your phone dinged.

Prettyface [20:35]: Replacement? Ha! You wish. Come here right now, and don’t forget to bring your new friend with you.

You looked at your laptop, with Twitch open on his streaming. It was still going on.

You [20:36]: But you’re still on streaming.

Prettyface [20:37]: Who’s the coward now?

You bit your lip hesitantly, looking at your laptop again. The camera showed that the door was not inside the frame, you just had to be sneaky and nobody would know you were there.

Noah didn’t turn around when he felt the door opening, but he backed his chair up a bit, opening some space under the desk. You crawled up to him, getting in that space. He pretended to drop his phone.

“Just a second, guys”, he said. Bending over, he put his face mere inches to yours. “You’ve been a very naughty girl”, he whispered. “To make up for it, you’re gonna suck me off while riding your new toy. And don’t you dare touch yourself or make a sound. Understood?” You eagerly nodded. “Good.”

He straightened himself, phone in hand, and left in on the desk. He lowered the seat and shifted once more, facilitating you pulling his pants and underwear down. His cock was already leaking some pre-cum, angry that it had been teased for so long.

You positioned yourself, guiding the toy back in your cunt, and once it was fully inside you, you took your boyfriend’s cock in your mouth, watching intently at how he reacted. Noah pressed his lips together, muffling a moan.

You kept sucking him, bouncing on the toy, using a hand to stimulate the rest of his shaft, and the other on his thigh to steady yourself. Thank god for microphones that filtered the unwanted noise, because even you were being quiet, there were still some sounds you couldn’t avoid producing, like the wet sound of your mouth over him, or the faint slaps every time you snapped your hips.

He abruptly closed the stream when he was about to cum. One of his hands flew to your head, keeping you in place while he came down your throat with a loud moan he was unable to suppress.

“Happy now?” he asked, still panting.

“Not yet. This was only a sneak peek”, you said, smiling. “I also bought a harness”, you informed him.

“What?” he said, confused.

“For Noah II. You always say you wished you had another cock to fuck my ass at the same time. Now you have it”, you explained.

He reopened the stream, acting like his Internet connection failed. He apologized to his friends, but said he was tired and was going to leave it there for the day.

He took your hand, helping you up and led you to the bedroom, where he proceeded to fuck you nice and hard doggy style, just like you wanted. Having him filling you up like that, in two holes at the same time, was a weird, albeit exciting, new feeling. Not so long after, your orgasm hit you harder than a demolition ball, leaving you exhausted. Noah still thrust a bit more, until he reached the climax too. You collapsed on the bed as soon as he was out of you.

“Okay, Noah II can stay”, he said, his breathing still shallow, his chest still rising rapidly, while lying next to you. “But don’t you ever dare to pull a stunt like that on me again.”

“Don’t ignore me for days at a time, and I won’t feel the need to”, you pointed out.

“Yeah, you’re right. This is pretty much my fault. I am sorry, babe, but I see you now”, he promised you.

“You better see me after what we just did”, you joked. You could almost still feel him inside you, like the ghost of a sensation.

“What about we shower, we clean everything, put on new sheets and go to bed early?” he suggested. “I want us to cuddle for a bit before sleeping.”

“Deal.”

“By the way, you looked so beautiful while I was fucking you, but next time I want to see your face, ok? The dildo goes in your ass, that way I can be on top” he whispered into your ear, once you were under the sheets again and his arm was around your rib cage, hand possessively grabbing one of your boobs.

“Missionary+!” you joked. “Fine by me, you know I love to see your pretty face while you come.”

“Same, babe, same.”

#poppy writes #noah sebastian x reader #noah sebastian smut #noah sebastian fanfiction #noah sebastian fic #noah sebastian fanfic #bad omens fic #noah sebastian

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stupidfuckingwindow · 4 months

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One NSFW hc for (almost) every character // Part one

Notes: This was my attempt at a solution for writer's block. Let's hope it worked. Also I will NOT be writing a headcanon for Jerry later on because he was a real guy and that feels.. Weird.

Word count: 789

Richard Haywood

Absolute whore at every turn or time. Oh, you're away and in class, not paying attention to your phone? Well, look at that. There's an unsolicited dick pic from Richard's contact. That, or you and whoever you're showing something to is getting an eyeful of sexts that are meant to piss you off. That, or you're going to hear all about when he snuck off to go fuck either Justin or some random girl, all to get you jealous. When pissed off during an argument, Richard probably will grab you by the throat or shoulders and lick your face out of some strange, gay little impulse. What a weirdo.

Henry Letham

A lot of painplay with Henry is expected. He'll often cry during sex and needs both a cigarette and a minute to himself. By the time you come back to check on him with a warm rag and towel, he's quiet and there's another burn to his skin. It isn't that Henry hates the touch or attention- He's just overwhelmed at sudden want and tends to overthink things. Henry often backs himself into a corner on accident, and a bit of reassurance is all that's needed to help him, even if it seems like he's not listening or doesn't respond. Henry tends to remember every little thing about you and what you do, keeping it in mind for if he ever needs that information again. Severe thigh kink. Likes fucking your thighs, painting them, and touching them. Looks yummy in thigh highs as well.

Officer K

Considering that he's a robot, there's so much potential here. His dick vibrates, for one, and his cum is just neon colored lube. It takes a little while for him to get hard, and a fuck ton of stimulation is going to be needed. K also prefers sleepy sex, being able to hold you and have his cock warmed while the two of you just quietly unwind in one another's presence. He also enjoys long, hot showers with you for the same reason of getting to relax and being able to feel you close to him. You'll often cockwarm him while he works, especially when you're both not feeling particularly up to actually fucking. Sex with K is rare, and when it does ever happen, he takes his time.

Colt Seavers

Thick, tall, and heavy. Hoooh boy, Colt is big. He's muscular in his arms and thighs, with a belly and hip dips. Colt has a lot of hair, as well, and you best believe it's long and messy. He's so warm. Colt also has to eat a lot to maintain his energy, and his metabolism is high. He's the one who introduced food play into the bedroom, liking how it combined many of his interests. Colt loves it when you ride him. He knows he barely fits, and foreplay is always needed before anything happens between the two of you. Sex usually ends in him getting overly excited and a little rough. Colt falls asleep pretty quickly afterwards, and needs a little help staying awake long enough for Aftercare.

Noah Calhoun

Smells like pine, tree sap, and sawdust. Expect long, slow, and sleepy sex on the couch with a blanket thrown over the two of you. He usually does this with you late at night or in the afternoon, when neither of you have responsibilities. He likes moving your hips while you bury your face in his neck. That, or fucking you to sleep until he's too tired to keep going. Constantly touching you, whether that be your hips or tracing patterns into your skin or simply holding you. Noah likes feeling strong, and often carries you around the house for fun all while making excuses. The floor’s too cold for your feet, you'll freeze to death! even though it's hot as hell outside. Also makes excuses to take care of you at all times. You're getting his god awful ‘random things found in the fridge’ soup when sick whether you like it or not.

Julian Thompson

Number one bondage fan right here. Julian likes the restraint put upon either you, or himself. He feels safe when you tie him up, and revels in the rare control he can get when you're tied up instead. It's a common joke that Julian sits in the corner and stays quiet, but the cuck chair was made for him. You're usually tying him to the chair while he watches you touch yourself, or touching him while he's restrained. Julian also isn't opposed to you leaving him with just a vibrator for hours at a time, as well as having a cock cage outside of the bedroom. He feels secure whenever he's restrained.

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twyftwyt · 5 months

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spicy Noah head canons, cause I got a few asks about writing some ✨

1. edges you until you’re crying and begging

2. has a size kink for sure; loves pinning you down, his entire body covering yours, flipping you to change positions, firmly holding you in place when you try to squirm away and loves when you look up at him

3. definitely an experienced dirty talker; will text you with other people in the room just to make you feel hot and bothered and uncomfortable; loves watching how your expression changes when you read his sexts and how you squirm in your seat

4. he’s a 6’3’ dude covered head to toe in tattoos, makes heavy and dark, brooding music, spits during *that* part of dethrone and whatnot, so I can guarantee you that he will do DISGUSTING, UNSPEAKABLE things to you during sex; you won’t even be able to look at each other once you’re done, the type of sex that makes you wanna not speak to your partner for a few minutes after you finish

5. will play fight with you just so he can overpower you

6. an ASS and BOOBS man; he likes both and i just know he likes playing with either when he’s bored

7. very calm but can and will definitely put you in your place if you play too much

8. will not fuck you before a show, but definitely after; something about coming down after dethrone, still riding that high, having that rush of energy and aggression; will shove you in one of those little dressing rooms, bend you over and bottom out; will be very animalistic about it too

9. will “accidentally” put a finger inside while cuddling you, because he can’t just have your ass propped against him and not take advantage of it

#noah sebastian #bad omens #bad omens cult #noah sebastian headcanons

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malice-ov-mercy · 10 days

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Dirty Boy

Pretty Boy

Pairing: Noah Sebastian x Will Ramos

Content Warnings: 18+, phone sex, mutual masturbation, humiliation (?), sext

A/N: This was supposed to be Good Boy, but… well.. I once again lost track of my original idea. Expect a third part at some point.

Word Count: 2.2k

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Weeks went by without so much as a ‘hello’ from Noah; when they did talk, it was short and bittersweet, leaving Will wanting more.

Despite his efforts, Will couldn’t erase that night from his mind. Countless nights were spent with it replaying. He could still feel the knife at his throat, the hands freely roaming his chest and fingers wrapping around his cock. On the more vivid nights, he could still taste Noah and feel the weight of him on his tongue. The mask he left behind sat on his bedside table, his cologne still lingering in the fabric.

Will wondered if Noah would shower him in praise or scold him for his salacious dreams. Would he be proud or full of shame knowing just how often Will spent touching himself, nose buried in his ski mask and desperately chasing after the euphoria he craved to have again, only to come up miserably unfulfilled?

He tried to ignore the throbbing erection threatening to burst through his boxer briefs, frustratedly tossing and turning waiting for sleep to claim him. Will needed Noah again like he need fucking air. His lustful infatuation was driving him to the brink of insanity.

His hand took on a mind of its own, wandering slowly across his bare chest. He thought of Noah, his large hands and slender fingers. His breath and lips on his neck, teeth grazing his skin. Will imagined his exploring, teasing touch and condescending smirk.

He trailed his hand lower, pressing his fingertips against his stomach before he palmed his confined, aching cock painstakingly slow. Will brought his other hand to his throat and gently grasped. He exhaled a shaky breath as he slipped his fingers past his waistband. Delicately, he swiped his thumb over his sensitive tip, softly moaning while smearing his precum all around.

Will shimmied his underwear down, cock springing free and standing at full attention. He reached for the ski mask and brought it to his nose. The woodsy and citrus scent started to fade, but if he focused hard enough, he could still smell it.

In the solace and shadows of his room, Will let his mind and pathetic whimpers run free. Desperately, he tried to mimic the way Noah touched him—twisting soft and slow up and down his shaft, teasing his tip with a featherlight caress, but it just wasn’t the same. So clearly he could visualize the moment, a picture perfect image of Noah’s tattooed fingers and hand wrapping around his dick. He remembered the feeling and it frustrated him that it was the one thing he couldn’t recreate.

The tension forming in his gut promised to be unfulfilling just like every other time. Regardless, he chased after mediocrity, ready to be done and try to go back to sleep.

Buzzing from his nightstand distracted him right at the cusp climax. Try as he might, he couldn’t ignore it, the incessant vibrating irritating his ears.

“Goddammit.” Will huffed, annoyed.

He dropped the mask on his chest and reached for his phone, fully intending to decline the call—until he saw the name. He hesitated for a moment before answering.

“Oh, good! You are awake!”

“Hey Noah. What—” Will cleared his throat. “What’s up?”

“Out of breath again?” Noah said amused. “Are you walking home?”

Will glanced down at his hand wrapped around his cock. He could lie and say yes, but he couldn’t think of any excuse.

“Uh,” he cleared his throat again. “N-no.”

Will could almost see the crooked smile on Noah’s face.

“Oh? Am I interrupting something this time?”

“No, I was just… sleeping.” That wasn’t very convincing, he thought. “The phone scared me awake.”

Licking his lips, Will held his breath as he started moving his hand again. He put all his focus on staying quiet while Noah talked. The sound of his voice added fuel to the fire in his loins. Will quickened his pace, pulling his bottom lip between his teeth to stifle his moan. Shameful elation surged through him.

It was exhilarating—the risk of being found out, Noah seemingly completely oblivious to his sleazy actions. Will bit down harder on his lip as his mind ran wild. What would Noah think, his pretty boy tainted by insurmountable lust? Noah’s pretty, good boy. That’s what Will was. It’s all he wanted to be. A deep groan rumbled in his chest, unbeknownst to him.

Pressure built in his gut. This was so wrong. He shouldn’t be doing this—but the taboo of it all helped soothe some of the intense burning that’d been the bane of his existence for weeks.

Noah’s name weighed heavily on his tongue. He wanted to let it free, let him know how just the thought of him and his voice drove him insane, but he swallowed it down.

“Will?”

“Hm?” Will tried to mask his moan, exhaling a staggered breath.

“Are you listening to me?”

Absolutely not, he thought.

“Yeah.” His response was low and strained.

God, he was so close. His breathing was becoming harder to control. Just a little more. Will needed just a little more of his scent flooding his nostrils, a little more Noah’s smooth, deep voice. His grip was slipping and he didn’t care. Will inhaled, filling his lungs with air and Noah’s cologne. He needed Noah to keep talking. He needed to drown himself in Noah’s scent.

“What did I say?”

Shit. Shit. Panic set in. Will had no idea, not even an inkling of what he was rambling about. He’d completely blocked out every word Noah said. Music? That seemed likely. Maybe something about the mask he’d yet to return?

Will let go of his dick and ruffled his hair, trying to kickstart his brain.

“You were talking, uh,—“ Blank. Not a thought to be found. Fuck.

Noah chuckled condescendingly. “You’re a dirty little fuck, aren’t you?”

His words caught him off guard. Will briefly felt offended then realized that’s exactly what he was. Red hot heat spread over his cheeks and face.

The call ended abruptly, deepening the embarrassment he felt. His heart sank to his stomach. Noah didn’t sound like he was bothered, but maybe he was. Though, Will wasn’t sure how he could have possibly found out. It’s not like he was being loud or obvious—at least he hoped not.

Ashamed, Will stared between at his erection and the mask on his chest. Any chance he had of a satisfying orgasm was now long gone. He almost wanted to deny himself the faux pleasure, but knew he wouldn’t be able to sleep if he did. Despite his shame and humiliation, he was too wound up to ignore it.

His phone vibrated and lit up, startling him. His heart jumped to his throat. It was Noah again, only now he was FaceTiming.

Will sat up, reaching for the bedside lamp and turned it on. He leaned against his headboard, watching his phone ring. Every one of his muscles thumped along to the racing of his heart. His finger hovered over decline. He shouldn’t. He couldn’t.

All the moisture in his mouth evaporated, leaving behind a painful dryness. His skin was on fire and the air around him suddenly felt thick in his lungs. Blood rushed to his head and he felt dizzy. The lust and desire that had been festering inside him since he laid down threatened to burn him alive.

If disaster struck right now, Will wouldn't know. His eyes were glued to the phone screen.

“I don’t mind if you’d rather watch, but I was hoping you’d join me.”

Will barely registered he was being spoken to, absolutely enamored, mesmerized, and blessed by the sight of a fully nude Noah relaxing comfortably in his office chair, crooked smile plastered on his face. Light from his computer illuminated him while the red LEDs consumed the rest of the room. The low angle allowed him to see Noah’s large cock and the hand wrapped around it in all its splendored glory. His other hand hung loosely at his hip, his long fingers every so often delicately brushing his balls.

Noah’s soft moan went straight to Will’s forgotten and throbbing erection.

“What’s wrong? Have I embarrassed my pretty boy?” Noah rasped as he squeezed the base of his dick and slowly stroked up the length, pulling a low, rumbly moan from his throat.

The underlying mocking tone in his voice and pet name made Will twitch.

He was still embarrassed, but it was an afterthought. All that filled his mind was how badly he wished he could touch Noah, how he craved having him buried down his throat, happily and blissfully choking.

Unable to bear the ache any longer, Will firmly grasped his neglected cock and gave it a few slow strokes before settling on a quick pace. He gasped breathlessly, nearly dropping his phone because of how good it felt.

He awkwardly positioned his phone and body to give Noah the best view possible.

“Fucking Christ, look at you,” the gravel in his voice sent a delightful shiver up Will’s spine. “You look so hot.”

How Noah meant that, Will didn’t know, nor did he really care. All his attention and focus was on his hand and the building ecstasy in his loins. He worked faster when he realized the release he’d been craving for weeks was finally within reach.

Will watched Noah’s hands, how his thumb teased the head of his cock, fingers softly running along the vein, the other hand delicately cupping his balls. Noah shifted in his seat and spread his legs a little wider. He muttered a swear, the muscles in his thighs flexing and relaxing.

“Look what you’ve done to me,” Noah breathed, “This is all because of you and your dirty fucking—“

His words were interrupted by a choked whimper of his name from Will.

“Say it again.” He commanded.

It should have been shameful how easily and eagerly Will obeyed Noah like a loyal dog, whining and calling out his name in every pathetic way he could, but he was far beyond being ashamed.

“Such a good boy. A good, dirty boy.”

Will felt his face grow hotter, the praise of warming his already blazing skin.

“Is that my mask? Have you been using it?”

Will nodded, mustering enough air to mutter a shaky, weak “yes”.

“Oh fuck,” Noah groaned, his strokes long and slow. “What have you been doing? Smelling it like a creep? Using it as a cum rag?”

The thought crossed his mind, but then he’d have to wash it, and Will wasn’t ready to let go of his smell just yet.

Will watched in a lust filled daze, the muscles in Noah’s neck and jaw tensing, mouth slightly gaping with ragged breaths. He would give anything to be there right now. Seeing and hearing him through a phone screen was almost as torturous as only having his recreated fantasies.

Noah quickly grabbed his phone and angled the screen towards his cock, giving Will a splendid view as it twitched and unloaded, shooting thick, white ropes all over the screen. Oh how he wished there weren’t screens between them.

Will tightened his grip on the phone, a deep moan erupting from his chest as his own climax gave way, at long last finally getting the pure satisfactory bliss he’d been craving. Hips slightly raised, he tore his gaze from Noah, watching his own cum spill over his hand and stomach.

“Fuck.” He whined, loud and low, milking his cock for every drop.

Both men heaved heavy breaths. Noah visibly sunk back into his office chair, pure bliss and contentment on his face. Will looked between the mess on his hand and stomach, unsure of how to end the call to clean up.

“Hey Will?” Noah said.

Will turned his attention to his phone. Noah’s body was no longer in frame, replaced instead by his flushed face. His eyes landed on Noah’s lips.

“There’s cum all over you.”

Noah stuck out his tongue and made a show of licking his semen from his screen. Will sucked in a quick breath. The obscenity fried his brain.

“Mm, that’s much better.” A sly smirk spread across Noah’s face.

Feeling bold, Will brought his hand to his mouth. He ignored Noah’s curious gaze and delicately licked the cum from his hand, wishing it was Noah he tasted instead.

“What a dirty boy you are.”

Will stared flabbergasted at him.

“Me?! You just licked your fucking phone!”

Noah laughed, not an ounce of shame on his face.

“Touché. Although—” The way Noah’s eyes darkened sent a shiver up Will’s spine.

“I’d love to see how much more vulgar and dirty you can be.”

The call ended, Noah once again abruptly cutting their conversation short.

Will knew what he meant, but still wondered what exactly he had in mind. He stared at the mess he made then at the mask still on his chest. An idea sprung to mind. Will acted quickly before he talked himself out of it, using the mask to wipe up the semen then draped it over his dick. He snapped a photo and sent it to Noah.

He tossed the cum stained mask to his nightstand along with his phone and turned off the bedside light. As he was stuffing himself back into his underwear, a text from Noah came through. Will expected a response, but what he didn’t expect was the pure, absolute, unfiltered filth.

Hastily, he set aside his phone and tried to ignore the raunchy images creeping inside his brain. The more he tried, the more hot and bothered he became.

Sleep would evade Will again that night—and many more after.

#noah sebastian x will ramos #noah sebastian fanfiction #noah sebastian fanfic #noah sebastian fic #will ramos fanfiction #will ramos fanfic #will ramos fic #lorna shore fanfiction #bad omens fanfiction

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1990jeevas · 1 year

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Quackity + Cannibalism (for @zombur)

Literary Sexts II, Tanaka Mhishi / Noah B for Metal Magazine, Michiyo Yanagihara / Jennifer's Body (2009) / Stella Lucia for Dazed Magazine, Bettina Rheims / Postcolonial Love Poem, Natalie Diaz / Jen Mazza / The Red Means I Love You, Madds Buckley / Bones and All (2022) / Misery Meat, Sodikken / Euripides, Medea / Quackity Hosts Jschlatt's Funeral (Tubbo's POV) / Interview with the Vampire (2022-) / People Eater, Sodikken / You Are Happy, Margaret Atwood

#shit self #rbs > likes #damez weaves #web weave #web weaving #cannibalism #blood #gore #quackity #c!quackity #dream smp #dsmp #comparatives #IM SORRY THERES DOUBLE JENNIFERS BODY BUT THERE WAS ALMOST TRIPLE SO BE GREATFUL #i laugh everytime i see the lestat/jennifer/q part of this #weaves for minecraft stuff will always be so funny just bc u can do shit like that #web weavings

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kyghostly · 9 months

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'oh the bitten mouth, oh the kissed limbs, oh the hungering teeth, oh the entwined bodies.' - pabulo neruda, twenty love poems and a song of despair, c. 1924

|| 1. george bataille || 2. 3. 4. hélène cixous, stigmata: escaping texts || 5. micah nemerever, these violent delights || 6. j. karl bogartte, a curious night for a double eclipse || 7. rune lazuli || 8. tanaka mhishi, literary sexts II || 9. michelle hodkin, the becoming of noah shaw

#web weaving #on cannibalism #on love #gore tw #idk i just want to tear someone's ribcage open and poke at their heart with my teeth #this may be because i am abt to be on my period but eh whtvr #also how do u tag these....help #kyro.txt #krv i kosti

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kingdomof-omens · 10 months

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Day 12- Silk: Folio x Lesley

30 days of Bad Omens Bingo Card here Masterlist Can also be found on Wattpad This is a work of fiction based on real people. If you don't like it, don't read it.

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Pairing: Folio x Lesley

Warnings: sexting, female oral sex, male oral sex, P in V sex, fingering, praise kink (mild), mentions of female masturbation, language

Note: This is a part three of "Clutch" and "Dawn, Storm". This can be read stand-alone, but preferred to be read in series.

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It had been a few weeks since Lesley and Nick admitted their feelings to each other for "truth time". They spent the rest of the weekend on the beach discussing what that meant for their friendship and if they were going to become an item, ultimately deciding to take it to the next level.

And boy did they.

When they returned back home from their weekend getaway, Lesley stayed over at Nick's place like she usually did, and everything was just the same like it had always been. Until they decided to demolish two bottles of wine between the two, and Nick kept giving smoldering looks to Lesley.

Tipsy on wine and butterflies in her tummy, Lesley thought Nick's smolder was the most adorable thing she had ever seen, responding in giggles every time he did it. He kept doing it because her giggles were the sweetest sounds he had ever heard, better than any type of music anyone could ever produce.

But then the smoldering looks turned into him dragging his bottom lip in between his teeth when she bent over because she would drop something from being tipsy. If Lesley was being honest, she wasn't really that clumsy...but Nick didn't have to know that.

They jokingly flirted with each other all night, teasing to see which one would break first and do something about the building excitement pulsing through their veins. Truth be told, the wine ended up wearing off and fatigue had weighed down their eyelids, the two deciding to succumb to sleep rather than explore each other's bodies.

Nick soon went back on tour, leaving Lesley at home to wait. She didn't mind, though. He always came back to her when tour was over, he had told her that himself. She didn't obsessively check his socials to make sure he was okay anymore, because whenever Nick had the chance, he was texting or video chatting her.

When there were a few days left before Nick would return home, Lesley welcomed herself into his house, tidying up for him. He had mentioned in passing that nothing felt better than to come home to a clean, cozy house, and Lesley wanted to help. Nick had given her a key, before they even started dating, and told her to let herself in any time. So she did, wanting to give Nick a nice little surprise.

She was tidying his room and making his bed when she smirked to herself, an idea popping into her mind.

She straightened up his silk sheets, and climbed on top of them, making herself comfortable. She pulled the front of her shirt over her breasts, showcasing the white t-shirt bra she wore underneath. She grabbed her phone and held it over her head, making a silly face as she took a selfie, and sent it to Nick with no caption.

She saw the message was delivered, but not read yet, as he was probably busy setting up for the show that started in the next hour. Feeling a little frisky, she decided to send a few more to tease the drummer for when he got off of the stage.

The first few pictures she sent weren't too risque, just enough to have Nick flustered, but she felt as if that wasn't enough. She wanted to make Nick hot and bothered. She wanted him to see the images of her and have to excuse himself away alone to take care of himself. She wanted Nick to know just how eager she was for him to return home.

The final pictures she sent of him were of her laying completely naked on her back and spread wide open on his bed with one caption:

"Miss you, can't wait for you to be home."

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He rushed home the moment the tour was over, leaving Nicholas, Noah, and Jolly on their own. They weren't supposed to fly out for another day, but Nick moved his scheduled flight up, too impatient to see Lesley to wait any longer.

He got home around midnight, two days early. He saw her car in his driveway, and his heart started thrumming in his chest. For some reason that Nick couldn't think of, he felt nervous to see her again. Coming home to her after every tour was normal, but this time was a little bit different since they decided to make themselves a couple. He chalked it up to the fact that he could already feel an erection forming, along with the excitement of just being with her again for the first time in weeks. He had missed her little kisses and hugs, her morning cuddles, and her giggles when something funny was said.

He entered his home and turned off his alarm system before running up the staircase to his room, where he was sure Lesley would be laying down sleeping. He threw open his bedroom door and immediately stopped and stood in the doorway when he saw her.

She was laying down on his side of the bed, her hair cascaded over his pillow, and the moonlight creeping in through the window onto her face. The sight took Nick's breath away, seeing just how beautiful she was when she was sleeping with not a worry in the world.

He quietly moved closer, sitting on the bed next to her. He started to run his fingers through her hair, leaning close to her ear and whispering to her that he was home and that he missed her. She started to stir, stretching and turning to the person next to her. At first glance, she let out a gasp and sat up quickly, extremely confused on who this other person was. When her eyes focused and her brain finally processed that it was Nick, she let out a squeal and threw her body into his torso, bringing her arms around him and hugging him tightly.

"Holy shit, Nicky! You scared me!" She yelled into his chest, hugging him tighter. He chuckled into her hair, planting a kiss on the top of her head, and wrapping his arms around her, too.

"I missed you too much and came home early. Wanted to surprise you." He whispered to her, tightening his grip around her, his thumb caressing her arm.

"Best surprise ever." She said, moving her head to look into his eyes. He leaned down and gently pressed his lips on hers, kissing her sweetly. She kissed him back, tender at first, before he leaned more into the kiss, deepening it.

They shared open mouth kisses until Nick's tongue darted out and swiped against hers, causing her to let out a small moan. Kissing more feverishly now, he let go of his hold from around her torso and slowly stood up from his sitting position, leaning over the side of the bed to continue kissing her. He grabbed her waist and slightly pushed her back, indicating to her to move backwards, more to the middle of the bed. As she moved backwards, he crawled on his knees onto the bed, following her. He never once let their lips separate.

She moved backwards until she felt the cool headboard pressed against her back, Nick still on his knees, now straddling her lap. Before she could bring her hands up to tangle in his hair, he separated from the kiss, moving off of her and standing from the bed again. She looked at him with her eyebrows furrowed, confusion evident on her face. He walked to the foot of the bed, and reached forwards, grabbing her ankles. Before she could ask him what he was doing, he yanked her down the bed, her yelping in response.

Now that she was laying down, Nick crawled back onto the bed, taking his hands and separating her knees before slotting his body in between them. He leaned over her, his hands planted next to her arms, and rutted his hips into hers, pulling a moan from her.

He moved so his mouth brushed against her earlobe, whispering quiet words to her.

"Don't think I forgot about those pictures, Les. Do you know what they did to me?" He asked her, nibbling on her earlobe afterwards. She hissed through her teeth at the sensation.

One of his hands gripped her chin and turned her head to side, exposing her neck to him. He started kissing and sucking on the smooth skin, purple botches appearing.

He licked up her neck, bringing his mouth to her ear again. "I had to leave the venue early and lock myself in the hotel bathroom before they got back. I beat my dick and came so hard, I almost passed out. But that's what you wanted, isn't it?" He rutted his hips into hers again, her stringing out a series of moans to his sultry words.

"All I could think about the rest of the tour was coming home and burying myself in you. Is that what you want, Les? You want me to make you cum so hard you almost pass out?" Her hips rolled into his as he turned her head to lock their lips together again.

They kissed so hard Lesley could feel their lips bruising, but she didn't care. She reached down and yanked the bottom hem of his shirt, silently begging him to rid of it. Nick obliged, standing on his knees and reaching over his shoulders to grab the back of his shirt to pull over his head. He tossed the shirt off to the side, then grabbed the bottom hem of Lesley's shirt, pushing the clothing up her torso. She sat up, connecting her lips with Nick's again and raised her arms as he undressed her. Her shirt being tossed on the floor with his.

Lesley moved her mouth to Nick's throat, kissing and sucking the skin underneath his jaw as her arms wrapped around his torso. Her nails left crescent moon shaped marks in his skin that claimed him as her own. He hissed through his teeth at the slight pain, reaching behind her back to unclasp her bra, sliding the straps off of her shoulders to also get rid of it. With her breasts exposed, he gently pushed her down onto her back again, her hair cascading on the pillows.

He took a moment to look down upon her. Her bottom lip was pulled between her teeth and she was panting, trying to catch her breath. Her breasts were moving with every sharp intake of her lungs and he could feel how hard his cock was in his pants. Even though she was so exposed, sprawled out on his sheets underneath of him, all he could do was look at all of her features and think how beautiful she was. Her normally crystal blue eyes were dark with lust and want, her lips were swollen and red, and her cheeks were flushed with desire.

He realized he took a little long staring at how gorgeous his girlfriend was when she let out a breathy moan with a "Nick, please." It snapped him out of his daze, him leaning down to connect their lips again with a forceful kiss full of want and need.

He brought his hand to her breast, pinching and rolling her nipple between his fingers, causing her to moan into his mouth. He trailed wet kisses down her chin to her neck, gently biting the sensitive flesh. She moaned out again, bringing her hands to tangle in his dark hair. His kisses kept going lower until his mouth was hovering over her other nipple, his tongue slowly licking the hard pebble. Her hands tightened in his hair causing him to groan at the slight sting of pain on his scalp.

Her hips were rolling into his, giving Nick some much needed friction on his throbbing cock. But it wasn't enough. He pinched her nipple again, causing her to yelp, and sat up, grabbing the waistband of her sleep shorts and quickly tugging them down her legs. He threw her shorts over his shoulder and grabbed her knees, spreading her wide open underneath of him.

"Oh baby, your pussy is so much prettier in person." He breathed out, her grabbing her tit and whimpering at his praise. He shuffled down the bed until his face was a mere inch away from her wet core, breathing in her aroma. She rolled her hips towards his face, pleading for him to touch her.

Eager to give her what she wanted, his tongue darted out and licked her entrance, slowly dragging up her folds to circle her clit. She gasped when she felt his warm, soft tongue on her pussy, moaning at the sensation of her clit being sucked into his mouth.

He suckled on her clit before dragging his tongue up and down her folds, his head wiggling side to side to bury his face into her core. "Nick...feels so good." She whimpered underneath of him, her hips rolling into his face. He moaned into her pussy, feeling her clench around his tongue that was teasing her hole.

"You taste so fucking good, Les." He whispered into her skin, bringing his finger up to tease at her opening. She moaned again and pushed her body down, needing him to work her from the inside.

He slowly pushed his finger into her, feeling the wet warmth of her cunt surround his finger. He let out a breathy moan before licking his lips and sucking on her clit again. She cried out when he hooked his finger inside of her, pressing into the spongy spot that had her panting from the pleasure.

Her hands were tangled in his hair, holding his head in place as he worked her to her climax. She was rolling her hips into his face, moaning every time his finger brushed against the sweet spot inside of her. He was moaning into her pussy, the sting of pain from her pulling his hair causing his cock to twitch in his pants at every tug.

"Nick! Nick I'm- I'm gonna-" she panted out, her legs around his head starting to shake. The hand that wasn't working her from the inside came up and grabbed her thigh roughly, keeping her spread open around his head. He knew she reached her climax when she screamed out and tried closing her legs, the grip on her thigh not letting her, and he felt her pussy throb and contract around his finger. He worked her through her orgasm, licking up all of her slick from her folds until she gripped his hair tightly and pulled him off of her.

She pulled him up to her, attacking his lips in a needy kiss. She could taste herself on his tongue, causing her to groan into his mouth. She kissed him until she could no longer taste herself, sucking the last of her essence off of his tongue.

"Such a good girl." He whispered to her, her body forming goosebumps at the praise. "Hm, you like that? Being told how good you are?" He teased, dragging his finger through her folds. She whimpered and nodded, her eyebrows furrowed in pleasure.

Her hands came to the button of his pants, undoing it and sliding the zipper down. He sat up and shoved his pants down his thighs, laying down next to Lesley to pull them all the way off. Lesley took the moment to sit up and help him pull his pants and boxers down his legs, throwing them to the floor with the rest of their clothing. His cock slapped against his stomach, the head red and swollen. Precum was leaking out from his tip and Lesley licked her lips, wanting to feel the weight of his member on her tongue.

She leaned down and licked a stripe from the base of his cock to the head, making eye contact with Nick as she did so. His breath hitched, tensing his body at the much needed friction. Her hand wrapped around his cock, pumping a few times before licking and kissing the head. Nick brought his hands up and pulled her hair from her face, wrapping it in one of his hands. She moaned at the slight tug, sucking just the head of his dick into her mouth.

"You're doing so good, baby. Just like that." He whispered out, throwing his head back onto the pillow. She pulled off of his cock and licked his shaft again, making sure to wet it so it would be easier for her to blow him, before wrapping her lips around him again.

He let out a breathy moan when he felt her warm, wet mouth take most of his dick. She slowly started bobbing her head up and down, her hand still on his shaft pumping to the movement of her head. He groaned out when her tongue twirled around the head, pleasure building in his belly.

She went down on his cock again, taking a deep breath before removing her hand and pushing her head down further. She swallowed around him, guiding his member into her throat. She felt his dick twitch in her throat when her nose was buried in the tuft of his pubic hair. Nick raised his head and looked down at Lesley, his cock swallowed whole by her. She looked up into his eyes and moaned, causing Nick to gasp out from the vibrating pleasure.

With his hand that still had a firm grip on her hair, he tugged and pulled her up, his cock popping out of her mouth. He forced her up to crawl up his body until he could press their lips together, moaning into her mouth before biting her bottom lip. She reciprocated the kiss, sucking on his tongue when he let go of her lip.

He pulled back and let go of her hair, tucking a strand behind her ear. "You almost made me cum. I'm not done with you yet." Her eyes widened at his words before he sat both of them up, tossing her to the side and laying on top of her. His hips rutted into hers, his cock sliding through her soaked folds causing her to moan.

He gripped his cock and placed it at her opening, looking into her eyes asking her if she was ready. She looked at him and nodded, grabbing her tits in her hands to massage them. "Oh no ma'am. I need to hear you, Les." He teased.

"Please, Nick. I need it so badly." She whimpered out, rolling her hips trying to force his cock into her.

"That's my good girl." The hand that wasn't gripping himself grabbed her hip, holding her steady for him. "Good girls get rewarded." He spoke, removing his hand from himself and grabbing her other hip, thrusting into her fast and hard. She yelped in response and closed her eyes, moaning at the feeling of being so full.

"Look at me Les. I want to watch you." He said, rolling his hips into her, rubbing his mound into her clit. Her eyes popped open and looked into his, her mouth forming an O shape. He pulled almost all of the way out of her before snapping his hips into hers again. The force of his thrust caused her tits to bounce, his dick twitching at the sight.

"Faster, Nick. Need more." She whimpered out, pinching and pulling at her nipples. Nick, happy to give his girl what she wanted, sped up his thrusts, gripping her hips tightly. Her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him closely as she moaned from the pleasure building in her belly.

"Is this- oh god- is this what you wanted when you sent those pictures?" He asked her, leaning down to lick a stripe up her neck. She let go of her hold on her nipples, wrapping her hands around his neck. She moaned in response, Nick stopping his thrusts.

She looked at him with confusion in her face when he stopped. He smirked at her and rolled his hips into her slowly, answering her silent question. "I told you, baby girl. I want to hear you."

"Yes." She breathed out, rutting her hips into his, searching for friction. He pulled his hips back, and pressed down on hers to stop her movements.

"Did you touch yourself after you sent them to me?" He asked, kissing her neck. She whimpered and replied with another breathy "yes."

"God, that's so fucking sexy." He moaned out, thrusting deep into her again. His thrust caught her off guard, making her gasp.

"Don't stop, Nick. You're gonna make me cum!" She yelled out, her nails digging into his shoulders.

"Not yet. I'm going to cum too. Ugh, you're so fucking wet." He was thrusting faster and harder into Lesley now, the force making his headboard knock against the wall. He felt her legs start to shake around his waist, her orgasm building stronger and stronger.

His thrusts started to stutter and he knew he was going to blow soon. He removed a hand from her hip and placed his thumb on her clit, rubbing her sensitive nub. That's all it took for her orgasm to wash over her, screaming out and scratching his shoulders, her pussy throbbing around his cock.

The feel of her pussy clenching around him snapped the tight coil of pleasure in his belly, him groaning loudly and releasing his load inside of her. He slowed his thrusts, working both of them through their orgasms.

He collapsed on top of her, both of them panting to catch their breath. He turned his head, placing loving kisses on her cheek, causing her to giggle. She ran her hands through his, now sweat soaked, hair, scratching his scalp.

When his cock softened inside of her, he got up and went to the adjourning bathroom, cleaning himself and grabbing a washcloth for Lesley. He cleaned her up and tossed the cloth onto the floor, deciding to pick everything up in the morning.

They cuddled together under the blanket, whispering words of love between themselves as they fell asleep under the moonlight.

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queen-of-boops · 4 months

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Epilougue

Read on ao3.

Phew, finally done, even if it trickled into Hovemeber... and Dickcember lol. Thanks to anyone who's read, kudosed, or commented on this fic. Kinktober's a challenge, but I'm happy to say I've completed it!

In case you missed any (or just want to see), a full list of kinks and pairings can be found under the cut.

Day 1: Dirty Talk, Roberto x fMC Day 2: Anal, Bobby x mMC Day 3: Missionary, Noah x fMC Day 4: Drunk Sex, Gabi x fMC Day 5: Leather/Latex, Priya x mMC Day 6: Morning Sex, Noah x fMC Day 7: Sex Toys, Talia x fMC Day 8: Voice Kink, Tai x mMC Day 9: Double Penetration, Henrik x Lucas x fMC Day 10: Floor Sex, AJ x fMC Day 11: Erotic Pictures, Will x fMC Day 12: Mirror Sex, Rohan x mMC Day 13: Face Sitting, Bella x fMC Day 14: Love Bites/Marks, Noah x fMC Day 15: Overstimulation, Rocco x fMC Day 16: Shower Sex, Flo x mMC Day 17: First Time, Hannah x fMC Day 18: Sexting, Noah x fMC Day 19: Praise Kink, Bruno x fMC Day 20: Bondage, Blake x mMC Day 21: Object Insertion, Noah x fMC Day 22: Food Play, Jake x fMC Day 23: Outdoor Sex, Noah x fMC Day 24: Public Sex, Jasper x fMC Day 25: Mutual Masturbation, Marisol x fMC Day 26: Sensory Deprivation, Noah x fMC Day 27: Formal Wear, Valentina x mMC Day 28: Hate Sex, Hamish x fMC Day 29: Temperature Play, Shannon x fMC Day 30: Dirty Dancing, Ozzy x mMC Day 31: Lingerie, Noah x fMC

#litg #litg ff #litg fanfic #litg kinktober

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prettypipedream · 2 years

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AFTG “MONSTERS”: CHARACTER PLAYLISTS

NEIL JOSTEN

dog days are over - florence + the machine

cut deep - matt maeson

midnight sky - miley cyrus

break my face - ajr

crush culture - conan gray

some nights - fun.

cringe (stripped vers.) - matt maeson

blood runs red - matt maeson

naruto themed sexting - panucci’s pizza

how to disappear completely - radiohead

good in red - the midnight

family line - conan gray

familia - nicki minaj, anuel aa, bantu

if i die young - the band perry

darling - halsey

ANDREW MINYARD

kids - pup

favorite crime - olivia rodrigo

replace you - justus bennetts

control - halsey

bored - billie eilish

just a kid - noah vela

seventeen going under - sam fender

tears of gold (stripped vers.) - faouzia

don’t blame me - taylor swift

rip 2 my youth - the neighbourhood

body - mother mother

home - cave town

the audacity - emlyn

lotta true crime - penelope scott

AARON MINYARD

people watching - conan gray

sex, drugs, etc. - beach weather

colors - halsey

brother - madds buckley

oh my God - Ida Maria

mama - my chemical romance

set me free - joshua bassett

fuck this town - glaive, ericoda

you found me - the fray

if i killed someone for you - alec benjamin

i want a dog - hobo johnson

ribs - lorde

happy little pill - troye sivan

little lion man - mumford & sons

fake id - big & rich, gretchen wilson

mommy - acacia

KEVIN DAY

bad habits - fidlar

what the hell - avril lavigne

good person - gilanares

lion - saint mesa

middle finger - bohnes

weak - ajr

miss missing you - fall out boy

afraid - the neighbourhood

you should see me in a crown - billie eilish

throne - bring me the horizon

sober - fidlar

motherlove - bea miller

little league - conan gray

original me - yungblud, imagine dragons

NICKY HEMMICK

sanctified - matt maeson

you might not like her - maddie zham

nelsonwood lane - matt maeson

if it’s not God - maddie zham

yucky blucky fruitcake - doechii

oak trees - daniel nunnelee

bartender - lady a

fake happy - paramore

prideful - nf

crusader - stevie howie

the village - wrabel

cry baby - the neighbourhood

for your entertainment - adam lambert

father - the front bottoms

mean! - madeline the person

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These former fans called Noah every name under the sun, tried to doxx to him, spread false rumours that he was sexting a 14 year old, said that he was a slut whore, antisemetic and homophobic slurs and celebrated his fake death etc. They also called him a bad actor and a ugly flop but in the same breath have their panties in a knot cos Shawn and Duffers are pro Israel too

that's horrible. the thing is that i don't think noah shouldn't be criticized, because people should be able to call others (celebs) out on their crappy actions. but the criticism is lumped in with all this bad faith bullshit. it's like almost all the criticism of him is from people who don't actually gaf what he did or the repercussions of his actions. they just want an easy target to rag on.

also a concerning handful of criticism are like, just straight-up lies. like the people saying "he was plastering those stickers all over LA!!!" bffr dude, first of all i'm pretty sure he was in philadelphia. same with an acquaintance of mine who accused noah of being a privileged "straight white guy." like... no?? again, i'm not against people criticizing him — but it's hard to take them seriously when they can't even get the basic facts down.

for the record, i hope he takes action against the false rumors, as well as against the people threatening to leak an explicit video of him (allegedly taken when he was a minor). that shit is not okay. and these kinds of people show their asses, too, because how is insulting the appearance and threatening the wellbeing of a 19 year-old supposed to be helpful in any way?

#also people don't like shawn or the duffers anymore either #but they're not getting as much hate as noah is rn #virgil.ask #anonymous #noah schnapp

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What happened???

Sorry this is late i just needed some time to write it all down.

Well anon, I guess I could say I made a big mistake. I did something that basically helped to perpetuate my existing trauma and it really retraumatized me. Unfortunately it's actually affecting me really badly.

I'll explain what happened under the cut so you can decide if you want to read or not

TW for sa themes and I guess harassment? Nsfw

So as you guys know I was previously sexually assaulted many times by random men I didn't know as arranged by my fiancee.

So he has been asking me if I would find someone off of reddit again to do the same thing again as before but for me to find the person. Well I got drunk last weekend when my son wasn't here and I seriously thought about doing it.

I asked him over and over "if I do this do you promise to never bother me with this again" "do you promise this is the last time then no more".

I know what you're thinking, Taylor why would you ever think about doing it again if it was traumatic for you and ruined your life? Honestly because I'm so tired of it.

I thought about doing it because I just wanted it to stop. I don't want to have to do the fetish anymore. I don't want to have to play the scenarios. I just want it to go away. That's really what I wanted.

And I was very drunk and apparently on pills (he put one in my drink and I had taken one prior to drinking) he tried to give me another pill but I took it out of my mouth when he tried to push it into my lips. So it was safe to say I was very intoxicated.

It just started as him asking me to exchange nudes with people that were on reddit. And I asked him if I did it would he leave me alone about it and he said yes he promised he would. So I did it. I went on reddit and made a post like he did before to exchange pictures and I did it. I showed him and I thought he would be happy with it and leave me alone but he didn't.

Then he told me that if any of the guys I was sexting with offered to come then I should take it. That's when I asked him that if I really did this would he never bother me again with it and I made him promise that it would be the last time then no more ever again. He told me he promised. So then I really considered doing it because I wanted it to stop for real.

So the first person who offered to come was named Noah so I just gave him my information and he did end up showing up. I walked him up the stairs to my apartment then walked him into my room. He did touch me and I had to blow him. Some other things happened too but honestly it was very degrading and embarrassing and humiliating for me so I'm going to leave it out.

But that man didn't rape me I can't blame anyone for this but myself. But I just feel so messed up from it I don't know why I did it. I just wanted it to stop. That's why I did it because I believed that maybe he would really stop everything if I just did it for real. So it is my fault. That's the worst part is its my fault. I mean he asked me to do it but it's not like he was forcing me or hitting me like last time. So it really is my fault. I just did what he asked me to and wanted to do what he asked so he would just leave me alone about it for good.

It was all for nothing anyway because he's still asking again so it doesn't even matter. All I did was hurt myself for something that didn't even matter. And yeah it was my fault.

#vent #trauma tw #tw self blame #tw sex mention #personal vent #answered #nice anons #trauma #trauma vent

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malice-ov-mercy · 6 months

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All Bark

Part 2 | Part 3

Pairing: Will Ramos x Noah Sebastian (x Reader)

Content warnings: 18+!, oral (make receiving), blowjob, facefucking, deep throating, slight degradation kink if you squint, dom Will, sub Noah, filming/pic taking, dirty text/sext,

A/N: …. Listen. This is part of a Thing that’s been plaguing my mind for MONTHS. It’s one part of a story I’m very slowly and mindlessly piecing together. Im struggling very much trying to get my thoughts to translate to words. It’s so vivid in my brain, but I for some reason just can’t write it. I don’t know if I’ll fully explore it bc it’s so challenging for me to try and write, but the bare bones of it is a throuple with Reader, Will, and Noah. Hopefully one day I can give the story the devotion it deserves and doesn’t just stay stagnant my head.

Tag list: @circle-with-me

If you would like to be added, please let me know for who! If you tell me everyone/everything, just know that ALSO includes anything I may write for Will Ramos.

Word count: 2.1k

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Masterlist

Noah masterlist

Will masterlist

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Will scowled at Noah.

“Listen man,” Will spoke lowly, jabbing a finger against Noah’s chest. “I’m sorry for not talking to you about it first. It was fucked up and selfish. But don’t ever get in my face like that again.”

Noah leaned his face closer to Will, glaring deep in his eyes.

“Yeah? And what the fuck are you gonna do if I do?”

Will gripped Noah’s jaw firmly, digging his nails into his skin and matched his scathing expression. He clenched his own jaw. Noah’s eyes flicked between each of Will’s. There was so much anger in them. The longer they stared angrily at each other, the more tense the air around them became. Noah smirked, his tongue licking his bottom lip quickly.

“Are you gonna do something, or are you too much of a bitch for that as well?”

Will tightened his grip on Noah’s jaw more, causing him to grimace. His other hand went into his hair. He yanked Noah’s head back hard. Noah let out a pained moan. The sound made Will’s dick twitch. Noah groaned again when Will slid his hand down to his throat, flexing his fingers and palm.

“You’re a brat.” Will spat. He pulled Noah’s hair again, this time causing his eyes to close with a heavy sigh. He felt him swallow thickly.

“And you’re all bark.” Noah choked out.

Will ran his tongue over his teeth and smirked, chuckling darkly. He moved his hand from Noah’s throat to his shoulder and shoved him to his knees. Noah winced in pain, Will’s other hand still had a vice grip in his hair. He bent down enough so he could stare at his deep brown eyes. With his free hand, Will pushed his sweats and boxers down, just enough so his dick sprung free.

Noah tried to look anywhere else but in front him, but Will wouldn’t let him.

“Is there a problem Noah? You’re really quiet now.” Will thrust his hips forward, the tip of his dick brushing Noah’s lips. Noah licked his lips, his tongue ever so slightly grazing Will’s tip. He twisted his fingers in Noah’s hair.

“Do I need to ask, or do it myself?” Will asked, his voice low.

He thrust his hips again. This time, Noah’s mouth opened. He looked up at him as he slowly took his cock in his mouth. Will leaned his head against the wall, eyes falling shut. He let out a breathless swear when Noah started sucking. His free hand came to rest on the back of Noah’s head. Will had every intention to use Noah’s mouth as he pleased.

Will pushed himself further into Noah’s mouth, going until he heard him choke. He pulled back slightly before doing it again. The sound of him gagging turned Will on even more.

“Seems that mouth of yours is good for something else besides singing.”

Will grunted, repeatedly thrusting forcefully into Noah’s mouth. His hands held his head firmly in place. He looked down at him. Noah’s eyes were closed, his cheeks were flushed, fists balled so tightly on his thighs that his knuckles were white. It was a sight Will could get used to.

“You look so good down there,” Will sighs. “Like a little slut.”

Noah’s eyes snapped open with a glare. Will chuckled with a smirk, then shoved his dick further in Noah’s mouth, causing his face to scrunch as he choked and gagged. He kept eye contact the entire time he struggled.

“Oh fuck,” Will groaned. “I love that sound.”

He could almost feel the back of Noah’s throat. He snapped his hips forward, sighing contently when Noah’s hands came to rest at his hips, bracing himself as Will mercilessly started started fucking his mouth. Will’s fingers were so tightly tangled in Noah’s hair, he was almost worried he was going to rip it all out.

Suddenly, Will’s phone started ringing. He groaned frustratedly. He removed one of his hands from Noah’s hair, making sure to leave the other so he could keep up his work, and fumbled around to reach for his pocket. Will smiled down at Noah when he saw who was calling.

“It’s our girl. I should probably answer.” He said, shoving himself deep in Noah’s mouth one more time before pulling him away to take the call.

“Hey baby! What’s up?”

Will cheerfully asked, his voice steady and calm.

“How are things going with Noah?” She questioned.

“It’s… going. We’re still talking.”

Will thrust his hips and mouthed suck to Noah. He obliged, keeping his eyes locked on Will’s.

“Really?” She asked, concerned. “You’ve been talking for a while.”

“Well, it’s kind of a big thing to talk about. I already fucked up not talking to him in the first place.”

Will pulled his bottom lip between his teeth, stifling a moan as Noah hummed against him, almost like he was agreeing.

“Okay, well I just wanted to check in.”

“We’re fine baby, I—ah shit.”

He moaned, almost dropping his phone. His back inched up the wall, head lulling back and eyes fluttering shut. Noah delicately massaged his balls with his tongue and mouth. Will roughly pulled him off to keep himself from busting. His breaths were shallow as he glanced down at him. A smug, self satisfied smirked was plastered on his face.

“I’m fine, sorry. Noah snuck up on me. Yeah, he was in the bathroom. Can I call you back later or talk when you get home? Uh, I don’t know. Noah, are you staying?”

Will asked. Noah replied with a nod. Will nudged his head towards his dick again, shooting him a warning glare. When Noah opened his mouth, Will forced his cock all the way to the back of his throat, holding Noah in place as he choked and gagged once more. His hands landed on Will’s thighs as he struggled. Tears welled in his eyes.

“Noah said he’s staying, so we’ll see you when you get home. Okay, I lov—oh wait! Are you going on break soon?”

Will let up, allowing Noah a moment to catch his breath and cough. Drool and saliva covered his lips and chin.

“I have some shit I wanna send you. When you get a chance, listen and lemme know what you think. Okay. Sounds good. I will tell Noah. I love you too. Bye.”

The second the phone call ended, Will rammed his cock back between Noah’s lips, brushing the back of his throat once more. Noah fought for air, but to no avail.

“Not so smug now, are you?” Will snapped.

Noah’s eyes were tightly shut, tears trickling down his cheeks.

“Open your eyes.”

Will yanked his hair violently. “I said open your fucking eyes, Noah.”

He obeyed and blinked a few tears away.

“Good fucking boy.” Will growled.

He looked down at the phone still in his other hand. An outright dirty thought sprung to his mind while he was in the middle of his call. His lips curled in a wicked smile.

“You know, the camera really seems to love you, Noah.”

Will opened the camera app on his phone. He brought it up just enough to snap a few pictures of Noah on his knees, cock buried in his mouth and tears streaming down his red hot face.

“Oh fuck those are good. (Y/N) might like these. Can I send them to her?”

Noah nodded.

“She might like a video too.” Will said, switching to the video setting and tapping record.

Will wasted no time and started fucking Noah’s mouth harshly. Noah tried to keep his eyes open like Will demanded, but struggled.

“I’m gonna make your jaw hurt,” Will grunted, thrusting relentlessly. “If it doesn’t already.”

Tension bubbled in his abdomen.

“Fuck, I’m getting close.”

Noah reached for Will’s balls and gently massaged them. Will groaned, his hips faltering for a few beats. He wanted to swat his hand away, but it felt too good and was bringing him quicker to his release.

Will’s thrusts became faster, more desperate. He leaned his head back and closed his eyes for a brief second. He licked his lips. His jaw tensed, his teeth grit and clenched. Will’s body jerked then he came with force. He gasped and groaned breathlessly as his cum spilled inside Noah’s mouth and down his throat. He held his head firmly in place, making him swallow every last drop.

“That’s it,” Will said, voice strained and full of gravel. “Take it all like a little slut.”

Noah glared at Will, but there was no malice behind it. Will chuckled at his expression softly.

When Will was done, he pulled out of Noah’s mouth and finally let go of his hair. He placed his hand under his chin and coaxed him to stand.

“(Y/N) said she loves you. You wanna tell her you love her too?”

Will held his phone closer to Noah, making sure to get a close up of his flushed, tear soaked, drool stained face.

“I love you too.”

Will stopped the video and shoved his phone back into his pocket. He looked at Noah, whose eyes were already on him. Will studied his face. Behind the love drunk and satisfied glaze, he could still see anger and hurt. Will gently pulled Noah to him, brushing his thumbs over his cheeks before leaning in to kiss him just as softly. He felt Noah’s tense then relax, melting into him. Noah rested his hands over Will’s.

There was no urgency or heat in their kiss. It was more of an apology Will couldn’t speak. He poured his love and heart into Noah, hoping he could feel how sorry he was, that he could sweeten the salty bitter taste of his tears and Will’s semen. He and Noah didn’t share many tender moments, but Will enjoyed every moment they had together.

Will pressed his forehead to his, breaking their kiss. His eyes stayed closed. He rubbed small circles in Noah’s jaw joints, causing him to groan. Will chuckled.

“Sorry,” he said, opening his eyes. Noah met his gaze. “For everything.”

He pressed small kisses to his lips.

“It was fucked of me to not talk to you first. You’re just as important in this relationship and I’m sorry if I’ve made you feel like you’re not.”

Noah squeezed his hands.

“I’m sorry for being a dick about it.”

Will shook his head. “You were rightfully pissed.” His eyes flicked between Noah’s. “I… love you.”

He’s said it before, but not in a while. It almost felt like the first time. Noah smiled shyly and pecked his lips.

“I love you too.”

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I had five minutes left on my break and still no message from Will. I’ve been worrying about them all day. Things had gotten so tense between them the past few weeks, I was worried they were going to split. I know how much they care for each other, but the animosity was palpable. I love them both dearly and it would kill me if they broke up. It would also put me in the middle and I refused to choose between them.

I sighed heavily. As I was getting ready to go back to work, my phone buzzed with messages from Will.

Will: Noah and me made up :)

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Let me know what you think! Enjoy the rest of your day!

Relief washed over me. I opened his messages. My eyes bulged out of my head when I saw what he sent. I hid my phone screen and glanced around to make sure no one was near me. A blush spread over my face as I looked at the image of Will balls deep in Noah’s mouth. Noah’s face was red as sin and glistening with sweat and tears. His eyes were glossed over in a way I’ve never seen before. He looked like he was thoroughly enjoying himself. I turned the volume on my phone down before hitting play on the video. I brought my phone close to my face so I could hear.

The sounds of Will’s grunting and Noah’s choking made my pussy throb. Will mercilessly used his mouth. I’ve never seen or heard Will be so assertive and aggressive. I’ve also never seen Noah look so… dazed and outright submissive. It made my mind race.

“That’s it. Take it all like a little slut.”

“You’ve gotta be kidding me.” I mumbled to myself.

There was a glimmer in Noah’s eyes. I hoped Will told him how pretty he looked.

“(Y/N) said she loves you. You wanna tell her you love her too?”

“I love you too.”

The video ended. I sat there staring at Noah’s face, the pure bliss in his expression radiating through the screen. I quickly shot a text back to Will.

How am I supposed to get back to work now?

Will: 😇

Why don’t you ever call me a little slut?

Will: Cuz you’re my baby. Noah’s MY little slut.

But I wanna be your little slut too.

Will: Well hurry home and maybe I’ll make you both my little sluts.

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