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My name is Christina, I'm 20+, and I love Halloween, makeup of all genre, horror movies, 2000s rom-coms, writing, cats...and Taylor Swift more than anything. I'm a creative person at heart and share personality type with Kat Strattford and Wednesday Addams. I've been writing since I read the Twilight books and currently write for Scream, Wednesday, TSITP, Marvel, and more

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MCU characters (Peter Parker + Loki Laufeyson) | Masterpost

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leigh-kay · 2 years

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Ok so I have 3 imagine requests for TSITP you don’t have to write all of them but I thought I’d give you a few options.

One is a Conrad imagine they’re at a party at the beach and someone gets on the reader. Conrad gets mad and tries to fight the guy. The reader stops him and they go back to his house. The other one is a Jeremiah it’s the same as the Conrad one but Jeremiah is the one getting hit on! Smut please!!!

Conrad? Beach Fights? Smut? Absolutely.

Conrad Fisher - Fight Night

warnings // smut, swearing, violence, dom!conrad, sub! (ish? reader), conrad has a subby moment if you squint, mentions of SA (VERY minimal and vague, not abt the reader), fluff, and two sarcastic college kids in love, oh and conrad being a tease bc he cant help himself <3

just as the request asks <3

"Hey, you're the Fishers girl right?"

Y/n shook her head, "Family friend."

He smiled, "So I won't have Jeremiah on my ass if I dance with you?"

Before she could even answer she felt him over her shoulder. She didn't even have to look.

"No but you'll have me on your ass if you spend another second fucking looking at her."

"Con-"

The guy cut her off, "Oh come on Conrad, after last year with Nicole I didn't take you to be one to mind sharing?"

Conrad didn't waste time as he closed an arm around y/n's waist, sliding her behind him. She could smell the alcohol on him. This wasn't going to go well.

"Yeah well she's not Nicole is she? So leave her the hell alone."

"Or fucking what Fisher?" He poked at Conrad's chest.

It was calm. And then it wasn't.

She shouted his name as his fist smashed into the guy who'd approached her. He didn't listen.

The music stopped, and everyone was shouting, but to y/n it felt like she was the only one saying anything. She was the only one begging them to stop rather then the onlookers cheering them on.

She gave up on yelling at Conrad just as she saw Jeremiah through the crowd.

"Jeremiah! Jere! Please!"

He was drunk, but even drunk he was strong. He tore threw the people separating them, and then he ran right between the boys face-off.

"Conrad c'mon," he tried.

Conrad ignored him, dusting him to the side.

"Jeremiah stay out of it."

"She's right behind your dumbass watching this happen. Think about that."

"He was hitting on her-"

"Get the fuck out of this Jeremiah," the other guy shouted.

Y/n took the pause as Jeremiah turned to the flirt that started this to walk to Conrad's side.

She grabbed at his bruised hand, "Conrad, let's go."

"Y/n you don't get it."

She raised her eyebrows and stepped right up to him, "Take your sexist bullshit and shove it up your ass Conrad. I could've handled that fine."

Silence covered now. Even Jeremiah and the idiot he was arguing with.

"It's not about that."

"I don't care what it's 'about'. Upstairs. Now. Or else I go by myself and you sleep on the goddamn couch."

'Ooh's tumble from the surrounding teens mouths. You were never one to snap, Conrad was the hot head, not Y/N. No one expected her to shout.

He tailed her with speed in every step. Drunk or not, he wasn't a fucking idiot. He could already foresee his regret that would crash down 10 times harder in the morning. He chose to minimize his consequences.

She kicked her flats off as she stood in front of his mirror, make up wipes swiping away the foundation from her cheeks. Y/N didn't make conversation as she usually did, and it made him feel that much worse.

"I didn't mean to cause a scene."

"Don't bullshit me Conrad." She sat her rings in his dresser, fingers scraping against her scalp, through her curls.

"What the hell do you want me to say then?"

She sighed, finally looking at him, "Just don't lie."

"How was that a-

"Conrad you can never leave well enough alone! You do want to cause a scene because you care so fucking much about proving a point! I could've handled it!"

He dropped to his bed, teeth clenched, "Y/N, he's not fucking known to take no for an answer."

Her hands stopped fidgeting with her bracelet, eyes meeting his once more.

"So why the hell is he in our summer house?"

"I didn't know he was here til' i saw him with you," Conrad shook his head.

"Do you think Jere got rid of him?" She sat beside him on the bed.

He nodded fast, "You know Jere doesn't fuck around with that stuff Y/N/N."

She nodded, staring at her feet. It was now her turn to feel bad for yelling at him. He was only worried about her. Always the protector.

"I'm sorry Con."

He let his hand graze her cheek, "No, you were half right. I need to cool it."

"You were protecting me; good boyfriends do that."

"Yeah but I should've explained down there. You're not the baby at the summer house anymore," he laughs, "God we're in college."

She smiled too, "Don't make me sound too old, I'm a freshman, you're the ancient one."

"Oh I'm ancient now?"

"Now? You always have been." He didn't give her a notice before grabbing her sides and pushing her further up the bed. His fingers brushing against her sides and her neck as he tickled her with zero remorse.

"Conrad! Con," she fought with her arms and her legs, "Fisher I'm going to kill you!"

She squealed and kicked; shrieked and hit. He just laughed at her escape attempts.

"Take it back baby."

"Never!"

He didn't let up, "Then suffer the consequences."

"Fuck! You- You're not old!"

"I'm not what?"

"You're not old! Damnit let me go!" she gave him one final shove as he fell onto his back.

He grinned like an idiot, "See how easy that was, Pretty?"

"You're mean." she pouted, eyes rolling as she fixed her shirt.

"If I were mean you wouldn't love me."

"Girls love bad boys what can I say?" she replied in a teasing tone.

"Bad boys? I tutored you in math for like three years Y/N."

"Nerds can be mean too."

He smirked, turning to face her, cheek against the pillow, "Only when there gorgeous girlfriends ask them to be."

"Don't tell me you expect to get laid after you just tortured me Fisher?"

He shrugged, fingertips lazily dancing over the top of her hand. It made her stomach roll when he smiled at her as he was now. Dopey, a boyish grin. Like he was about to see his first girlfriend naked for the first time.

It was silly but she found it sweet. He was always so eager.

"I suppose... you deserve it for being all protective."

His brow cocked, "I thought that was sexist bullshit?"

"Are you cockblocking yourself my love?"

His lips crashed on her own, a smile gracing her lips.

He was over her in seconds, her fingers tugging at the black tee he wore. He grabbed her wrists with a gentle force, throwing them into the pillows over her head, "Did you ask to touch?"

She could've apologized, but that wouldn't have hardly been as fun would it? No.

She smiled, "Nope."

"I've never seen someone so proud of a mistake, pretty girl."

"Mistake... a risk... It's no fun to be predictable."

He gripped her wasitband, yanking her skirt to her ankles, eyes finding hers. With a nod of approval, he got to work.

His tongue swiped through her folds, eyes never leaving her face. With each noise she let out, he changed his pace. Never giving her the consistency she needed to reach her high. It drove her fucking crazy.

"Con, please!"

A smack cracked her right thigh as he stopped long enough to say "Good girls take what they get."

With his tongue on her clit, he drew firm circles, fingers massaging her thighs, across where he'd struck her. She squirmed, all she fucking wanted was to come and he was being difficult. Despite her best efforts he held an arm across her waist, keeping her lower hald in place as he worked his tongue against her.

"Conrad please, please!"

"You can beg better than that pretty girl."

She gasped as he slipped his middle and ring fingers into her cunt, back arching as he drilled them into her.

"Please let me come, I'll be good I-" she gripped at the sheets beneath her hands, "I'll be your good girl Con please!"

Conrad's fingers became unforgiving as he let her hips buck against them, nodding, giving her the permission she needed to let go.

She screamed his name as she came, hands gripping at the shirt he still hadn't removed, yanking him to her level with no worries for punishment.

"You clearly didn't learn your lesson," he shook his head.

"Fuck a lesson, I need you."

"So needy all the time," he teased, lips at her neck, "such a whore for me hmm?"

She let her fingers glide through his hair, soaking up the groan he let out as she tugged at the roots.

"How are you so fucking perfect," his fingers brushing against her sensitive breasts, toying with her.

"Stop teasing."

He smiled at her impatience, grabbing her by the hips and flipping her onto her stomach. He guided her ass into the air as he ran a hand down her spine. She whined as she felt him fidgeting with his jeans.

As he tugged down his boxers, she pushed back against him, rubbing herself against his length. It felt like heaven was sucking him in as he slipped inside of her.

"You're so fuckin' good pretty," he slowly eased out before slamming his hips back into hers, "made for me."

She whimpered at the words he mumbled. He always had something to say.

"Yours, all yours Con, always," her eyes rolled as he slipped his arm around her waist, pulling her back to his front. Her stomach tightened ten fold as she saw their reflection in the mirror before them.

She tried to hide her face, look anywhere else, but he had other plans.

His hand held her jaw, locking her gaze in place as he stared into her eyes in their reflection.

"Watch yourself, or I stop." He snapped his hips at a new angle in which if he hadn't been holding her, she'd have fallen flat to her stomach once more.

The hand holding her toyed with her clit, while his mouth worked at the sweet spot just under her left ear.

"Fuck, fuck Conrad I'm close," she shuddered as he kept his pace.

"Let go."

The coil inside of her snapped, and before she knew it, he had her on her back. He fucked her viciously through her orgasm, hands beside her head as his hair hung low over his eyes.

Her body jerked as he worked to get himself off. She thought she might come again from just the sight of him pleasing himself with her.

He moaned as she clenched around him, legs wrapping around his torso, keeping him close.

"Come for me Con, please, I need it," he shivered at her lips so close to his ear, a whimper escaping him.

"I'm gonna fucking come," he gave two final thrusts before she could feel him release inside of her. The warmth overwhelming her senses as she cried his name, nails scraping his shoulders.

"I love you," he was breathless, and messy, and ogling her like she was the shiniest ring in the jewelry shop.

She took a breath as he pulled himself from her, clinging to him before he could move too far away, "Tell me something I don't know."

I am so sorry this took so long!

I really did try my best to get to work on this the second I got it but I've been so stressed with moving! This is my first published smut ever so I hope it wasn't too bad and I hope this lived up to your requests expectations!

if anyone requests smut, feel free to throw in certain kinks or details if thats what you want! I'd love to be able to write as accurately as your imagination intended!

#tsitp #conrad x reader #conrad fisher smut #the summer i turned pretty #jenny han #conrad #conrad fisher #jeremiah fisher #soft smut #smut #fluff #chris briney

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