#tired of this 'oh they don't experience kink the same way I do so it must not be in character' shit

[grandwretch]

oh God another day another violent urge to scream "what kind of kink you like is not a beholden to a certain personality type" while whacking people with an empty plastic bottle

#oh u don't think that character would want to give up agency #oh gee if only there was a kind of submission that was about letting yourself get taken care of #if only service doms were a thing #Oh WAIT #tired of this 'oh they don't experience kink the same way I do so it must not be in character' shit #also u don't think a character who never had a parental presence wouldn't enjoy having clear and defined rules from someone they trust ? #you think they wouldn't appreciate not having to make decisions for once? #I can promise you the venn diagram of ppl who were parentified kids and ppl who are subs is very nearly a circle

[rynwritesreid]

Idea for fic: enemies to lovers Dom older Spencer and f reader with age gap can’t stand eachother at work and then away on a case they get paired up to be in a room and there’s one bed anyways reader goes and showers and comes out wearing nothing but her bra and panties since she left her tank top the bed and Spencer is shocked and teases her all night and thennnnn rest is history😏

A/N: has this been sat in my inbox for over 3 months? Yes. I hope this makes up for the wait, sorry it tool awhile :( but I did see it when it was first asked, but I’ve been dealing with a lot in the past few months, and I’ve been dealing with some writers block. But I hope you guys enjoy it :)

Summary: Basically what ANON asked for. Spencer and reader hate each other, but Emily has a plan that could resolve all the issues or make them worse.

Content: Fem!reader. Dom!Reid/Sub!reader. Use of Y/N. Spanking. Degradation kink. Praise Kink. Power imbalance kink (kind off). Use of sir, slut, good girl and sweetheart. PinV/creampie. No mentions of contraception. No mentions of aftercare.

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You and Spencer hated each other. Maybe it’s because Spencer felt genuine competition from you, or maybe it was because you seemed to effortlessly outshine him in everything you did. And well you hated him, because every time Spencer walked into a room, he carried with him an air of superiority that grated against your nerves. You could see the jealousy in his eyes whenever someone praised your work or complimented your achievements.

Everyone had grown tired of the way you both acted around here. Emily would often call you both into her office to yell, “You are two of the best agents. Two brilliant minds. And yet no one can stand to be in the same room as you two.” 

You both sat in Emily's office, the tension thick between you. Spencer shifted uncomfortably in his seat, avoiding eye contact with you as Emily’s words hung heavily in the air. You couldn't deny the truth in Emily's words - your rivalry with Spencer had reached a breaking point, affecting not only your own work but the entire team dynamic.

Emily heaved a sigh, running a hand through her hair before continuing, "This behaviour ends now. I'm not going to tolerate this any longer. I need you two to figure out a way to work together, or I will have no choice but to reassign one of you."

*

“Oh, my god. Reid, do you ever shut up?” you muttered under your breath, unable to hide your irritation at Spencer's endless rambling. 

Spencer shot you a glare, his frustration evident in the way his jaw tensed. "At least I have something worthwhile to say, unlike you," he retorted, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

You rolled your eyes, crossing your arms over your chest. "Oh, please. Your so-called facts and statistics don't mean anything in the field. It's called real-life experience, something you clearly lack."

“Lacking real-life experience? Really?” Spencer paused, his voice fuelled with anger “I am older than you, and I have experienced things you wouldn’t even believe.”

Spencer's outburst surprised you, the raw emotion in his voice catching you off guard.

“Whatever you say, Dr Reid. From now on I’ll just worship the ground you walk on, shall I?” you retorted, trying to mask your unease with a casual tone. Inside, you felt a twinge of admiration for his ability to get under your skin so easily.

Emily glared at you both from across the room, she knew she had to put an end to this, but she wasn’t sure how she was going to do that.

Spencer's nostrils flared with indignation at your remark, his eyes flashing with a mixture of hurt and frustration. He opened his mouth to respond, but before he could utter a word, Emily's stern voice cut through the tension like a knife.

"That's enough!" Emily's command was sharp, her gaze piercing. "I've had it with this childish bickering between you two. This behaviour is unprofessional and completely unacceptable."

You both fell silent under Emily's unwavering stare, guilt creeping into your conscience as her words echoed in the room. The weight of her disappointment hung heavy in the air, suffocating the animosity between you and Spencer.

"I don't care who started it or whose ego is hurt more," Emily continued, her tone firm. "What I care about is that you two find a way to work together effectively. The team's safety and success depend on it."

*

Emily was sick and tired of how the both of you acted, and she knew she needed to act fast. She didn’t want to lose either of you, but she also couldn’t let things carry on. So, she devised a plan, one that could go horribly wrong or one that could go perfectly. 

*

“Hey, everybody.” Emily’s voice echoed through the jet, “the hotel we are staying at doesn’t have enough rooms for us all to have our own.” She paused for a brief second, she didn’t want anyone to catch on to her, “so, Rossi and I will have our own room. Tara and JJ, you’ll share, Luke and Matt you’ll share and erm… Y/N and Reid you guys will also be sharing.”

You exchanged a wary glance with Spencer as Emily assigned you to share a room. “Emily, I’m sorry. But what is this? You expect me to share a room with Reid? Also assigning us rooms, what are we like thirteen or something?” you scoffed, the incredulity evident in your voice. Spencer's expression mirrored your own disbelief, his eyes widening in surprise at Emily's unexpected announcement.

Emily raised an eyebrow at your protest, her gaze unwavering. "Yes, I expect you two to share a room. It's high time you both learn to work together and put your differences aside. Consider this a team-building exercise," she stated firmly, leaving no room for argument.

You opened your mouth to protest further, but Emily's steely glare silenced any objections before they could form.

*

“Seriously, one bed. Is she serious. I hate her, just as much as I hate you.” you spat out, glaring at Spencer as you both entered the hotel room assigned to you. The tension between you was palpable, suffocating the space as you stood on opposite sides of the room. The silence hung heavy in the air, broken only by the sound of Spencer's exasperated sigh.

"Believe me, the feeling is mutual," Spencer shot back, his tone laced with irritation as he surveyed the small room. The single queen-sized bed in the centre of the room seemed to mock your predicament, a constant reminder of the forced proximity between you.

“Because, unlike you, I’m nice. You can have the bed, as long as I can shower first.” You retorted, determined not to back down in this battle of wills. Spencer's jaw clenched at your words, a muscle ticking in his temple as he fought to keep his composure.

"Fine. Just make it quick," Spencer replied through gritted teeth, his pride wounded by the concession. 

Before you headed towards the shower, you started to unpack, you hated keeping everything in your bag when you were in the hotel room. Once, you had finished you grabbed your essentials and headed towards the bathroom without so much as muttering a word to Spencer.

Spencer watched as you disappeared into the bathroom, the click of the door echoing in the tense silence of the room. Alone now, he took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm of emotions swirling inside him. The mere thought of sharing a room with you made his skin crawl, but he knew Emily's intentions were well-meaning, if not a little misguided.

The rush of the warm water against your skin did little to soothe the simmering frustration that lingered within you. As the steam filled the bathroom, you tried to shake off the tension that had built up between you and Spencer. But every time you closed your eyes, his infuriating presence seemed to seep through the cracks of your composure.

“Shit. Shit. Shit.” As you looked at the pile of clothes you had in the bathroom, you realised you hadn’t brought in your PJs, and all you had was a pair of panties and a bra. You were too embarrassed to ask Spencer to bring you the rest of your clothes. 

You hesitated for a moment, weighing your options, but you weren’t going to be admitting defeat anytime soon, and maybe some part of you wanted to flaunt to Spencer something he could never have.

You dried yourself off and stepped out of the bathroom in just your underwear. Spencer’s eyes widened in disbelief as you emerged from the bathroom clad only in your underwear, the audacity of your actions catching him off guard. His cheeks flushed with a deep crimson hue, his gaze darting away as if to shield himself from the unexpected sight before him.

“Are you kidding me right now?” Spencer’s voice wavered slightly, a mix of shock and embarrassment colouring his tone. He struggled to maintain eye contact, opting instead to focus on a random spot on the wall.

You couldn’t help but smirk at his discomfort, a sense of satisfaction blooming within you at having turned the tables on Spencer for once. The power shift in the room was palpable, the tension crackling between you in a different way now.

“Just grabbing my clothes,” you stated nonchalantly, making no move to cover up as you retrieved your pyjamas. “Do you like what you see, Spencer?”

Spencer's cheeks burned hotter at your teasing words, his jaw clenching in a mixture of embarrassment and frustration. He struggled to find the right response, his mind racing to come up with a comeback that would regain the upper hand in this unexpected exchange.

"Very funny," Spencer finally managed to choke out, his tone strained as he averted his gaze, refusing to give you the satisfaction of seeing how flustered you had made him. 

“You know the way you’re acting right now, Y/N, isn’t of someone who hates me.” Spencer teased through gritted teeth, his attempt at levity falling flat in the charged atmosphere of the room. Your smirk faltered for a split second at his remark, a flicker of something unidentifiable crossing your features before you regained your composure, your mask slipping back into place.

"Let's get one thing straight, Spencer," you retorted, your tone firm as you met his gaze head-on. "Just because I'm not actively trying to strangle you right now doesn't mean I don't still think you're insufferable." The underlying tension between you simmered beneath the surface, waiting to reignite at the slightest provocation.

Spencer raised an eyebrow at your response, a ghost of a smile tugging at the corners of his lips despite himself. “Or you’re not actively strangling me, because you’d rather I’d be doing that to you.” Spencer paused, the words hanging in the charged air between you. His attempt at humour fell flat, the gravity of the situation pulling at the corners of his smile.

“What? No. What?” It was your turn to be embarrassed now as your cheeks flushed a deep shade of red at Spencer's unexpected remark.

“Oh, so I’m right. You do like the idea of me choking you.” Spencer paused, his eyes widening in realization at the slip of his words. The room seemed to hold its breath, the tension between you both reaching a new peak as his inadvertent confession hung in the air, heavy and loaded with unspoken implications.

You swallowed hard, trying to mask the sudden rush of emotions that threatened to overwhelm you. Spencer's gaze bore into yours, searching for a reaction, for any sign of the impact his words had made. And in that charged moment, something shifted between you, an invisible thread pulling you closer even as you both stood at opposite ends of the room.

“Spencer, I…” your voice wavered, uncertainty creeping into your tone as you struggled to find the right words to respond. The weight of his words hung heavy between you, begging for acknowledgement, for resolution. 

“It’s okay, you don’t need to say anything. Brats like you always act out when they are attracted to someone.” Spencer paused, his gaze softening as he took a step closer to you. The air between you crackled with a newfound vulnerability, baring emotions that had long been buried beneath layers of animosity and pride.

“Spencer, you have a very active imagination. I have, erm, I have never thought of you like that.” You stumbled over your words, the admission weighing heavily on your conscience. Spencer's expression softened at your response, a flicker of something unreadable passing through his eyes as he processed your words.

“I do not believe that for one second, sweetheart.” Spencer 's voice was barely above a whisper, his words laced with a raw honesty that left no room for doubt. The tension in the room had shifted once again, morphing into a charged undercurrent that pulsed between you, drawing you closer in a dance as old as time.

In one swift motion, Spencer seemed to have place you on top of his lap, your ass up in the air, and the palm of his hand striking against your backside.

Your breath hitched at the unexpected contact, a sharp gasp escaping your lips as Spencer's touch sent a jolt of electricity through you. The sting of his hand against your skin reverberated through your body, igniting a primal fire that had long been smouldering beneath the surface. 

“Now, you’re going to be a good girl, and say thank you after every time I spank you.” Spencer paused, his voice low and commanding as he laid down the rules of their newfound dynamic. Your head spun with a mixture of confusion and a strange exhilaration at the turn of events, the rush of adrenaline heightening your senses.

“Yes, sir.” You replied, your voice barely above a whisper as you complied with Spencer's demand, the unfamiliar title sending a thrill down your spine. Each strike of his hand against your skin sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through you, a heady mix of pain and desire intertwining in a dangerous dance.

“Are you sorry for been a brat? For constantly picking fights with me over nothing? For making Emily do this, just so I can use you like the slut you are.” Spencer paused; his voice laced with a deliberate edge as he pushed the boundaries of your newfound dynamic. Your breath caught in your throat at his words, a surge of conflicting emotions crashing over you. The raw honesty in Spencer's tone stripped away the layers of pretence between you, exposing the raw desire that simmered beneath the surface.

“Yes, sir, I’m sorry,” you whispered, your voice trembling with a mix of submission and defiance.

Spencer’s hand moved over your panties, so he could feel the ever-growing wet patch. “Do you like that? You like calling me sir, and me calling you a slut. You know for the type of brat you are out in the office or in the field, you break a lot easier than expected.”

Your breath caught in your throat as Spencer's words sent a surge of conflicting emotions coursing through you. The intensity of the moment hung heavy in the air, the boundaries between desire and shame blurring as his touch ignited a fire within you that burned hotter with each passing second.

“Yes, sir.” you whispered, your voice barely above a breath as you surrendered to the overwhelming tide of sensations that pulsed through your body. The weight of his hand against your skin, the pressure of his touch against your most intimate places, all served to push you to the brink of a precipice you had never dared to explore before.

“Good girl, now stand up and take off your bra and panties.” Spencer demanded, his voice firm and authoritative. You hesitated for a moment, your heart pounding in your chest as you grappled with the new dynamic unfolding between you. But you knew that you wanted this, needed this, and so you did as he commanded.

With trembling hands, you unclasped your bra and let it fall to the floor. Then, you stepped out of your panties, your legs feeling unsteady as you stood there before him, naked and exposed. The air between you was thick with desire, and you could feel Spencer's gaze raking over your body, devouring every inch of you.

"Now, bend over the table," he commanded, his voice rough with desire. You did as he said, your hands gripping the edge of the table as you lowered your body, presenting yourself to him. The cool surface of the table against your skin was a stark contrast to the heat that was building inside you. You could feel the moisture between your legs as it dripped down your thighs, a testament to the arousal that was consuming you.

Spencer stepped closer to you, his cock hard and pulsating with need. He ran his fingers through your hair, tangling them in the strands as he pulled your head back, his gaze never wavering from your exposed ass.

"You're such a naughty little slut, aren't you?" he growled, his lips brushing against your ear. "You know you want this, don't you? You've been craving my cock since the first day we met."

You could only nod in response, your body trembling with anticipation as his erection pressed against your wet sex.

"Good," he whispered, his breath hot against your ear. "Because I've been waiting for this moment ever since I saw you, too."

With one swift movement, he positioned himself at your entrance and thrust inside you in one smooth motion. Your eyes widened at the sudden invasion, the pleasure and pain intermingling in a way that was unlike anything you had ever experienced before.

You gasped, arching your back as his cock filled you completely. Spencer's hands gripped your hips, holding you in place as he began to move within you. His thrusts were rhythmic and powerful, filling you to the brim with each movement.

Your moans filled the room as Spencer's cock slid in and out of you, every thrust bringing you closer to the edge. Your body was on fire, every nerve ending tingling with pleasure as he fucked you hard and rough. Your mind was a blur of mixed emotions, guilt mingling with desire as you surrendered to the animalistic lust that was consuming you.

You could feel his hips slapping against your ass with each thrust, the sound of skin on skin echoing in the room. Your legs were trembling with each movement, your body submitting to his every command.

"You feel so good, baby," he groaned, his voice thick with desire. "So tight and wet. Just the way I always imagined you would be."

His words sent a rush of pleasure through you, making you clench around his cock. Spencer thrust deeper, his hips moving in a relentless rhythm that had you gasping for breath.

"Tell me you want me, baby," he growled, his voice harsh with need. "Tell me how much you love my cock inside you."

You couldn't form words, your mind lost in the haze of pleasure and desire. All you could do was cry out and arch your back, begging for more.

"Please, please, please," you moaned, your voice ragged with need. "More, oh please, more."

Spencer's smile was wicked, his eyes dark and full of lust. "Tell me you want me, baby," he demanded, holding your hips tight as he thrust into you.

"I want you, oh, I want you so fucking much!" you cried out, your body writhing beneath him. Your nails dug into the edge of the table, your legs trembling as you pushed back against him, taking him deeper inside you.

His thrusts became harder, faster, each one a razor's edge of pleasure and pain. You could feel his fingers digging into your hips, his breath hot against your skin as he possessed you completely.

"Tell me, slut," he growled, his voice rough with desire. "Tell me you're mine, and that you'll do anything I say."

You hesitated for a moment, your heart pounding in your chest as you grappled with the new dynamic unfolding between you. But you knew that you wanted this, needed this, and so you did as he commanded.

"I'm yours, sir," you whispered, your voice barely above a breath as you surrendered to the power, he held over you. "I'll do anything you say."

Spencer's eyes widened at your submission, a sense of triumph and desire flooding his entire being. He thrusted deeper into you, his cock aching to be buried inside you even further.

Your moans grew louder, your body shaking with every thrust as he took control of you. The power he wielded over you sent ripples of ecstasy through your entire being, your mind hazy with pleasure.

"That's it, baby, let me hear you," he growled, his voice rough with desire. "Tell me how much you love taking my cock, how much you love feeling me inside you."

You couldn't form words, your breaths coming out in short, sharp gasps. Your fingernails left marks on the edge of the table, your body writhing under his assault.

"Mmm, that's it, tell me baby," he urged, his hips moving in a relay and powerful stroke. "Tell me how much you love my cock inside you, how much you need it."

You could only whimper in response, your body trembling with each thrust. Your moans filled the room, and your entire body was on fire with pleasure and desire.

"Say it, baby," he demanded, his voice growing rough with need. "Say you love my cock inside you."

"I-I love your cock inside me," you stammered, your voice barely above a whisper. "I need you, please don't stop."

Spencer's eyes darkened at your plea, his grip on your hips tightening as he thrust into you harder. Your moans filled the room, your body arching and begging for more. You could feel the tension building, the wave of pleasure and desire crashing over you.

"That's it, baby," he growled, his voice thick with lust. "Come for me, let go of all that pleasure and surrender to me completely."

Your body shuddered, your moans growing louder as the orgasm overwhelmed you. Your pussy clenched around his cock, the sensation sending shivers of pleasure through Spencer's entire being.

He continued to thrust, his cock sliding in and out of you in a relentless rhythm. Your moans grew louder, your body trembling with each movement. 

You could tell Spencer wasn’t far off from his own release, the muscles in his abdomen tightening with every thrust.

The feeling of him inside you was indescribable, the intensity of your orgasm mixing with the pleasure of him taking you so roughly. You could feel him hardening even more, his cock pulsating with need as he fucked you deeper and faster.

"I'm gonna cum, baby," he growled, his eyes locked on yours. "I'm going to fill you up with my cum."

Your mind was a blur of thoughts and emotions, pleasure, and lust mingling with the desire to please him. You wanted him to take you, to possess you completely.

"Yes, sir, fill me up," you whispered, your voice barely above a whisper. "I want to feel you cum inside me."

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[hellsslibrary]

✧･ﾟ:*NSFW Alphabet with Jack Howl*:･ﾟ✧

DNI : minors.

!!Warnings : sub!bottom!Jack, heats, oral, soft sex, size difference, animal instincts (?), shower sex, handjob, sweat(?), male reader.

Riddle <————«« Jack »»————> Ruggie

Sawanaclaw. Jack Howl.

A = Aftercare (What are they like after sex?)

He doesn't get particularly tired, he has a lot more exercise than a few rounds of sex, so he's pretty good. Although if you are tired, then he will do everything for you in fact. Water, shower, food, anything else? It will certainly be in your hands.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

I do not think that he is one of those who will highlight something in his partner. It's like he loves you completely and doesn't highlight any parts of you, he just doesn't need to. He loves you all without a trace, completely, every part of you.

The same can be said about him. He will not love something more about himself than anything else. Although he is definitely proud of his muscles

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically)

His sperm is released in large enough quantities, I would say more than average. It is thicker than normal and less transparent than normal human.

As for your sperm, he absolutely does not care where you end up. Although he definitely prefers you to cum inside him because it satisfies his animal instincts a little, especially during his heats.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

It finds you hot when you are tired after exercising/sports/etc. Like really, you're out of breath, soaked in sweat, and take off your shirt with a heavy sigh of relief that it's over... And if you also have muscles... Damn... The poor boy will have a boner on the spot, lol.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they're doing?)

He is not. He is definitely a virgin. It's just, well, I doubt he's ever been interested in it to the point where he'd go and do it with anyone. Although he knows what he's doing, that's for sure.

F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying)

Doggystyle lol. What did you expect? Any self-respecting person imagined themselves fucking someone from Sawanaclaw in this position. Although his tail can sometimes get in the way in this pose, as he begins to wag a lot.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Yes, he is definitely serious. Like... I'm not even going to discuss it.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

I don't know, I don't think he takes much care of his hair there, he just cuts it when it gets too long, but he doesn't do anything else. He has a normal pubis with hair, not too much nor too little. And the hair on the carpet is darker than on the drapes, very very darker.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

He is a romantic but doesn't want to admit it. He's just shy about it though, but his tail always gives him away.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

No, he doesn't do it often. Or maybe not at all after your relationship has moved to an intimate level. Why does he need this if there is your dick? Hands? Mouth? Whatever else? You are much better at keeping him satisfied than he is.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Handjob? I really don't know why. I just like to think that he likes to jerk you off with his strong hands or boobs. Breeding kink. I think I don't have to explain it. Like he's literally a wolf, like a hybrid animal. It is clear that he has something similar. Oh, and of course a kink to the size difference! It doesn't matter which way it works, whether you are above or below it, less or more. It's just nice anyway.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Well... I think he likes sex against the wall. It doesn't matter how. You hold him, you press him or he lean on it. He just likes it when you are in the position of a predator, and he is prey from this point of view.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

In general, the usual degree of excitability, he is excited by things that he likes. Again, you're sweaty and tired, yes. Maybe you wearing tight clothes, he likes to look at your curves.

N = NO (Something they wouldn't do, turn offs)

Of course he wouldn't hurt you, it's a clear no-no for him. Also, he would never share you with anyone in any way.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

He loves to give, of course. He loves to give you pleasure and loves to watch you enjoy the pleasure he gives you.

But he definitely loves when you give. Definitely, also, prefers a blowjob than anything else.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

A fan of something tender and loving, of course. He doesn't want to admit it though, hehe. But when he's in heat, he wants you to fuck him fast so you can be rough with him.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

No, not a fan of this kind of activity. Although he doesn't mind since he has something in his head (you'll find out later in W). But still, he would prefer a long sex, rather than an act where you will fuck, as if in the last minutes of life.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Well... He... Yes? I guess yes. He's experimental and willing to try just about anything, within reason, if you want it or he wants it. And he is also willing to take some risks and try, although the risks are more difficult to explain, I think he is quite cautious.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

He lasts a very long time! In the end, he goes in for sports, and every athlete should have endurance training (CrossFit, my love :b ). So... 7-15? Yes, somewhere in this segment.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Well, I doubt he'll have toys since he'd be embarrassed to buy them, which is funny. But he is absolutely not against them, almost everything that you want, he is ready to try.

U = Unfair (How much do they like to tease)

He's not a fan of teasing. If he starts teasing you, then most likely his animal instincts will take over and he will immediately stop doing it and get down to business. This also applies to teasing on your part. He just might lose some control over himself.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Fairly quiet 3-4/10. Although still a pleasant, deep, low voice. But it is unlikely to ever become too high and loud. Quiet moans, sighs, maybe whining. No more.

W = Wild Card (Get a random head canon for the character of your choice)

Well... He loves sex in the shower. The way water runs down your naked body while you fuck him/suck him off/finger him/etc gets him too turned on for no apparent reason. His hands instinctively grab at least something and in the end he breaks one of the shelves.

X = X-Ray (Let's see what's going on in those pants, picture or words)

Very muscular, sculpted body! A few training scars, well, because he's a wolf after all. The penis is slightly larger than average, maybe 6-7 inches / 15-17 cm. But it is quite thick in girth due to its knot.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

It is variable. When he's not in heat it's low, he doesn't want to do it too much, he's not some kind of nymphomaniac after all. He thinks it's too sensual to practice too often. But if he's in heat... I suggest you take a deep breath in and out, buddy.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fell asleep afterwards)

If the action was at night, then he will fall asleep almost immediately. Although, if it was in the daytime, he would not fall asleep. But if you want to take a nap with him for a while or just lie around, then he will gladly please you with this.

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[ADA]Osamu Dazai NSFW Alphabet!

Genre: Smut

Synopsis: NSFW alphabet for our favourite bandaged suicidal maniac!

Contains: Overall GN reader, regardless of sex! Refrences to bdsm, public sex, pregnancy and breeding kinks, sex toys and more overall sexual stuff 😭🙏 there's way too much in here for me to list

Warnings: Not proofread‼️ English is also not my first language so there might be grammatical errors cuz despite me being fluent, i'm dumb asf!

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Ngl... May seem a bit ooc but I imagine him actually being really sweet after sex, that is if you two are like together and not just a hook up or something lol. He'd praise you and tell you did so good and def help you clean up and take a bath/shower afterwards. Maybe even order food if you two feel up for it.

I imagine he'd also be pretty cuddly, holding you tightly as he nuzzles his face in your shoulder. Moments like these where he shows his vulnerability to someone yk?

B = Body Part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partners)

On himself, probably his eyes or hands. He just loves looking at you and watching all your adorable reactions! And with his hands he, of course, gets to touch you anywhere and everywhere!

On you, the fav is either your face or thighs. Your face of course because of how it can twist and contort in pleasure! Again, he loves your reactions very much. As for thighs, he just loves grabbing and holding them, thin or thick, doesn't matter to him! He loves caressing them, kissing them, licking, biting, leaving hickeys on them, you name it! He also ADORES how your legs try to close when giving you head! Squishing him to death between your thighs truly seems like a great way to go!

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum, basically)

Cummin on you. This fucker definitely loves coating you in his cum. If you can get pregnant he'd definitely be against the idea of cumming in you if you're not using a condom, he is NOT ready for the responsibility of raising a kid, sorry breeding kink people.

But if you can't get pregnant then he's more than willing, he still prefers to see you coveres in his load tho, it's just hot to him, yk?

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

I think he'd have a liking to purposefully walking in on you changing, just seems like the type of guy to ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Oh boy this man is def experienced from all the sleeping around he does 😭🙏 for all sexes too, not just afab ppl.

F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying)

Following on from the hc from earlier, any position where he can see your face will have him satisfied! Although I don't think he'd be particularly picky, just would prefer to see your face.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

I'd imagine him to be quite silly while not ruining the mood, unless he's absolutely tired and done and needs something to let his frustrations out, ofc, but even then after he starts relaxing he'd def go back to his usual teasing and cracking jokes here and there!

H = Hair (How well-groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He'd do the bare minimum grooming 💀🙏 listen, he's too occupied living to really care about his hair down there but ig in some way the carpets would match the drapes because no matter how unkept he has his hair, it still looks shampoo commercial worthy so probably same thing down there aswell. Would occasionally give himself a trim tho, not fully unkempt.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment? The romantic aspect.)

Depends on his mood and what it is. Quickie? Maybe less intimate as it's just meant to be a quick fuck but if it was proper sex at home he's def be on the more romantic side, unless again pouring his frustrations out on you, and even then, the way his eyes shine looking at you would still reveal the love he holds for you so <3

J = Jack off (Masturbation Headcanon)

This cunt has the sex drive of a teen boy so he'd def be jerking off often, maybe like at least 2 or 3 times per week? Although he can hold himself back pretty well. I can also imagine him absolutely obliterating No Nut November just because he thought it'd be funny.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Can of worms... Which we will be disecting and studying as if its our finals hitting!

For starters, def maintained some of the less healthy kinks he had from his PM days like sadomasochism and gunplay, but at least now it's more of an overall roleplay/bdsm kink with no actual danger. Speaking of which he would LOVE to get tied up or tie you up, same for choking but more on the receiving end. Both giving and receiving for edging and orgasm denial too. Probably also has a big thing for being dominated; he doesn't mind domming but he'd absolutely LOVE to be stepped on and get his brains fucked out!

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

He's shameless but not entirely. As far as he'd go is semi-public places like an alley or his car. As for favourite place, peobably the ADA office LMFAO particularly when it's empty because there's a risk of getting caught!

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

As mentioned previously, this guy has the sex drive of a horny teen so even the smallest touch could accidentally set him off.

N = No (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He would NEVER hurt his partner on purpose. Even for his more extreme kinks he'd make sure you're okay with it first and foremost before anything. Also ik dacryphillia is a big thing in these kinds of fics but if you ever started properly crying he'd stop IMMEDIATELY.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

I think he'd prefer giving slightly more than receiving. He just loves being in between your legs, you know? And again, would love to get choked to death by your thighs <3

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Depends. If he's making love he'd 100% go slow and sensual, but if it's a quickie his pace would def be fast, a bit rough too but unintentionally! If he's fucking though... Walking privileges will 100% be lost from how rough he'd be lol

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He LOVES them. Legit cherishes them as if they're god's best gift to man, and to be honest to a man like him they sure are.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

Seeing as how he'd be more than willing to fuck you in his car he'd def enjoy risks here and there, with consent of course(minus pregnancies goodness gracious, if you two are at it without a condom he'd immediately rush you to take your morning after pill afterwards). Again, he would never hurt his partner on purpose and if risks aren't your thing he'd be more than understanding

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

His stamina matches his horniness. If it were after him, he probably wouldn't stop till the sun rises so really it's up to his partner for how long sex will go lmfao

T = Toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Ohhh he'd love toys. Most likely owns a fleshlight for when you're not there to please him lolol

And don't feel left out! Because he'd love using toys on you too! Be it vibrators, dildos or something more obscure!

U = Unfair (How much they like to tease)

King of teasing™ will not miss a minute to joke about how desperate you are for him or any of the sort

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Loud but he does it on purpose just to add to his teasing. Also because he enjoys annoying the neighbors and if he'd doing it in a semi-public place, adds to the risk

W = Wild Card (A random headcanon for the character)

Loves getting pegged.

X = X-ray (Let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

As a non dick haver I actually had to search a bit for this bit-

Uhhh maybe just a little above average idk??? Maybe like 6.2 inches or smth? I o ly rlly have a vague image of him not really being too thick but making up for it in lenght so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I'll just leave this one up to your guy's imaginations 💖

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Already mentioned it like 5 times but omd he gets so horny so often you might aswell assume he's a rabbit

Z = Zzz (How quickly they fall asleep afterward)

Although I hc him to have slight insomnia because of depression, probably after sex is one of the only times he can actually fall asleep rather quickly. Just snuggle up to him nice and warm and he's out like a light in approximately 3 minutes. And he def sleeps like a log too lmfaooo

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nsfw alphabet // marcus

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

sex usually tires him out, especially if it's nighttime or after a party. so he'd likely just wash the cum from the both of you and get some sleep. and of course, morning comes and you're waking up to him cutting some strawberries. oh lord.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

fem!reader: this man is THE thigh lover. he loves thighs. small, large, gap between or no gap between. he loves to squeeze them, bite them, kiss them (but not if you're a hookup, kisses are reserved for his partner). masc!reader: waist. mhm. he loves holding onto it when you're dancing with him and during sex, he grips them sooo roughly too. he just thinks it nice to hold onto (he also likes seeing it all soapy. he loves shower sex). gn!reader: your hips!! he loves them. kind of for all the same reasons as the last one, but he also just really likes the look of them.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

he usually pulls out and cums on your tummy. his cum is THICK, probably on the more clear side. cums on the strawberries.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

sigh, he wants you to eat the strawberries with his cum on them. you know it's true, i don't make the rules.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

very experienced. more with women than men, but he's had his fair share of both. he knows how to make you cum. nothing phenomenal, just kind of.. average?

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

hmm, probably doggy. he lovvves the view. slapping your ass is one of his favorite things to do, amd it's the perfect position to do so in. ohh god, he goes weak in the knees when you look back at him with needy eyes.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

not exactly. he says some dumb things sometimes, like, he's not super good with dirty talk but he still insists on saying stuff to you. sometimes he says stuff that makes you laugh a little.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

you already know the answer. he doesn't care to shave, but he's pretty clean.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

oh definitely. only if you're dating of course. he loves to take his time with you, definitely a rose petal guy. maybe a bubble bath together, some candles lit up around you.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

no. if he's horny, he'll just go out to a club, find someone who wants him (he's way too confident).

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

spanking. he's love loves spanking you! very very light breath play, just having his hand around your neck while he pounds into you. maybe light bondage, having your hands restrained with a ribbon.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

bedroom. but he'd be down to fuck you on the kitchen counter, having you bent over the cold counter. he also wouldn't be opposed to fucking you in a club bathroom.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

simple, seeing you naked, dancing provocatively at a club, or seeing you in fancy lingerie.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

anal on himself. he's okay with fucking you in the ass, but he doesn't want to be the one getting fucked. and going with that, he also doesn't like being submissive.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

he lovvves being given blowjobs. especially when your spit bubbles mix with his precum and drip everywhere. fem!reader: he loves when you sit on his face. he laps at your cunt like he's been starved half to death, and he grabs your thighs to make sure that you stay still for him. though he does like when you squirm. masc!reader: sloppy sloppy. he really, i mean really sucks it. he barely gags, but he gets his spit all over you. definitely an ass grabber, he squeezes it the whole time.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

he likes a good mix. he likes fucking you real fast and hard, but also kind of gentle. it really all depends on the day.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

sure. you wanna get something out quickly before you head off to work? he's gonna fuck you nice and quick.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

why not. he likes to cum inside, and he'd be down to fuck you somewhere semi-public.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

probably 2.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

yes!! he loves to use toys on you. testing out different sized dildos, vibrator settings, butt plugs. his favorite to use while fucking you are nipple clamps! maybe he'd wear a cockring too.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

he's not really a tease. he actually prefers to make you cum too many times. though if you wanted him to edge you, he absolutely would.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

not super loud. he lets out little grunts and moans, and of course some dirty talk. you would have to make him feel really good to get him to be loud.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

he's definitely taken part in a threesome. i don't know, man, he definitely has though.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

...4 inches soft, 5.8 hard. tip color:

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

easy 8.3/10

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

pretty fast if it's night time, he gets tired easily if he's cum enough.

#i ❤ rory culkin #rory culkin #rory culkin x reader #rory culkin smut #nsft alphabet #marcus swarm #rory culkin swarm #swarm 2023

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Oops!...I Did It Again

Ch 2: Lucky Charm

Pairing: Nanami Kento x reader

Warnings: Use of profanities and curse words, power dynamics, toxic work culture

Synopsis: When life was throwing you uncountable curveballs, an unexpected reunion with your high school friend helped you dodge every single one of them. Coping mechanisms leave you both in a complicated situationship. So what happens when one of you ends up catching feelings? The cliche or the unexpected?

Jujutsu Kaisen Masterlist

Ch 1

Naoya Zenin was a menace. A woman-hating man-child who was also an out-and-proud nepotism baby. He was a nightmare to work with, and it didn't help that you were his secretary. The pay was good, very good, but you didn't know how long you could tolerate his trashy behavior. For now, you have to go with the flow and put up with his issues to avoid pulling three part-timers a day. Which was why you were redoing the whole file work because he didn't like the original font. You were sure the font did not matter to him; he was just enjoying his time moonwalking on your last nerve and misusing his position to make you feel inferior or something along those lines.

"Get me a grilled steak and green salad from that French place", Naoya ordered as the clock hit 12.

It was lunch time, commonly known as his infamous "booty hour", where he would invite a woman from the department to discuss a crucial company matter until his lunch arrived. What was worse was the fact that he would expect you to instruct the delivery person to take the food inside his office while he went at it. Some weird kink of his that got him off. But being the compassionate human you are, a friendly warning was provided instead. However, the same couldn't be said about you. Today was not your lucky day, as your order was declined due to traffic problems, and you had to inform that ass of a man about it.

"Um, sir, would you like to order something else? They're not taking online orders today", you asked, already expecting a dramatic reaction from him.

"Just go get it then, and better make it quick; I don't like my food cold."

The sheer audacity this man had was unbelievable. So fucking ill-mannered and rude that you could easily see yourself killing him. Before you could give him a piece of your mind, in a very toned-down way, of course, a woman entered the office, which was your cue to leave. She was very pretty, and it was a pity that she was there to entertain your boss. It's not like she was forced to, but you're sure that she wants a promotion, and this was the only way. With the experience of two weeks here, you were enlightened with the information about the consultation department being the worst of all when it came to the work environment and treatment of staff. And there was literally nothing anyone could do about it, not even the HR department, because the person on top of the food chain was affiliated with the Zenin family. So you did your job and kept quiet like everyone else.

You felt disgusted as you walked out of the office. The huge pay makes sense now. No one would voluntarily want to work with a jerk like Naoya. For someone from such an influential family, he was too ignorant to survive in the real world. And although he was actually good at what he did, his problematic behavior left no space for praise. But at the end of the day, it was true that he was your boss, and it was also true that you were literally running an errand for him right now. Complaining is all you can do, which was tiring. It is what it is. So with a smile on your face, you entered the restaurant and ordered a grilled steak seasoned with extra pepper and a green salad to go. Yes, it was childish and petty; however, you don't remember him saying "please" while requesting either, so a little spice makes it even now.

You looked around for an empty seat to sit on while you waited, and just then you saw a familiar face offering you one beside him. Oh, he was totally an angel in disguise. You remember that in high school, he helped you several times. Like that one time when you were late for PE class and he lied on your behalf to save you from punishment, or that one time when he helped you revise the whole syllabus minutes before the test, or the one where he stayed awake the whole night to keep you company at a sleepover because you were hellbent on completing the horror movie marathon, or the one where he held your hand while the doctor informed you about your parents' deaths. Nanami Kento was a kind person. A Lucky Charm. And the same kind person found out that you left the city a day before his 19th birthday without telling him.

"Are you stalking me?", you said with a playful smile as you sat down.

"Are you planning on leaving without a word again?", he countered, reciprocating your smirk.

"Oh, so we're going that way, huh", you replied, chuckling. It was not awkward, but you didn't feel like explaining that situation.

"Are we? Anyway, what are you doing in this part of town? Fancy something French?", he asked, changing the subject.

"Oh no. I'm here to get food for a walking STD", you stated almost immediately.

"Interesting. Please elaborate", Nanami said, unsure if he was just entertaining your rant or genuinely invested.

"It's my boss. He's such a douchebag. I can't stand him, but I have to since I'm his assistant. It's exhausting having to sit through his bullshit. He just never shuts up, you know. Legit crap comes out of his mouth. And honestly, he knows his shit, I'll give him that, but the guy's hopeless when it comes to basic human decency. God, he's trash", you stopped knowing well that you could go on forever.

"That sounds like a lot. Why not switch? The company, I mean", Nanami questioned.

You were hesitant, almost uncomfortable, with him knowing about your employment crisis. For some reason, you didn't want him to look at you any differently than he did before. You didn't want him to view you as a failure. Maybe it was the inferiority complex or whatever, but you just wanted to avoid the topic. Fortunately for you, your order was ready, and so were you, to leave. With that, you said your goodbyes, promising to catch up again.

"Sir, you have a meeting with the head of the marketing department at 3", you said while organizing his schedule.

"Yeah, that. Let's go; you're coming with me. I need someone to carry the paperwork", he said nonchalantly.

It was while working with him, that you noticed that Naoya Zenin had a knack for enraging people. But trying your best to pay him no mind, you followed him with your hands full to the meeting auditorium. Once you reached the well-furnished venue, he instructed you to arrange the files and leave. Damn, this job was hitting on all the tough spots of your already bruised ego. You opened the door to leave, only to bump into a large man. A large man in a white tuxedo with blonde hair, to be specific. Who knew that on your way out, you would bump into Nanami Kento of all people?

Ch 3

Series Masterlist

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NSFW Alphabet

I love this trend so I decided to give it a go^^

character(s): Thoma, Ayato, Kaveh, Kaeya

pairings: fem!reader x Thoma, Ayato, Kaveh, Kaeya (separately)

enjoy! ✿

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Thoma

He's probably a switch, and even when he's domming, he's 100% a service dom.

A for aftercare: I think Thoma would be all over you, whispering sweet nothings in your ear, pampering you and absolutely showering you with cuddles (A/N: oh to have a Thoma in my life *dramatic sigh*)

O for oral: he's very close to being 50/50, but he loves going down on you, watching you tremble and quiver as he explores you with his mouth

Q for quickies: he's fucking serious on his job, really. Almost nothing you do can distract him from his job, but there's some days when he's just too needy to wait. Ah, if the Kamisato Estate could talk..

S for stamina: two to three rounds is the max he can go uninterrupted

U for unfair: teasing wise, he's not that cruel. What he likes to do though, is to shower you with compliments and watch you squirm because you struggle to accept any of them. He'd end up his compliments attack with a kiss on your forehead and a hug, in which you'd hide your face in his chest, and he'd gently stroke your back to soothe you.

Ayato

He's a dom through and through. There might be times when he lets you have the upper hand, but those don't last very long, and you like it that way.

E for experience: oh boi oh boi. He knows exactly what he's doing, and you can rest assured you're going to lose your mind for him.

K for kinks: this man has a pet kink and a degradation mixed with a praise kink, I just know it. I think he also has a bit of an exhibitionism kink, but never really gets caught. He likes to have you all to himself, but the perspective of getting caught by his servants turns him on.

S for stamina: one round without interruption, two if he's really in the mood. He likes to take his sweet ass time with you, so those rounds are...rather long.

T for toys: assuming sex toys exist in the genshin universe, I think he'd have a few, just to tease you to hell and back.

U for unfair: depends on his mood really; he could be sweet one moment, and then tease you until you're too hot and bothered to utter any logical sentence. When he's in the mood he's basically unstoppable.

Kaveh

This man is a sub, through and through. I just know it.

D for dirty secret: he purposefully went down on you one time to get back at Alhaitham,

J for jack off: he doesn't masturbate often, but when he does, he's always thinking of you riding him.

P for pace: he likes to go at whatever rhythm you want, but on some rare occasions, he'd go extra slow, savoring how you feel around him.

S for stamina: with all the all-nighters he pulls, he doesn't really feel tired anymore, so he can go for three rounds.

V for volume: he's LOUD AS FUCK. Seriously. He's so loud you sometimes wonder if people outside the house can hear you guys. That's why you two usually stay at your place, since you live alone. If you had sex in the same house as Alhaitham he'd hear you even through his noise canceling headphones, geez.

Kaeya

More of a dom, but if you were to take the initiative, he'd enjoy the show with a smirk on his face, so he's not opposed to it.

C for cum: he loves the sight of you oozing with his cum. Whether it's from your mouth or your pussy, he just loves seeing how much he can fill you.

H for hair: he's very well groomed down there, and anywhere else for all that matters.

L for location: anywhere really, as long as it's somewhere away from prying eyes, you better believe he'll make it work.

R for risk: he's very open minded when it comes to trying new things, so he'll consider any proposal you have most of the time, unless it's something that makes him really uncomfortable.

Y for yearning: his sex drive is high, very high, although he keeps it at bait while at work (fortunately for you, otherwise you wouldn't be able to walk most of the time).

#genshin headcanons #genshin smut #genshin thoma #genshin fanfic #genshin thoughts #genshin kaveh #genshin kaeya #genshin impact #genshin thirsts #genshin things #genshin ayato #genshin imagines

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hi! can we get pt.2 of yan vampire ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡

🩸°Yandere Vampire°🩸

Desc and possible Tw: Sexual themes, blood, mentions of feeding, kinks, Yandere Vampire in general 💀

Let me know if I missed any!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Yandere Vampire Likes to memorize their work, and then lick you clean.

Oh dear, I'm sorry I went so rough.. but the aftermath Is so… memorizing~

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Yandere Vampire loves any part of their partner's body. But if they had to have a favorite, I'd be their partner's chest. It's so accessible, why wouldn't they like it?

Yandere Vampire likes their nails. They can scratch and mark you all they want, and.. the blood is a bonus!

Causally scratching the fuck out of you

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Yandere Vampire cums In various places. Mouth, inside, face, body, chest. mostly chest. The bastard spreads it around with their fingers too!

Does and will suck on ur nips

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Yandere Vampire has always wanted to edge you until you passed out, but never acted on it.

Sometimes fantasies must stay fantasies..

They've also wanted to spy on you masturbating

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Yandere Vampire has experience. They've been alive for 200 years, so there's no doubt they've slept around before!

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Wrapped Lotus, DoggyStyle, One partner standing missionary, From-behind-bend (over the counter), and anything very close and intimate!

So.. close..

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Half and half. Yandere Vampire likes to make jokes, mostly about how they're gonna cover u in their cum 😭

I'm practically gonna bathe you in my cum~

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Pretty well-groomed! They like to take care of themselves.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Very very intimate! They like gently marking you, and they welcome you doing the same. Or rough.. be rough with them :3

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Yandere Vampire won't really jerk it bc they have you around now. But if you've expressed that you're tired or don't wanna, They'll jerk it. Be warned, they'll do it right next to you while whining and moaning really loud 💀

Loud whining and moaning Honey.. just stay right there I'm almost done..

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Thigh riding, Hair pulling, Choking and being choked, Marking and being marked, praise and degrading, mirror sex, edging, orgasm control, body worship, and bondage.

It's.. alot :3

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Yandere Vampire does; Bedroom, tables or counters, the floor, in front of mirrors of any kind, sometimes the garden, and in the shower.

Pushes you over their fancy long ass table Hold still honey.. I'll be done soon~

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Anything really. You move your leg a certain way, they're all over you!

Oh? if you were feeling needy, you could've just said so~

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Yandere Vampire won't do pet play, any bodily thing that isn't cum or blood, roleplay, anything and I mean that has to do with feet.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Yandere Vampire loves giving their partner oral. It's actually a bad habit now. They'll get in-between your legs, giving tiny licks to your part and going from there.

Loud unneeded noises yummy~

I'd say on a scale of 1-10 of skill, I'd give 'em a 8. Your gonna be cummings multiple times 🫡

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

It depends! If they're feeling extra in the mood they'll be pretty fast and rough. But if they're feeling very intimate, slow and sensual.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Yandere Vampire doesn't like quickies. They like taking their time!

Quickie? No way. Now we're gonna go longer~

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Yandere Vampire loves risk and experimenting so Yup!

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

8-10 rounds. 8-10 ROUNDS. They would go longer with you but you give out on the 5th round ( ・∇・)

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Yes! Yandere Vampire is kinky. They like leaving vibrators in their partner for hours and then fucks 'em

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Mean. They are so mean! They'll edge you until your shaking and crying, begging them to fuck you already

Honey, stop squirming! I'll do it when I'm ready~

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Whiner. Yandere Vampire whines and moans very loud, mostly to annoy you or make the whole world hear how you make them feel 😊

Really loud moaning and whining

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

They like to feed on you while you guys have sex (;ﾟ∇ﾟ)

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

9 inches! Decent girth and such.

Could be seen as a strap on! :)

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Very high! They see sex as a very private and intimate thing that they and their partner share together.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

It takes Yandere Vampire a little while but will eventually fall asleep.

I love you honey, goodnight~

It has been way too long, I've missed you all!

Credits to them, This is where I got the temple so check them out :)

Thank you so much for requesting! As I enjoyed writing :3

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Might be weird for you to write if you don't like this kinnnda thing sooo don't do it if your uncomfortable.... love to see something with a daddy kink. Eddie or Adrian? Both if possible. Again I get if you not okay with it. Love yous xx

Summary: They get paired together for a biology assessment. That's it. The popular cheerleader would never ruin her reputation and standing with her parents for a DnD nerd. Unless....?

Also, why does Jason Carver hate Eddie Munson so much?

Tags: Cheerleaders, Daddy Kink, Semi-Public Sex, Fluff and Smut, Cheating

Song Recommendation: Rich Girl by Hall and Oats.

Stranger Things, Eddie Munson Masterlist - here

Cheerleaders. Love em or hate em, they're an American tradition. There's a reason why you find girls like that in all of the movies surrounding the high school experience. They were supposed to be perfect, pure, and innocent, but as most know, they are notorious bitches.

Well, a lot of them are. Take Y/N for example. She was whip-smart with a sharp tongue and that uniform, oh, that uniform made Eddie feel things that he didn't want to feel. He thought that cheerleading uniforms were some sort of torture device made by perverts to ensure that horny teenage boys got boners whenever they stared at them for too long. But, it was never going to happen. The freak and the queen bitch? Nope. That would never happen to poor ol' Munson, right?

They were in the same year at school. It was back at Eddie's first try at graduating high school. Back when everything seemed possible, when there weren't nearly as many problems in his life. Back when the only problem on his mind was this goddamned assignment that Mr Kane was yapping on about.

Something something biology. Presentation.... oh fuck me in the ass, this class is so fucking boring. If I shoved this pencil in my eye, would I die? What if I shoved two pencils, one in each eye? Would I double die? Or would it cancel each other out?

"Edward Munson, could you please pay attention for five minutes?" Eddie snapped his eyes up from his notebook to his teacher - and the rest of the other students who were staring at him. 

"I'm sorry, what did you say?" he responded politely, but with an air of arrogance that he had perfected throughout high school, knowing that teachers hated it and they hated him for it. It's not his fault that school sucks and is boring. He just spends the majority of it in his own head. It's way more interesting in there.

Mr Kane took that as his cue to continue what he was saying. Like the absolute prick he was, he decided to announce, "It's time to partner up. Yeah, you heard that correctly, I've decided to let you share the brunt of your work with one of your lovely classmates," in a tired and humourless voice.

Brilliant. Amazing. Fucking fantastic. Not only was Eddie going to disappoint Uncle Wayne with his grades, but also one of his fellow students. Perfect. He was waiting for the moment when whoever was picked to go with him, whined about it to the teacher and either:

a) managed to swap partners

b) made it very clear that Eddie 0% of the work

Because that's what was going to happen. Nobody ever wanted to work with him. Why would they? He was awful at homework and tests and all that assignment bullshit. Hell, he barely went to class. He sat alone doodling in his notebook most of the time, staring at the door and waiting for a chance to leave.

"Y/N and.... and, who's left? Y/N and Eddie."

For fucks sake.

There was a smattering of laughter as people snickered to themselves. This wasn't going well at all. What a perfect combination. He could probably survive, right? Maybe. But, then again, maybe not. Oh, how he wished that he was invisible.

Hey, it's all good. It's not like she'll want to talk to him and go over the work or anything. She'll do all the work and get an A- or whatever she usually gets, and he'll get a big, fat F because she'd tell on him in no time. Right?

Right? Wrong. As he left the classroom, he heard her calling his name from behind. Great. Now he'd have to deal with the girl he had been crushing on since the beginning of school. He sighed, preparing himself mentally and emotionally as she caught up with him to tug on his sleeve.

"Are you fucking deaf, Munson?" she snapped in her usual sassy manner as she spoke. He rolled his eyes in return as he glared down at her, raising an eyebrow as he waited for her to continue with the onslaught of insults that were bound to come from those pouty lips of hers.

When she didn't say anything else, he looked at her questioningly, waiting for an explanation. When she remained silent, he decided it would be best if he cut in before she started another tirade. "What is it, Y/N? You want to swap partners? Be my fucking guest. I mean, you obviously want to switch partners. Just say it." He knew he sounded rude, but there was no point in holding back on someone who had a mouth like hers. He couldn't help it, she just pissed him off. She was always like this; sarcastic, disrespectful, rude, pretty, totally out of his league, surprisingly funny when she wanted to be, a quick thinker that he knew had a lot more going on than it seemed at first.

One thing that always brought a smile to his face was a memory that he had of her. It was simple. Quick. He didn't even know if she remembered it. He'd come out of the Hellfire room a little late as he'd been packing up after a session - all the other boys had gone home by now - and he thought that the parking lot would've been empty.

Nope. It wasn't.

Sat on the curb with what Eddie assumed to be her boyfriend's hoodie on, Y/N was still waiting for her ride. Luckily, she wasn't alone. A stray cat that often liked to prowl the school after hours took a shine to the cheerleader, nuzzling itself into her leg. Eddie had never seen Y/N look so happy before. She was smiling, giggling, playing around with the cat, talking softly to it and playing with its ears while Eddie watched on in complete awe. As stupid as it sounds, he came to the realisation 'Oh, she's just a girl'. He'd seen her as this unapproachable and strong, intimidating force, but looking at her now, it seemed like she really wasn't that bad. There was niceness to her. Something inside of her shone through, something soft and kind and sweet that she hid away from the general population of their classmates. 

It hurt his heart a little, but he tried not to think too much about it as he cleared his throat to acknowledge that he was there. "Are you okay?" he asked bluntly as she jumped at his sudden interruption and accidentally scared away the cat. "Whoops, my bad. I'm sorry."

"Eddie Munson? What do you want?" she sneered, crossing her arms as she looked at him with annoyance. Ah, so the mask was back up already.

"Would you like a ride?"

"From you?"

"It looks like it's going to rain."

And, she noticed the sky turning dark. Well, shit, he was right. She glanced down at her watch and realised that it was way beyond the time her boyfriend was supposed to pick her up. Evan had forgotten. 

Again. 

So, she weakly nodded and accepted his hand when he offered it to help her up. It was awkwardly silent as he guided her to his van and opened the door for her to get in. Y/N had never been treated in such a way.  He was a gentleman. That was new information that she'd try not to dwell on. And since she'd never had the door cordially opened for her, she couldn't help but respond with a coy, "Th-thank you," and if she wasn't mistaken, there was a blush threatening to creep onto her cheeks. 

As soon as she'd taken her seat in his car, he got in and pulled away from the school grounds. After she got settled in, she turned to look at him and saw him watching her with concern. "How was your day?" he asked gently, trying to break the silence.

"Fine." She paused for a second, deciding whether or not to give him some more details, but quickly abandoned the thought. He didn't need them. No matter what she told him, he wouldn't care. "You?"

"Same old, same old," he answered, glancing over at her briefly before he continued driving. They both stared straight ahead in silence again until he decided to ask, "So...you like cats?"

Honestly, it was the only thing he could think of saying. It seemed like the safest question starter, plus, it was better than the tense nothingness that was the alternative. She looked down at her lap, refusing to make eye contact, before replying "Yeah. I'm not allowed any pets at home. Mom says she's allergic but I don't think that's true." Then, she chuckled quietly, "I love animals though."

"There's this dog that is always around where I live. Don't know if he's got a proper name but I call him Scruffball. Don't even know if he's got an owner," he explained, laughing lightly under his breath when he caught her expression at the mention of a dog. It was cute. Very cute. "He loves me. I mean, who doesn't? Yeah, he's always waiting for me when I get home." His smile widened and he added, "He likes to chew on my shoelaces."

A small chuckle escaped her as her gaze lifted to glance at his, meeting his eyes for a split second before shifting her head to look out the window. There was a strange, unfamiliar feeling bubbling inside of her chest. It felt nice. Warm. Comforting. Like butterflies were fluttering around in her stomach. God, she hoped that didn't mean what she thought that meant. Did she like him? No. She was just sad that her boyfriend was probably too preoccupied with fucking her friends to pick her up from practice. No way. It's not as if she had always thought he was cute. He was here. That was it. Evan wasn't here. Eddie was. 

Hardening her resolve, she coolly announced, "You can drop me off here."

"Do you live around here?" Eddie asked curiously, taking in how different the buildings seemed. This neighbourhood definitely wasn't anything like the trailer park. It was that perfect picket fence type of place that he assumed all cheerleaders lived in.

"Does it matter? I can walk."

The weather outside was horrible. Terrible winds and pouring rain. "You're not walking in this rain, Y/N. You'll catch pneumonia or something," he argued, glancing over at her before continuing, "How else will you do all those... moves? All the-" He took both hands off the steering wheel to shake his hands like he was holding pom poms and smiled when he caught her attention. "All of those."

Why was she smiling? Why the hell was she smiling? It was impossible to stop the way the corners of her mouth upturned upwards ever so slightly. Her lips quivered slightly at the sides with amusement as she fought to keep her laugh from escaping.

"You sold to Harrington in the year below at his party last month, right?"

"Yeah."

"I live opposite."

He was grinning bigger than before. That smug bastard had weaselled information out of her. He'd gotten his way somehow and safely dropped her off at her house. By the time they'd reached her drive, the rain had stopped.

"Here you go, princess. Your... absolutely fucking huge house," he almost gasped, his jaw hanging open as he saw her home. It wasn't a mansion, but definitely bigger than he was used to. Like three stories with a massive lawn and a Dogwood tree in the yard. Every bit of the shrubbery green and beautiful and well maintained. Everything looked fancy. It looked like it belonged in a movie. 

Was she rich? Most popular people are rich. Why would she be any different? They're all rich and snotty and have pretty things to show off to impress their other snotty friends.

"Do you have a pool? It looks like the type of house to have a pool."

"Yeah. My mother is fucking the pool boy and everything," she joked, trying to pass it off as an offhanded comment that he shouldn't take seriously. It was true. Of course it was.

Normally, when she phrased things like that, people tended to take them as surface level shit. You know, she said them in a jokey way so they must be just that: jokes. Not Eddie. He picked up on the slight sad undertone in her voice and exclaimed, "Really? That sucks. My old man cheated on my mom before she died, yeah, he was the worst. It, uh, never stops feeling weird, just so you know."

"That sucks..."

They fell silent and neither made any move to leave. Neither one knew why. Maybe it was because no matter how cold the air might feel against their skin, they couldn't help feeling warm when they're together. Maybe it was because neither wanted to leave just yet. Maybe it was because neither wanted to let the other go. 

Yet, they couldn't let the other know. Especially not Y/N. Eddie having a crush on Y/N was fine from the outside. Yeah, why wouldn't he? She was popular, hot and mean. The dream girl. Eddie, on the other hand, was social suicide to interact with, let alone be interested in. A loser. A freak. An idiot. A DnD nerd, whatever the fuck that was. There was no way she was going to go public with this information.

"Uh, thanks for the ride." She unbuckled herself and went to pull the door handle but hesitated. Before she could stop herself, she turned and quickly placed a kiss on his cheek then got out. "Don't tell anyone I did that or I will make your life a hell."

"Yes ma'am!" he replied mockingly, his face growing redder by the second. "Good night," he murmured as she closed the door and began walking towards her front door. Once she disappeared into her house, he let out the deep sigh and ran a hand through his hair before leaning back against the headrest and staring ahead. What the fuck had just happened? And why did she act like it hadn't happened when they got to school the next day?

Transporting back to his current mind, Eddie realised he hadn't responded to her yet. She said something and he was too busy thinking about how soft her lips felt against his cheek to pay attention. It was months ago, but it was if she'd just done it, as if it happened yesterday.

"What did you say?"

"Library or my house? And don't say your trailer. My dad would kill me if he heard that I was seen there."

A snort left his lips in disbelief. What? She actually wanted to work with him? Was she trying to get a rise out of him? She must know about his very obvious crush on her. Or was it just her being cute? Oh yeah. That's exactly what it was. A flirty joke, as the kiss must've been too. She was trying to embarrass him in front of everyone. Typical bitchy cheerleader behavior.

"If you don't make your mind up, I will make it for you."

"...What?"

She sighed impatiently, crossing her arms over her chest. If looks could kill, he'd already be dead. How long did he want to prolong this interaction? People had already noticed that she was talking to him. And as she glanced over her shoulder, she noticed Evan walking up to them.

"You know where. Friday. Six. Don't be late."

Woah, she did remember.

Then without another word, she strutted away and straight to her boyfriend with a fake smile plastered on her face that didn't quite reach her eyes, despite her best efforts.

Eddie's heart was beating faster than ever before and he couldn't believe what she had done. Did she really just...? No! No way! Absolutely not. He wouldn't let himself fall for the stupid cheerleader that was the only one who ever offered to let him help out. For the first time in ages, he was going to do half the work, which he'd never been excited about before. And, since he was stationary in the middle of a busy corridor, someone bumped into him and yelled, "Out of the way, fucking loser."

And he couldn't help but retort, "Sorry, couldn't fit your fat head through the gap, Harlington?"

"Fuck you."

"No, fuck you. Eat a dick."

After that, he managed to walk away without further interaction from anyone else. All while thinking to himself, 'Jesus Christ, what the actual fuck?!' He had just gotten a date with the hottest girl at Hawkins High School. A study date, but still. He smiled stupidly to himself, completely lost in his own little world as he made his way to the Hellfire table.

Friday evening was a mix of emotions. On one hand, holy shit was he excited. Eddie Munson was excited to do homework? Well, no. Not that bit. Hanging out with Y/N again, that was it. It would definitely be more time together than their little driving session. Yet, he was also beyond anxious. She wasn't the easiest to interact with at times. She had a temper on her and was extremely stubborn and sometimes harsh. And that just added more fuel to the fire to the fact that he was obsessed with her.

Actually, if it went well and he had the guts to, he could ask if she'd kissed him with the intention of turning his pesky little crush into, well, into what he felt for her now. He couldn't quite bring himself to admit the truth, though, so he settled for just hoping for the best.

There were so many concerns rushing around his fuzzy head. Like, what should he wear? Should he dress casual or something more out there? Eyeliner? What if he looks like a dork? Maybe he should wear his old blue jacket. He was wearing it at school today. Should he go for a new shirt? Wait, did he even need to change? Should he shave? Shit! Does she expect him to shave? No, of course she doesn't.

Oh shit. What if her parents were home? He wasn't good with parents. Parents didn't like him. Fuck, not even his own liked him. That's it! He's cancelling this whole thing! He'd rather die than spend any more time pondering this. Just give up. Stay home and lock himself in his bedroom for as long as he could. Yes. That'll work. That's totally it.

However, he could imagine that annoyed pout she'd get if he didn't turn up and he immediately stopped that train of thought in its tracks before continuing. No, he couldn't just ditch this. This was his chance, right here and now! With all these thoughts running around the inside his head, it took less than two minutes for him to jump in his van and start driving. Hopefully, by the time he got there, all his worries will be put aside for good and it's not like he has any plans for this evening anyway. (He totally got asked if he wanted to hang out with his buddy Socko and get absolutely wasted but he declined because he had 'other' obligations).

As he arrived at her house, he rang the doorbell and waited impatiently for someone to answer it. There was no answer after a whole minute and he was growing desperate. He knew he was going to regret this, but he pressed the doorbell once more anyway and called out, "Hello!"

In a huff, she opened the door wide, revealing herself in her normal clothes opposed to her cheerleading costume with a disapproving frown on her face. "I told you-" she stopped abruptly when she saw him standing there, looking stunned and slightly embarrassed. "Oh, I thought you were...Hi. Come on in."

"Who'd you think I was?"

"My boyfriend," she deadpanned at him. Damn it. He forgot about that asshole Evan. He was the captain of the basketball team. Jocks and cheerleaders make sense together. It was an inevitability that those two would be together.

Eddie shook his head and forced himself to look away from her to focus on the surroundings of her house. Yep, just as he thought - clean and neat. Perfect. Nothing was messy in this place. It was almost as if nobody lived here. It might've been a house that her family lived in but there weren't any photos or personal touches - this wasn't a home. It couldn't be. It was visually so devoid of warmth. Yet, her house looked like her father would have some really nice ashtrays that he'd love to steal.

It looked so cold and lifeless and lonely. He felt a sudden pang of pity for the girl, which quickly faded as she ordered, "Take off your shoes."

"What?"

"You heard me," she said, crossing her arms over her chest as she gave him a stern look. "Do it." He shrugged and did what she instructed him to do - although, it was obvious that he was reluctant in complying with her request.  

He just hoped she didn't hear him mumbling under his breath, "Cunt." He didn't know why he said that, either. It was reasonable to take your shoes off so you don't trail mud or grime or whatever gross shit lives at the bottom of your shoes. Yet, she could've been nicer. Was that too much to ask?

Emerging from the stairs was a blonde haired boy that Eddie had seen around school. He was also on the basketball team. Eddie was also aware of that. But he hadn't talked to him. Why would he? Just because he was seriously swooning over the guy's sister, didn't mean that Eddie wanted to interact with the other Carver.  "Why's Munson here?"

"Biology project, dear brother."

Jason rolled his eyes and brushed past Y/N to get to the kitchen, giving Eddie a nod as they crossed paths. Weirdly, these siblings looked nothing alike. Eddie's mind went back to the joke about Y/N's mother having an affair, and looking at the two of them, he guessed she had more than one instance of adultery. Y/N's eyes followed her brother as walked and she inquired, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Yeah," Jason lied with a shrug, not caring whether she believed him or not.

"Do you want me to make you anything?"

"I just told you that I've eaten!"

"Well, you lied. Didn't you?"

Siblings. Eddie was glad he didn't have a brother or sister. He was so pleased at that moment to be an only child. 

"So, I'll repeat my question, do you want me to make you anything before you out?"

"Who says I'm going out?"

"Why do you have your jacket on then?" she questioned with a knowing glint to her eye. Jason paused briefly at this question and then turned around to shoot her a glare.

The siblings had a mini staring match as Eddie watched on. Y/N tilted her head to the left and waited for her brother to spill. She knew he would eventually. "Youre such a bitch. I've got a date, okay?!"

"Once a Carver, always a Carver," she quipped back, using the family motto as a defence. She couldn't help but inquire, "Who?"

Cheeks reddening at the thought of his date, Jason responded an almost dreamy, "Chrissy Cunningham." Y/N gasped dramatically and clapped her hands together, chuckling at her brother and making him blush again. He cleared his throat and searched for his keys. "We're getting dinner, so no, don't make me anything."

Y/N pushed Eddie in the general direction of the stairs and teased over her shoulder, "Poor girl." He could feel his ears burning at the comment and hurriedly out of the front door, slamming it behind him.

Were all siblings mean to each other?

Once upstairs she led him to her bedroom, which looked more plain than he expected. There weren't any posters or artwork on the walls or anything. Her bed was pretty simple - just a white bed frame and flowered duvet. Her desk was the only bit of furniture that seemed to have any personality at all. A lot of papers - that mostly consisted of scribbled notes and drawings - and the shelves had a vast array of books. A few of them caught his attention and he wondered how many she actually read.

She closed the door behind them and motioned for him to sit down at the end of her bed whilst she grabbed the notebook that was sitting on her desk. Taking the seat next to him, she took the pen from the metal coil of the notebook and asked, "Alright, what should we start with?"

"You tell me."

"Okay. Where is your textbook?" she asked him, leaning forward on her elbows so she could prop her chin in her hands.

Shit. He knew he forgot something. Eddie swallowed, suddenly nervous. How could he have messed this up? "I didn't bring it," he answered, knowing how stupid that was of him to do. He rarely ever brought them to class, and even if he did, she usually left it in his locker. Hell, he'd used some of the paper as blanks when he rolled his ciggys so maybe a page or two could've been missing.

Honestly, what did she expect? He didn't show up to school with the necessary items, why would he show up to her house with them? He was never one to be reliable anyway, so it wouldn't be surprising if the book was long gone by now. But Y/N sighed, seemingly upset as she replied, "Look. I won't force you to help. If you don't want to do it, I understand. But.. I don't know, I guess I wanted to give you a chance to try because I know most people don't."

That was nice. She'd actually said something nice to him for a change. Even if he didn't really understand why, he appreciated it nonetheless. And there was something about the way she said it too that was somewhat sad. Sad and tired. So, so sad. He felt his heart ache for her and he immediately began racking his brains trying to figure out why. However, his brain was failing at finding an appropriate answer.

"I want to help you." He blurted it out before he could stop himself, even though he knew the chances of him helping her was slim at best. He had not paid attention in biology since third grade. Still, he could try anyways. Maybe he was just desperate to keep her company and see the expression on her face. It sounded stupid. Ridiculous. But it was the truth.

"Really?" she asked, sounding genuinely surprised by his admission. She leaned back against the headboard of her bed and arched her eyebrow curiously at him. As her mouth opened, he thought he was about to get hit by one of her insults but he didn't. Instead, she smiled - a real smile. One where it reached her eyes and lit up her entire face. "Thanks."

Her real smile was like sunshine; warm and inviting. If anything, it was a bit goofy looking. A dimple appeared on her cheek and the corners of her lips curled upwards just enough. It made her seem happy and innocent and cute instead of scary, mean and angry. It was a real contrast from how she presented herself at school.

Now, he felt himself getting sucked into those bright eyes and he found himself blinking rapidly in shock as he tried to tear his gaze away from her. His cheeks burned and his stomach fluttered and he didn't know why. It must be something in the air. Right?

"Well, how about we make a start?"

That's exactly what he needed right now. Some work. Something to distract him from her. And he needed to concentrate. She handed him a sheet of paper as she began explaining their assignment to him and he nodded along, trying to act as though he'd been paying attention to the course, which of course he hadn't. Throughout her explanation, he kept his gaze fixed on her lips as she talked and his mind went crazy. He needed to stay focused - otherwise he'd screw everything up. 

Just look at the page for five seconds. 

Stop gazing at her or she'll figure you out.

Focus. 

Come on, Eddie. Focus.

Stop staring.

"Eddie," she called out to him softly and he snapped out of his trance, finally tearing his gaze away from the sight of her pink lips. He gulped and muttered an 'okay' to her before turning his full attention towards her instructions. She sat back, looking satisfied and slightly amused. She tapped the pen to her lower lip and commented, "This shouldn't be that hard, honestly. We're probably going to have to use these pages for reference... Are you listening?"

Oh yeah. Of course he was. Now he was staring holes into the textbook laying across her thighs, he could hear what she was saying perfectly well. He nodded quickly, biting his lip and fiddling with his fingers, suddenly feeling uncomfortable with her gaze on him. It's fine, he could pretend he was reading. Or he could actually read it. That would've been beneficial to them. She seemed satisfied with his response and his newfound concentration because she returned her gaze back to the open textbook and picked her pen up, preparing to write her notes.

Whatever it was between them was purely academic. All he needed to worry about now was schoolwork. That's all. No feelings involved. Nope, nada, zip. Not at all. Totally not happening. Would never happen. Never ever ever ever ever ever. So why did it feel so good when she pointed out an image of a neanderthal and joked, "That guy kind of looks Mr. Kane. Is it bad that I find it kinda hot?" and then grinned at him while raising one side of her brows, daring him to disagree.

And he couldn't disagree. He was so far gone. He was falling head first without a parachute or a net - just falling straight ahead. Falling down Mount Doom and plummeting to his fiery demise.  "Oh yeah, he's got a real hot bod, huh?" he retorted back, unable to suppress a small smile as he spoke, and was rewarded with a laugh from Y/N. He couldn't help himself - not only because he genuinely enjoyed seeing her happy, but also because he felt something bubbling inside of him - he playfully bumped his shoulder into hers, and smiled when she did it back to him.

They worked in silence for a while, writing their own section and only occasionally exchanging comments back and forth. She felt relaxed around Eddie and it wasn't a feeling she often had around anyone, especially someone who she barely knew at all. And she liked that. It felt almost normal. He didn't know how long they were working on their homework until she stopped for a second to ask, "Do you want a drink or anything? I completely forgot to ask when you came in."

Pleasantries? She was extending pleasantries to him? Where was the notorious bitch of Hawkins High and why had she been replaced with the girl next to him? He could've sworn he'd been a little intimidated by her when he first arrived here but now, he didn't want to leave. Was this a trap?

Trap or not, he was thirsty. "Can I get some water, please? And do you have any aspirin? My head is killing me," he asked, chuckling nervously as he ran his hand through his hair and looked up at her for a second.

"Sure. Bottom draw on the left."

Bottom draw on the left? Bottom draw on the left! Shit. She got halfway down the stairs before she bolted back up, cursing under her breath as she appeared back at her door. She forgot about the other thing in that drawer. Oh no. He'd found it. Immediately turning red as he held the item that caused her to panic so much, Y/N watched on in horror as Eddie inspected the object with wide eyes and an unreadable expression. "What the fuck?! Where'd you get this?!" he questioned incredulously, clearly in disbelief as he waved it around. She gulped, stomping her way towards him to try to take it from his hands, but he didn't let go. Oh boy, did he hold onto that thing tight!

"Put it down."

"No way!"

"Asshole. Just drop it!"

A boisterous cackle erupted from his lips as he used his height as an advantage and lifted his hand above his head so she couldn't reach it. It was amusing watching her jump for it every time she tried. Although he was being a little cruel, he had to admit; she was amusingly adorable when panicking. "What? You don't want me to see you dildo? Huh, Y/N? Look, it's got fake veins and everything." He raised it higher. "What are you going to fuck yourself with now?"

Now she looked murderous. The bitch was back in business. He smiled evilly, knowing full well he was probably being ridiculous, but he still couldn't stop it. This was too good! Too funny! He had her now and he really enjoyed playing the game with her. Especially since her reaction was totally worth it.

"Come and get it," he said triumphantly and took another step forward, closing the distance between them so that he practically loomed over her. He held out the toy, dangling the tip in front of her face tantalisingly close only to swipe it away as quickly as it arrived.

Before he'd registered it, she'd grabbed him by the collar and threatened, "I will tell everyone in school that I caught you breaking into my house to go through my panty drawer. The sherif would love to hear about your breaking and entering, you fucking perv," then held her hand out expectantly.

That caught him off guard. He blinked a couple times, staring in confusion as he processed what she'd said. He knew it was true - she could definitely do it and everyone would believe her. He had no chance in defending himself from that accusation. He'd get laughed at. He'd get further ostracised than he already was. People would think he was a creep as well as a freak, that's for sure. There would be rumours spread amongst the whole town that he was some sort of sicko. He didn't need that. His uncle Wayne didn't need that. He couldn't afford more problems. 

He swallowed dryly and stared down at her for a moment, her eyes shining as she stared daggers that pierced him right through the heart. And he accepted defeat, but as an act of defiance, he suckered the dildo to the wood of her desk rather than placing it in her hand like she wanted him to. 

"Why the hell do you have a dildo? Your boyfriend not doing it for you?"

Silence. Complete, utter and total silence. Her face remained blank as she stared at him. There was nothing she could say. Nothing she could do. He was right and her lack of response gave it away. She bit the inside of her cheek and clenched her teeth together to keep from making any noise, hoping that he wouldn't notice her heartbeat pounding away against her ribs as she thought of her stupid boyfriend.

Taking a deep breath, she explained, "It was a joke gift. All my teammates pitched in - even the ones who are fucking Evan behind my back - and, yeah, they all think it's so funny that he's never made me... he's never cared to, you know, after all our time together," and now she was hoping that somehow he wouldn't hear the slight tremble to her voice and he would stop teasing her, but it was too late. He saw it. He heard it. Everything she was trying to hide, he saw it. She couldn't lie to him.

Oh boy, did he just hear her correctly? No way. If he had a girl like her that would never happen. Her boyfriend was a cheating twat who barely gave two shits about her at all. She deserved better than Evan. A lot better. Someone who loved her unconditionally. Who would make her feel special and satisfied every day just because she was his girlfriend. Someone who she could trust and count on and rely on to be faithful.

"That's fucked up." He sounded so serious that Y/N almost didn't recognize the emotion in his voice. He was angry? Sad? She didn't know which. But it was there.

Weirdly, she felt the need to further, "Cynthia was the one who instigated the whole thing really. I couldn't help but laugh at the fact that she calls her boyfriend daddy." He averted his gaze as she said that nickname, and she made a conscious note of his reaction. "Like out of the bedroom. Inside is completely fine with me. We were at practice and she genuinely squealed 'Oh, daddy!' as he walked into the gym and I couldn't help it."

Again, there was silence. Eddie's eyes shifted back to meet hers, and although he wasn't smiling, his eyebrows were furrowed slightly, his expression one of complete concern. "You have awful friends."

She shrugged nonchalantly. "Well, I'm an asshole so it makes sense that Im surrounded by assholes, right?"

Eddie shook his head, frown deepening slightly at her sarcastic tone. "But-"

"Look, I can handle it, alright? I deserve it."

Her words struck him harder than she thought they would. He didn't know what to think at that moment. Did she honestly believe what she was saying? She couldn't read his expression nor his body language at this moment; he was still glaring at her, but something told her she shouldn't take back what she'd said.

"After all the shit you lot have thrown at me over the years, I should want to agree with you. I don't ," he added, laughing dryly at her last comment. Maybe she wasn't perfect, but at least she was honest. 

There was something about seeing her like that; so open and naïve. He suddenly felt like he was the most likely person to relate to her. She was as perfect as he was. That's why he was here, looking like an idiot in front of her as he picked the dildo up again to jokingly point out, "Hey, this about the same size as me," and relieve any tension that had grown. He wasn't sure if he succeeded or not in any of his missions, but she still cracked a smile despite herself.

"Bullshit."

"One hundred percent truth."

"I don't believe you."

"I'm not lying."

"Prove it."

Prove it? Prove it! He glanced cautiously down at his belt then back up to her eyes. Was it possible? Why would she even want him to do that? Even if he could prove it to her, what good would it do? How would it possibly help? They'd just had a nice tender moment and now she was telling him to get his cock out. There had to be an ulterior motive in the back of her head. Would she use this as blackmail if he ever accidentally spilled on everything they'd spoken about? Whatever, he needed time to ponder what was the worst outcome that would happen?

"Do you want to forget I ever said anything?"

"Shut up."

There wasn't enough time to ponder. And before he'd even realised he'd moved, his fingers had found the buckle of his belt and were working their magic. He didn't waste another second once he'd gotten his jeans undone, and pushed both his trousers and underwear down around his thighs. He watched intently as she examined him, her eyes wandering over every inch of him. He could almost feel her eyes burning a hole through his skin. She leaned over to retrieve the dildo and held it next to him, but he complained, "At least let me get a little bit harder before you start the comparison. That's not fair."

Okay. That was more fair. Fair enough that she slowly got to her knees in front of him, keeping her eyes glued to his the entire time. She ran a finger along the hardening shaft and smirked as it became evident that her touch alone had affected him so much that he was unable to hold back the moan that escaped his lips. He watched her blush at the sound he made as she shook her head, chuckling softly as he reached out and gently grabbed her chin between his thumb and forefinger so he could tilt her head back upwards, gazing intently into her eyes. He lowered his voice, allowing a few moments to pass as he brushed his thumb lightly across her bottom lip and said, "What's your boyfriend going to think of this?"

"This can be our little secret."

With his consent, she took his cock into her hand and guided it into her mouth, slowly moving to get used to the length of him. As soon as he started hitting her throat, she bobbed back and forth in rhythm, swallowing him whole and enjoying his groans of pleasure, relishing in how wet her mouth felt around him.

Pulling back to breathe for a second, she licked along his length and he moaned so  loud, "Jesus Christ. That feels so good. Your boyfriend is so fucking stupid, you know that?"

At that moment, she remembered something that he'd done earlier. "I do know that." She paused and held the tip of his cock on her bottom lip as she seductively called him, "Daddy."

And that was it. She had hit that particular nerve of his. His eyes darkened as he jerked his hips forward and he swore aloud when he finally slid fully back into her mouth, groaning pornographically. It was as if a switch had flipped in his brain. His cock throbbed furiously in her mouth, pumping it rapidly faster and faster as her throat worked its wonders around him. He was lost to her touch. Lost to everything else. Just pure sensation. Pure pleasure.

His hand tightened against her head and he bit his lip, struggling to maintain his composure. His heart pounded painfully against his chest as he felt her tongue stroking at his length while sucking at him greedily. He was holding onto her for dear life, and thrust upward, gasping, trying desperately to push himself further inside her mouth and lose himself in the pleasure that she brought him.

"Oh fuck!" His one hand shot out and gripped the edge of the her desk so tightly that his knuckles turned white, his jaw was clenched, and his teeth were digging into his bottom lip until he tasted blood.

Then, she pulled away just as he was about to reach his peak. He stared at her in disbelief for several seconds, his chest rising and falling frantically. Everything seemed frozen in his mind as he gazed at her flushed face as she took the dildo and compared him to it. "I stand corrected. I apologise, Munson."

"Oh, it's Munson now you've had my cock down your throat?"

"Sorry. You did seem to prefer it when I called you daddy. Didn't you?" She coquetted as her hand began to move across his slick member. He grunted as his fist closed tightly around a stray lock of her hair, tugging gently with every movement of his hips.

Fuck, how the fuck did she do that? He felt like he was losing himself. He was losing control. This had never happened to him before. He was usually the one taking control, but she took it from him without even trying to. And he hated it.

"Stop teasing me."

"Whatever you say, daddy." 

Jesus, she'd never been into the whole 'Daddy' thing, but fuck, maybe she was now. She'd only said it earlier to mess with him a bit and he'd responded way more enthusiastically than she'd imagined. But she didn't think twice about it. It was clear that he was growing increasingly impatient by the second, especially after seeing her reactions and he couldn't deny that he enjoyed it immensely.

Her tongue flicked out to lick at him hungrily once more. Once he was firmly back into her mouth, he began thrusting into her mouth and she complied without hesitation, moaning his name around his cock. Using her hair, he bounced her up on him faster, her tongue dancing across his shaft and her hand came up to cup his balls, squeezing tightly. His head fell backwards as his eyes rolled into the back of his head, his entire being going wild.

"Like it when daddy fucks your pretty mouth, huh, baby?" He rasped through gritted teeth, pulling sharply out of her throat then plunging straight back into her hot, moist mouth, his hands still firmly gripping her hair, refusing to let go. Her reply was utterly incoherent as she continued to suck greedily at him, her grip tightening on his balls. Eddie groaned loudly and his grip loosened as his hips bucked forward, releasing every bit of cum within the confines of her mouth with a loud, "Fuck, take it all. Take what you want from me."

His eyes flew open, breathing heavily as he stared at the ceiling above him. He was completely spent. He couldn't remember the last time he'd been that turned on by anyone. He couldn't remember the last time he felt this satisfied.

"Jesus fucking christ," he mumbled, running his palm over his face as he tried to regain some semblance of control over his mind. It had gone beyond lust at this point, he needed this. And he needed her to "Take your clothes off."

Fuck, he didn't need to tell her twice. Without a second thought, she swallowed as she stood, removed her sweatshirt from her shoulders and shimmied her jeans down to her ankles. She kicked them to the side carelessly as soon as she was free from them, exposing herself to his view.

"And the rest." His voice was dangerously low, making her breath catch.

"I thought you'd want to take it of me," she replied, biting back a sly smirk as she slowly shifted closer to him to whisper in his ear, "Don't you want to, daddy?"

"You're going to regret saying something like that, babe," he growled, whipping his shirt off, grasping her ass firmly and pulling her close to him. She landed against his chest with a thump and was a little taken back when he sweetly kissed her cheek, then his mouth made its way down her neck.

Each kiss became more and more needy, more desperate, as each one went on for longer than the previous one. Every fibre of his being ached for her touch and every little moan or whimper she made was causing him to caress every bit of bare skin he could.

"No marks," she breathed out, pushing him away slightly. "One rule."

"You got it. Can't have anyone knowing about us."

"Just us."

Just them. 

Those simple words made his heart feel like it had just expanded tenfold or more because he never imagined that she would say them, nor would he ever imagine her saying it to him. In that instant, everything seemed different; better somehow. A little more tender, sweeter. More genuine. Like a promise or a vow between the two of them. One that meant more to him than anything he'd ever wanted or expected.

Tenderly, he tipped her chin up so she would be looking straight into his eyes as he admitted, "Seriously, Evan can go fuck himself. Jesus, this can't be a one time thing, Y/N. I need more of you," and captured her lips in a deep, searing kiss before she had tone to respond. He hooked his arms under her thighs as he deepened the kiss, feeling her wrap her arms around his neck and her hands tangle into his knotty hair, tugging and twisting, eliciting moans from her throat.

In no time, he'd laid her down against her pillows and was kissing down her body once again, licking and pecking in a frenzy of desire as he ran his hands over  every curve, every dip and every inch she offered him willingly. When he eventually arrived back up at her breasts, she lifted herself so he could undo her bra, which he quickly undid with ease and tossed aside. Then he moved lower, taking her breast into his mouth as her fingers combed through his hair roughly and he sucked hard at her taut nipple, earning a whine from her. 

"Such a pretty noise, baby," he murmured as he continued the assault on her breast, nipping at the sensitive skin and swirling his tongue around the swollen flesh. He heard her whimpering his name and felt her hands tugging on his hair as his hand moved into her panties, slipping past the barrier to stroke her wet slit. She was already slick and ready and he smirked, teasing her, "So wet already? I haven't even put in any effort yet. This pretty pussy has been neglected, hasn't it?"

A soft moan escaped her lips as he rubbed her clit in circles, sending jolts of arousal shooting through her body, making her writhe beneath him impatiently. He quickly removed the rings from his hand and chucked them on the floor.

"You have no idea," she chuckled, but the sound eventually died in her throat as it was overshadowed by a loud moan as he rather abruptly pistoned his finger into her. She grasped frantically at the bed sheet, attempting to refrain from wriggling away from him. She felt as though she was melting in his hands, and it only spurred him on.

Without warning, he slid another finger inside her and pumped furiously, relishing the sounds she made as she couldn't help but grasp onto his forearm and squeeze tightly. He knew he was driving her insane, but he also couldn't give a damn right now. She wanted him, and he was going to deliver. No matter what it took.

She arched upwards against him and he pressed his mouth hard against hers as his fingers increased their pace, pumping her repeatedly without mercy. All of her staggered whines were let out against  his lips.

"Daddy!"

"Come on, baby. Give it to me." 

He slammed two fingers deep into her, watching as she trembled beneath him, her eyes glazed as she cried out his name in pleasure. Her whole body tensed as her walls squeezed tight around his fingers as an orgasm consumed her body. He groaned softly, his head thrown back in pleasure at the sight of her shuddering underneath him.

"Fuck, Eddie. I'm-"

Interrupting what was going to be praise, Eddie decided that it wasn't over. No. He quickly manoeuvred himself between her thighs and lowered his face towards her core.

"Ed, you don't have to. I know some boys don't like it."

"Are you okay with spanking?"

"Do whatever you want to me, Eddie. I'll most likely be into it."

Eddie. Again. 

"No. Not my name right now."

As punishment, he brought her onto her side as his hand slapped her across her ass, causing her to squeal in a weird sense of delight. He watched with satisfaction as she squirmed and writhed beneath him as he began playing with her clit again as he slowly pressed himself down onto the mattress and placed her knees over his shoulders.

"Evan ever eat you out?"

"Never."

"What a pussy."

After insulting her boyfriend, he held her gaze with a smile as he placed his mouth against her entrance, letting his tongue slip inside and swirl around her entrance for a few moments as if he was trying to taste every bit of her. He licked every inch he possibly could, feeling her muscles twitch beneath his fingertips as she struggled to remain quiet, her hips bucking against his face and urging him to continue. As his tongue worked against her, his hips jerked rhythmically, rubbing himself against the mattress as he moaned into her. 

Her breath came faster and she gripped the sheets beside her as she panted. Her entire body was on fire, as if it had caught alight in flames. Every muscle burned in ecstasy, feeling raw and exposed at the same time.

"Oh fuck, Eddi- I mean...Daddy," she moaned in response to the sensation of his tongue swirling around the entrance to her slit and he smirked. God, he loved hearing her call him that. It felt so good in his ears and it made his cock throb painfully as she bucked against him in an attempt to get closer to the sensations coursing through her body, which only heightened his desire to give her exactly what she wanted.

"Nice save," he teased breathily as he continued to flick his tongue at her clit whilst keeping contact with her entrance, his fingers moving around inside of her, working her over until she was trembling uncontrollably. He used his free hand to hold her hips in place so she wouldn't wriggle away from him.

In a moment when he happened to look up at her face, he noticed that her head had rolled back and her lips slightly parted as she panted up at the ceiling. Her expression was dazed, her breathing laboured, and he found it impossible to believe how beautiful she looked when her whole body trembled with pleasure.

"Y/N, look at me." Her eyes widened as she stared into his chocolate brown ones, seeing nothing but pure adoration in his eyes that made her heart beat out of her chest. He reared back for a minute to command, "Watch what Daddy is doing to your cheating pussy, baby."

At those words, she nodded and proceeded to follow his gaze down to the way his fingers were curling inside her pussy. She gasped loudly and bit her lip, beginning to move her hips to fuck herself deeper onto his digits in an attempt to make herself come. He smiled devilishly at how truly fucked out and desperate she'd become, his own hips rutting faster into the duvet.

"That's right, baby."

"Daddy, please," she begged hoarsely as he kept thrusting into her. His movements were erratic and rough as he tried desperately to make himself as close to coming as he possibly could. Which wasn't that far away as he'd moved his mouth back on her clit, sucking hard as he finger fucking her into oblivion. He was completely oblivious to any other thought in his mind but her. He didn't care about anyone else. 

Not about work. Not about school. Not about Evan. Not about anything else. Because all that mattered to him right then was getting her as close to ecstasy as possible, because she deserved it.

"Be a good girl and come on my face."

She responded by arching her back in response, gripping fistfuls of his hair as she reached her peak, letting out a low, guttural cry. Her orgasm washing over her in waves. He continued pounding into her, loving the feel of her juices flowing into him, soaking his fingers, filling his mouth, and coating her inner thighs.

Eddie quickly got to his knees and took his cock in his hand, pumping three times before placing the tip against her clit and cumming all over her pussy. He let himself take a moment to catch his breath before he collected some of his excitement and pushed it into her entrance, causing her to grab onto his wrist.

"No. Not again. Just fuck me."

"Let me get hard again first."

Both of their voices sounded slightly strained, neither having expected the amount of pleasure they experienced as they lay there catching their breaths. He slowly pulled out of her, licking his fingers clean and flopped on the pillows beside her. She had never been this turned on before. Never. Ever. Not in her wildest dreams.

And yet here she lay with Eddie in her arms. With his chest rising and falling rapidly beside her, his breath mixing with her own, his fingers still intertwined with hers. "Should've guessed that the freak was freaky," she teased him jokingly after a few minutes of silence.

"And I should've known that you are such a fucking tease," Eddie responded, tightening his grasp around her hand in mock irritation. After a while though, he sighed out a small smile and spoke. "I am not kidding though, Y/N. You really are so fucking sexy."

He lifted himself off of her and propped himself up on one elbow above her so he could look down on her flushed, happy, and satisfied face.

"Thanks, Daddy."

"Jesus fucking christ."

Playfully, she giggled and rolled her eyes, resting her hand softly against his slick cheek, her fingers running along his stubble. She loved the feel of his rough stubble against her skin, which sent an involuntary shiver running through her spine. 

The way he was gazing down upon her with a soft expression plastered on his face almost made her forget how utterly ruined she would be if anyone found out about this. She would probably never recover from it, especially since her parents would most definitely find out about it eventually. Associating with those from the trailer park was not Carver behaviour. 

Hell, how was she going to be prom queen with Eddie fucking Munson on her arm?

A slow smile spread across Eddie's lips as she gazed into his deep, chocolate coloured eyes, his thumb stroking her cheek gently, lovingly. His eyes were soft when looking at her, warm and affectionate, which made her heart skip a beat at how cute he looked. And when the corners of his lips curved upwards, revealing two dimples which she adored so much, it only added to the picture.

God, what a fucking idiot she'd turned out to be. This was stupid. So stupid. But, for him? She do it.

Reaching the back of his neck, she pulled him closer for a kiss that was rudely interrupted when their lips were ghosting against each other, mere millimetres apart. The front door, how she wished it had never gone off.

"I'll be right back."

"Y/N...you might want to put your clothes back on to answer the door."

Her footsteps halted and she returned to retrieve her clothes, pulling them on quickly.

"Oh, yeah. My mind is still a bit fucked out..." Before she left the room, she called back, "Thanks for that, by the way."

Dressed, yet still a little flushed, Y/N made it to her front door and opened it to find her boyfriend on the other side. Shit. He wasn't supposed to be here. Oh fuck. Fuckity fuck fuck.

"I know you said not to over the phone, but I'm here."

"Why?" 

Without consideration, pushed past her to enter her house, his shoes making loud noises as they struck against the floorboards. He walked towards her kitchen and got a drink from her fridge. She followed behind him, her heart beating a mile a minute as she watched him retrieve a coke. Once he sat down, he raised the can to his lips, drank its contents, before placing the cup down in front of him.

"I was hungry and my mom is out."

"I'm not making you something to fucking eat." She folded her arms across her chest defensively and glared at him as he continued to drink from his soda. "Couldn't Stephanie do it for you? Or Penny? Or Tilly? Huh?"

Evan's eyes narrowed and he placed a forefinger under her chin to tilt her head up. "Calm the fuck down. Don't start this shit now." She rolled her eyes but remained silent, yet she did clench her fists. "You're acting like a total child."

"Okay, Evan. Do whatever you want. Raid my kitchen and then leave," she let out defeatedly, leaving him be to make her way upstairs. She managed to keep her footsteps even and calm until she reached the top step, then she hurried to her room.

During the brief amount of time that they'd been apart, Eddie had retrieved his underwear and pulled them on as he surveyed her bookshelf in more detail. In his haste he hadn't really taken the time to observe it, and the sight of them there caused him to smile softly.

"Nice choice. Neuromancer. Never would've guessed a cheerleader to read that." A light chuckle escaped his lips as his hands traced the spine of the book and looked up at her, immediately seeing how she no longer looked amusement about what was going on. 

Truthfully, it seemed as if her mask was back up.

"Evan is here. Either jump or hide."

"Shit."

After scrambling his clothes on, he looked out of her window at the distance he'd have to fall if he jumped. He exhaled heavily. "I guess jumping it is," he joked, moving towards her and grabbing a handful of her shirt to pull her into a goodbye kiss. It was short, but meaningful nevertheless.

"See you on Monday, Eddie."

As soon as she finished speaking, he jumped out of her bedroom window and landed clumsily on one of her mother's bed of flowers which littered the ground below it. Without hesitation, he sprinted for the gate of the fence surrounding her backyard and scaled it easily before making his way across the street without being seen, disappearing into his van and back to his trailer in no time.

Evan was none the wiser.

School on Monday went swimmingly. The pair hadn't got many classes together so there was no chance at anyone suspecting anything. Yet, if someone was paying really close attention, there was a moment when Eddie happened to be walking behind Y/N and Evan. He couldn't help it. He stared laser beams into the back of her boyfriend's head like it was going to do anything and scoffed when Evan let his hand rest on Y/N's hip as they walked.

When she felt eyes on her back, Y/N turned her body slightly towards Eddie and met his eye for a split second. A small smile played on her on her lips as she whispered something to Evan, who nodded and removed his hand from her.

Whatever the case, at fourth period they had biology. Y/N tried her absolute hardest not to look in Eddie's direction, to act normal, act like nothing special was going on between them, but she was nudged by the girl next to her.

"I think you've got an admirer."

It took a second for Y/N to realise what she was talking about, but when she did, her eyes instantly shot over to where she knew Eddie sat. Sure enough, he was gazing at her. He even mouthed what looked like "Osmond's shitter."

Mrs Osmond's classroom was opposite the staff toilets - a collection of bathrooms that tended to go unused by everyone but stoners. So, she assumed that was a meeting place for them.

After class, she slipped away from her friends and was yanked into one of the bathrooms before she knew what was happening. By the time she managed to catch her bearings, she realised that she was being attacked. She found herself pinned against the wall opposite the bathroom door, a pair of lips pressed against hers in an instant. For a second, she froze in shock. Then, she kissed him back, letting her hands wander freely around his neck, her long fingers tangling themselves in the strands of dark hair.

"Real romantic place you picked, Ed."

Eddie smirked against her mouth, nipping at her lower lip with his teeth and leaving her craving for more. He pulled back reluctantly, leaning against the wall with his forearms braced above Y/N's head, giving himself enough space to see her looking up at him with her big doe eyes.

"Well, I figured the best place for us would be somewhere private, away from prying eyes." He trailed light kisses along her jawline, stopping near her ear as he breathed out,, his voice low and raspy with desire, "And I could wait any longer."

She couldn't help but shiver at his words. It was only when his hands wandered down to her waistband that she snapped out of her daze. "We are going to get caught," she said, attempting to sound stern despite her heart thudding in her throat and her cheeks reddening.

"We won't if you keep quiet." He moved his hips to grind harder against hers, causing her to gasp. She felt heat pooling between her thighs as she felt his arousal growing inside of her jeans. She wanted to cry out his name, to beg for more, but instead swallowed thickly.  Seeing her apprehension, he moved away and cooed, "We don't have to if you don't want to. Please don't feel obliged to, you're not at all. Just slap me away, okay?"

Forgetting her worries, she lifted her hands and placed them on his shoulder, pulling him back towards her, keeping him flush against her chest. "You locked the door, right, daddy?"

He hadn't. He'd been too focused on kissing her as she arrived to do it, so it was a good thing he double checked. It was just the adrenaline rush getting the better of him at that moment, that's all.

Assured that there was a locked door in between them and their schoolmates, Y/N grabbed onto both sides of his shirt tightly and pressed her forehead against his as his hands slid underneath the material of her cheerleaders uniform and ran them down her sides to cup her ass firmly.

"Fuck, baby. I can't stop thinking about you. And I mean that literally. Every. Single. Thought." He leaned forward again, pressing a soft kiss against her lips. She moaned softly, opening her mouth for his tongue and allowing him to slip past her defences and into her mouth, his hand making its way back to her waistband and into her underwear. 

Just as he had predicted, she was already wet, aching, longing for him. She opened her legs wider and gripped his shoulders tighter as her hands travelled higher up, to tangle in his hair for stability as he began slowly sliding his middle finger inside of her.

His touch sent a flood of euphoria through her, and she released a deep sigh, her head falling back against the cold brick wall. She closed her eyes in pleasure as her muscles tensed up automatically and involuntarily.

Once she was substantially prepped, he undid his belt and tugged his jeans down a few inches so that they were bunched around his knees as she flipped her skirt up and joked, "You're lucky I haven't put my spankies on yet."

"I don't know what the fuck that is, but I like the sound of it."

"It's like underwear that cheerleaders have to wear over their actual... you know what, just put your cock in me."

Turning her so she was facing the wall, he moved her panties out of the way and let some drool drip onto his cock before he eased into her with ease. Her back arched upwards at the pressure on her entrance, and she felt her eyes start to slide closed as she let her head drop to the wall once again. She bit down on her bottom lip hard in an attempt to suppress any sort of reaction, trying her damnedest not to make a single noise.

"Holy fuck, you're so tight. I see why your boyfriend cums prematurely now," he cursed quietly at her tightness. He kept kissing the curve of her jaw while he fucked her, and she groaned softly. She never imagined it would happen, especially in the school bathrooms where anyone could be listening in, but it was happening. This was definitely happening though. 

And there was no stopping it now they'd begun.

Laughing at that comment, she opened her eyes and looked back at Eddie, giving him a crooked grin that dropped as her jaw did when he found the right angle, hitting her spot with sort of a methodical accuracy. Her whole body trembled and shook as she gasped, trying in vain to fight back the moans of ecstasy.

"You take cock so well, don't you? I can tell that you really enjoy this, you cheating slut."

It took her a few seconds to collect herself, but when she managed to regain control of her thoughts, she looked back at him again, smiling at the sight of him getting so riled up. "I've had dildo practice, you see," Y/N retorted playfully, rolling her hips back onto him. As he continued to pound into her mercilessly, his hand found hers and he yanked them behind her back as slammed himself harder and harder into her. "Practise for you, daddy."

"Fuuuck."

"Be quiet, we don't want to get caught like this."

"Sorry, but when you say shit like that? I can't help it." He buried his face in the crook of her neck in an effort to contain himself, breathing heavily, and moaning her name repeatedly into the the skin of her neck. 

But then, he happened to remember something and knew it would make this situation ten times hotter. He had to. So, he shifted them in front of the sink and placed his hand on her jaw and lifted it to look in his eyes in the mirror. Her hands immediately clutched onto the porcelain and watched with half lidded eyes as he grabbed her hips with such intensity and bounced her on his cock.

"Like the view, baby?" He asked huskily, grinning widely. His grip tightened on her hips as he continued to rock her body against his, making it increasingly difficult for her to stay composed. "Like watching daddy pound this slutty pussy of yours?"

"Oh God," she whimpered under her breath, her legs shaking as she held on to the counter top with both hands for support. She tried desperately not to react or moan at his words as her mind spun with lust. Her head attempted to roll back on his shoulder but his hand was firm on her jaw, forcing her gaze to stay fixed on his own.

"Good girl," he praised lowly, causing her to bite her lip as she fought back another moan and a whimper escaped her lips. She felt his thumb brush the corner of her lips gently as he smiled, enjoying the way she was looking at him. He liked seeing her eyes go wide and her mouth hanging open slightly as she came undone before his very eyes.

Yet, she had been relatively good at being quiet so he had no idea he needed to put a hand on her mouth until it was already there. Even in his fucked out haze, he'd been quick enough to think about doing it only seconds after he heard the first note of her moan.

Eddie continued to thrust himself into her relentlessly, keeping her trapped beneath him and refusing to stop until he came too. His release came quickly due to the sounds of her mewling into his hand as he asked, "Want Daddy to come inside of your pretty little cunt?"

"Please, Daddy. Come inside me," she whined as the last syllable slipped out of her mouth and he obliged, pumping himself furiously for a brief second before releasing his load into her. They stayed there for several moments afterwards afterwards, simply breathing heavily and listening to each other's panting breaths before eventually letting go of one another's bodies.

He wiped the sweat from his brow with the back of his free hand, smiling triumphantly as he pulled out of her and, once again, pushed some of his slick back into her in a possessive manner and postioned her panties back normally.  "Who'd imagine that the head cheerleader is going to be strutting around the halls with Eddie Munson's come deep inside her."

"You'd imagine that."

"Don't have to imagine it, baby."

Finally with most of her bearings back, Y/N turned to wrap her arms around his shoulders and pulled his body closer to hers as she nuzzled her nose into the side of his neck, inhaling the scent of his body wash and presumably all the weed he'd smoked up to this point, feeling content in his arms. As she did this, he wrapped his arm round her torso and kissed the crown of her head. "Now I bet we've missed a lot of sixth period if I had to guess."

She hummed thoughtfully, lifting her head from his shoulder. "Hmm, true..." Her finger twirled one of his curls. "Might as well skip the rest of it, don't you think?"

"What shall we do instead, Ms Carver?" He replied, inching his lips closer and closer to hers. She grinned wickedly before closing the distance between them and smashing her lips onto his, kissing him roughly and passionately, and he responded accordingly, moving his hand across the small of her back to hold her close to him, pulling her tightly against him.

Mrs Osmond's shitter became the meeting spot for the pair at school because, truly, nobody used it. It was always empty and secluded and secret. Whilst it wasn't the most romantic of spots, it was what they needed. A quick get away to see each other during school time to interact any way they wanted to, innocently or not so innocently.

Weeks went by of much the same. Sneaking around at school. Sneaking around at home. Just general sneakery. Yet, as time went on, it became apparent for the both of them that it had turned from lust into something more.

Y/N only came to realise this as she had phoned Eddie to come over as her brother and parents were out and that left her home alone. Her second boyfriend arrived at the door and they didn't fuck.

"I got some popcorn and I rented those Star Wars movies you speak about all the time. Want to watch it?"

"Yeah. Of course," he said happily, taking off his jacket and plopped down on the sofa beside her, setting the bowl of popcorn between them. His arm instinctively wrapped around her shoulders a tugged her closer, and she rested her head on his chest as the movie started playing on the screen.

"Hey," he whispered quietly after a few minutes, his fingers tracing random patterns on her back. "Scruffball misses you. I'm sure of it."

"I miss him too. Sorry I haven't been round, my father was very high strung this week and I didn't want to add anything to it," she apologised in a small, sad voice.

Being together made Eddie realised that her parents weren't...Great. Despite the money and the fancy house and all that shit, they were as bad as his parents. Y/N's mother was not only a cheat but completely concerned with the family name and preservation. Mr Carver, on the other hand, was barely present and when he was, he was an ego maniac. Nothing was too big for him to deal with, even if it meant overlooking his realationships with his friends and family. He could and would start a cult if he was asked.

Such traits had been passed down to their children, so it seemed.

Eddie nodded at her answer, leaning his chin on top of her head. She closed her eyes as the tension left her body and she started to relax into his embrace completely. He lovingly kissed her hair as his hand ran up and down her back rhythmically. They lay like that for a while, the only sound being their breathing and the movie coming from the television.

"Gross. They're siblings?" she exclaimed as she sat up straight, turning her head towards Eddie for confirmation.

"Babe, you're about a year late with that revelation."

"Sorry I'm not a big nerd like you. I was busy having friends," she teased. He leaned forward suddenly and stole her attention as he brought his face closer to hers and kissed her softly, his tongue dancing with hers playfully as they kissed each other senseless like they usually did when they were alone.

Once their tongues parted and he took a moment to catch his breath, he stared at her with soft eyes full of love. There was no doubt in his mind whatsoever that he loved her. Maybe even loved her so much that he couldn't bear to live without her for one second longer than he needed to. He looked down at her as if she was the most beautiful thing in the world and her eyes reflected the exact same feelings back at him.

He leaned forward once again and pressed a kiss to her cheek, and then another one to her temple before leaning backwards again, bringing his hand to the back of her head and gently rubbing her scalp. 

For some reason, it calmed her, just as he always seemed to calm her. It didn't seem strange to be around him, not now as he was rapidly becoming the only person who made her feel safe and happy. She sighed deeply, gazing at his chocolate brown eyes as he watched the movie intently. She never knew she could still smile this much.

She had never been happier in her life. It amazed her how things turned out this way. How simple it had become to look beyond the surface and just be herself. Eddie had shown her that no matter what, she was loved. That she could be loved. That she should be loved. He was everything she had ever needed. He cared about her so much. He treated her right. 

"Eddie?" she whispered, her eyes shining brightly at him through her eyelashes. He immediately stopped watching the movie and turned to look at her.

"Hmmm?"

Take a deep breath and go for it.

"I love you."

A grin broke out across his handsome features as he leaned over to plant kisses on her forehead and cheeks. "I love you too, Y/N." He paused, waiting a minute or two before speaking again as he continued to caress her face and hair. "You know I don't have the money to give you the world, but I'll try."

Her breath hitched in her throat as tears began to form in her eyes. "Oh baby," she whimpered, unable to take his words seriously as she reached up and placed her hands on his cheeks. Her gaze flickered across his face, taking in every detail of him, trying to commit each line of his face into memory. 

This boy was more precious to her than gold; more valuable than diamonds. More precious to her than her mothers pearls. She would sacrifice everything she owned to have him beside her forever. 

A few weeks later, Jason had given up on the party he intended to be at that night and soberly drove home. Y/N had mentioned that she was spending time with Evan, which he didn't quite believe since he was pretty sure he saw his sister's boyfriend at the same party. It was full of members from the basketball team, and the captain definitely made an appearance.

That's why he was surprised when he opened the front door and found his sister in the lap on Eddie Munson. The freak's hands were all over her and his mouth was firmly attached to her neck, sucking on the soft skin there repeatedly while she moaned in pleasure. Jason had to suppress the urge to throw up. 

"What the fuck?" he yelled angrily, glaring at the scene in front of him. His sister's eyes widened when she spotted her younger brother at the door, pushing Eddie to swiftly break away from her neck. "The freak? Really, Y/N?"

"Don't call him that!"

"Everyone else does!"

Y/N got to her feet and glared daggers at her brother. "How dare you?!"

"How dare me? How dare you! You're just like mom!"

It was the last straw, the thing that broke the dam. Tears streamed uncontrollably from her face and she quickly wiped them away angrily. He was right. She was a big ol' cheater.

Eddie was straight to his feet to hold her as soon as he saw her tears falling down her face. "I'm sorry, babe," he muttered against the side of her head, kissing it gently.

"Stop touching her like that."

"Jason-"

"Leave her alone!"

At Jason's request, Eddie pulled back with his hands up in surrender. Anger and disappointment filled his Jason's as he watched his sister cry and reach towards the school freak. What the hell is wrong with her, he thought to himself. Why does she keep letting this guy touch her like that? Like she's some kind of whore.

As he stared at his older sister, he felt an uncomfortable knot build up inside of him. It wasn't his business, really, but he couldn't help but find the situation to be distasteful. Eddie, however, remained silent and simply stared as Jason stormed past them. Once the front door slammed shut behind him, he let out a sigh.

"Give him twenty minutes and the whole basketball team will know," she pointed out, sniffing and wiping her face with the sleeve of her tshirt.

They fell into silence, both lost in their own thoughts as Y/N cried into Eddie's shirt. Eddie was thinking about the fact that he had never seen Y/N cry before. Sure, she had always seemed upset whenever she let slip something about her home life, but she never cried. Ever. If anything was happening around her, she hid it well and laughed it off like nothing ever happened. But this time... This time, she clearly hadn't been able to do the latter.

"Are you okay?" he asked her hesitantly, looking down at the girl resting her head in the crook of his arm. She looked up at him with a watery smile.

"Can we go and see Scruffball?"

With that, he nodded his head and led her by the hand to his van where he very swiftly made it back to his trailer, surely bypassing many road safety laws on the way like usual. They got out of the van moments later and Scruffball came running to her feet, excited to see her. She scooped him into her arms as he licked her nose.

All seemed fine when she was with Eddie and his (but also not his) dog. She sat on the ground and ruffled the dog's fur as Eddie watched with a fond smile on his face. She glanced over at Eddie who was still smiling at her before looking back at Scruffball. Maybe everything could be alright after all. Maybe life at the trailer park would be fine.

Evan did find out that night. Once he searched her home and she wasn't there, he knew where to go next. The trailer park had never been a hot spot for the popular people before. Ultimately, Y/N was given a decision.

It was between Evan and his cheating, but the promise of prom queen and a chance to stay head cheerleader vs Eddie and his love, doomed to spend the rest of her school career as a social outcast and, ultimately, become a disappointment to her family.

Was love worth that much?

Apparently not, as when Evan came a-knocking, Y/N left with him.

"What the hell, Y/N?" Eddie yelled after her, standing outside the door as she went out of sight. "Where are you going?!"

But she ignored him as he called out to her once again, begging, pleading, pleading to come back. He sank down onto the doorstep as he stared down at the ground, knowing there was no point anymore in getting up from there. It was pointless to try anyway.

Once a Carver, always a Carver.

Frankly, Y/N had never felt so shitty before. She thought it couldn't get worse, then she saw Eddie at the Hellfire table at lunch on the following Monday. He wasn't even talking to anyone. And, worst of all, he kept staring at her with those same sad eyes that had once been filled with such love.

Noticing where she was looking, Evan. roughly grasped her chin and shifted her head away from her freak in the corner.

"Don't fucking look at him." She tried to pull away from him, but he tightened his grip around her jaw and squeezed until it hurt. "Not in front of everyone."

He released her face after a moment and, you know what, fuck this! She got to her feet and slapped Evan across the face with a sharp "That's for the fact that it takes you a less fucking minute to come." Then she backhanded him. "And that's for coming in every single cheerleader on the team."

With that she began to walk away, only to realise she forgot her bag and had to return to get it so she played it off as if she needed to clarify, "All of them apart from Chrissy! She's actually lovely and if I were to pick a successor, it would be her." It seemed as if the whole cafeteria was watching her every move as she strutted towards the Hellfire table.

Eddie was stood as he was just about to put his tray away when he felt a delicate tap on his shoulder. Upon turning around, his eyes widened in shock when he noticed Y/N standing in front of him. Before he could ask anything, she stood on her tippy toes to plant one straight on his lips. It caught him completely off guard, causing him to blink twice before wrapping his arms securely around her waist and deepening the kiss.

As they kissed, several students around them whistled, hooting and hollering as they watched them. No one expected this pairing, like, ever. And yet here they were.

"I'm sorry," Y/N whispered softly against his lips as she reluctantly tore herself away from him. "Please don't be mad at me."

"Mad?" Eddie echoed as he reached forward and cupped her cheek in his large palm. "I could never be mad at you."

"Can I sit with you guys at lunch? I don't think I have any friends anymore."

"Sure, babe. Come on."

She smiled and happily sat with her only boyfriend at the Hellfire table, where all his friends seemed to be stunned that a cheerleader spoke to Eddie, let alone, dated him. As they all started chatting and catching up, Y/N turned to look at him, a smile on her face that was more real than the others he'd ever seen her wear in public.

Turns out that the Hellfire club was actually filled with cool, easy going individuals. Who would've guessed?

After listening to her new friends talk, Y/N got closer to her boyfriend to kiss him in the cheek and whisper, "Love you, freak." She paused before adding. "Sorry, I know you prefer Daddy, don't you?"

Answering her taunt by squidging his fingers into her hips, playfully pulling her towards him, Eddie smirked and couldn't help but kiss her hairline over and over again, getting a rush from the fact that, yes, he could do it in public now.

In the end, the fact that she was a Carver didn't come up much more during their relationship. Mostly because at the very moment Eddie had enough money to, she wouldn't be a Carver anymore. She'd be a Munson. And a happy Munson at that.

#eddie munson & reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #cheerleader reader

[transzilla]

tgirl user on this site like last december who calls herself a baeddal: i cant believe were getting villified for making jokes about force fem, let trans people live

the same tgirl seeing a few tboys experiment with a similar kink in the same way: uh dont you know the term autoandrophile was once used by PSYCHOLOGISTS to god forbid CALL WOMEN CRAZY? do you think women are CRAZY? also since we All Know being feminine can only ever be lesser and humiliating by liking forcemasc youre basically a woman hating sexist for not only viewing gender roles as black and white. Oh and since youre a trans man you clearly have not matured at all mentally or sexually beyond that one annoying 14 year old trans boy i still hold a gurdge over. Over theres butch lesbians in the forcemasc community? Well theyre okay because theyre women.

Alright well don't take what I said like that hahaha like idk who tf you're talking abt and I do see a lot of trans men bitching abt forcemasc. And cis women which is umm kind of special.

I understand what you're saying and inter community transphobia pisses me the fuck off but I mostly see the "men are evil and transitioning to male is evil" from cis women and these neofeminist environments mostly like i really dont think the heat youre experiencing is a tgirl invention. Like thats a cis pioneer lol

I do see a lot of trans women that are transphobic toward men and don't trust transmasc circles and like I understand some trans male circles have UNIQUE issues but like baeddel shit from tgirls... if I get tired of it I just turn my phone off LMAOO like this shit just does not fly or exist in real life

My whole thing is if you're gonna do the baeddel thing and hate men and say being a man is unethical whatever at least take care of your girls. Like I think I've experienced maybe one "baeddel" circle irl and it was in like a sheltered city bubble and it was just pretty normal transgender female drama like all these liberated queer people say they hate men and dickride them anyway. theyd just be dicks to trans men and dickride cis dudes. And they were even awful to other tgirls like you couldn't do anything and anger the fucking clique without somebody being like oh my god she was such a bitch like it really is ur own people LMAO but like I understand it just blew trying to hack it in those tboy and cis people spaces cus everyone was horrible to u for being transfem. Like they werent any less misogynistic. But then even in the transfem circle they also were not less misogynistic even if tgey talked all this shit abt men. transgender people are awful mostly because they're neurotic, it was rejection from other trans people that had these girls reacting with bullshit like that, I just don't want you responding to these wolf notes with more anger. Like let the fire die out. Please. Lol.

Dont read too much into internet drama especially, like this shit isnt real I think it gets so cutthroat cause a lot of people arent really trans or have trans communities outside of the internet unfortunately like the real world resources are not there and people are too eager to subsitute with tumblr. And I'm the same way like I'm a hick like my closest trans friend is a half hour away. Like just calm down cus if ur not calm ur not thinking.

[sucrows]

hiiii crow I hope you’re doing alright! I know you’re not the trickstar guy but I was wondering if you had any spicy thoughts abt them (specifically mao tho bc I’m predictable)

no worries if you don’t tho, take care of yourself! -rei

okie so you're right that I'm not really a trickstar guy, but I will admit to having thirsted over nearly every enstars character at least once so worry not I always have thoughts

[under cut because this got long lmao]

[gn reader] Makoto is probably the character I have the most thoughts over in trickstar. Who doesn't love a good subby boy every once in a while? I would loveeee to corrupt him, he probably has so many dirty fantasies he's thought up but would never pursue- both due to a lack of a partner to do so and because he's too shy to try and make the first move. The scenario I think about with him is being his friend (who he totally doesn't have a thing for nope not at all), hearing about his inexperience, and offering to help... except he has no idea what he's getting into. Teasing an taunting him, promising to help him but never actually satisfying him until he submits to the humiliation of begging to be fucked stupid. Then and only then taking the time to make him cum over and over again, until he's a whimpering and crying mess.

[afab reader] Mao takes second place for me in terms of Trickstar characters (blaming you and your stupid breeding kink for that/lh). Ok lets see... Mao is a sweet, earnest guy. He's competent, efficient, hardworking, good guy- but he can't ever imagine the idea of his partner leaving him. It would just be pure heartbreak for him. So of course when he finds someone else getting a bit too close to you, insecurities are going to crop up. I think of him going out of his way to entirely service his partner and make them feel good in order to reassure himself of his place in their life. It's not actually subtle though that something is bothering him. It's easy to get him to confess his worries, it's even easier to convince him to do something to bind you to him... You guessed it, Mao breeding kink. He'd praise you to heaven and back, talking about how he'll take responsibility, he'll take care of you, he'll never leave you, and so on until his filling you right up.

[gn reader] Ngl, I don't think I'd get along with Subaru most of the time, just not on the same wavelength as him soooo... not quite hate fuck thoughts with him, but definitely rough, feisty sex. first thought that comes to mind with him is one of those "uh oh, we're stuck together in a place and the only way to get out is to fuck! 😳" type of scenario. I imagine getting tired of his attitude really quick, trying to find an alternate way out then giving in and biting his lip when he inevitably tries to go in for a kiss. From there it's just rough pulling, biting, and scratching while he says taunting words and teasing phrases the whole time.

[amab reader] also not many thoughts on Hokuto, but I think being the partner his parents hate would be hilarious and he would love it. Don't you think it would be fun to have mega loud gay sex in his room conveniently around the time his dad comes home? Amazing. Also, having him under you would be such a nice experience with just how pretty he is. His eyelashes fluttering shut and his face flushing red as you fuck him hard and deep... the sounds he stifles as he cums and squirms in your grasp... the way he looks up at you with so much more emotion than usual as you pull out and clean him up...

#sorry for being late my inbox has been filling up for a second! dw lads I'm getting to them i swearsies nothing has been deleted #asks #ask.nsfw #ask.thirst #thirst #thirst.mao #thirst.makoto #thirst.hokuto #thirst.subaru #nsfw.mao #nsfw.subaru #nsfw.hokuto #nsfw.makoto #god so many tags... #sakumasmut #hope this is to your liking rei i think it mightve unlocked something in my brain about hokuto actually...

[lost-inthedream]

Youngbin from A to Z - nsfw

That famous nsfw alphabet, babes.

Pairing: Youngbin x female reader

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Daddy vibes when you all are done. I mean you might go for more than 2 rounds sometimes and it can be tiring even though he isn't the roughest. He immediately is gonna jump out of the bed and take a humid cloth to clean you, unless you don't stop him and ask for more kisses. Seriously, boy needs to chill

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

I feel like he's a collarbone enthusiast. He has a quite elegant tattoo on his (yes, I live for that little thing when it's peeking out). So yeah, he likes both his collarbones and yours. He'll kiss yours and maybe suck on it when he's in a mood for it and expect the same from you. Make him gasp.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Interesting... He's pretty neat in your first times but then he snaps and might pull out to cum on your stomach. Won't consider cumming on your face unless you ask him to

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Oh fuck, i'm gonna be self-indulgent in this one. anyways he might get so so turned on if you blow a slap on his face when you're bouncing on his cock.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He knows very well how to make it. Honestly, he's like a pro (I'm gonna say these words for other members, just wait for it), even though he has space to learn new things.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

I've said doggstyle before and I stick with it. He likes to take you from behind (butt guy) and slide his hands from your waist to your thighs.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Most to the serious side. He likes to watch you and pay attention to your body and face. There's nothing funny in it, just FIRE. Of course there are occasions you are both giggly tho

H = Hair (how well-groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He maintains it neat, not bare, trimmed and simple.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Either sensual and thirsty or sweet and romantic. He'll adapt to your mood. when you need your man to take you good, he will promptly do. Also, when you need someone to give you all the attention, he's the right guy.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Let's say he does with a moderate frequency. I feel like he wouldn't feel right if he did it too frequently. When he does he likes to truly enjoy himself, so he takes time massaging his entire length and watching it harden as it gets more sensitive. imagines you between his legs.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

His big three are:

Dirty talk

Tipsy sex

blindfolds (on you or on him, he likes it anyway)

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He feels more comfortable at home, either the bedroom or the living room are very good options.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

The way you look at him when you are in the mood. He loooves it when you show how much you want him with your eyes. He feels sexy and when he feels sexy, he wants sex!!

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He can't slap you on the face. I know I said he likes to be slapped on the face but it def doesn't go both ways. He hates this idea. He will gladly slap you on the butt if you like it nonetheless

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He likes BOTH.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He might pound into you a few times on your sessions but it's just to surprise you. He prefers it slow so it lasts some good time.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

As you probably wonder, based on my previous descriptions, he's not a fan. But will go for it in case you are too provoking for his taste.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He would hate if you all got caught in the act. The thought of someone looking at you in such a situation or even hearing your moans have him uncomfortable.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He's pretty healthy. Average of 2-3 times.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Yes! He likes toys to restrain you both. Power dynamics screaming here. Also, he will like it very much if you have a glass dildo too, but it's not mandatory.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Nothing exaggerated. He will tease you as much as he thinks you can take and, in his head, you're such a baby girl/boy

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Moderate to low volume. He sounds like he is in pain but, honestly, his moans are pretty and breathy. Also gasps a lot

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

I don't know it will super crazy random and not sexy at all. Though if you tell him you are wearing no pants under your skirt and you are in public, he will be way too nervous and afraid that someone will find it out. "We better go home" In short, no panties at home is pretty good but no panties on the streets is no fun lol

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Okay, I might suck at describing dicks

Youngbin's got an average length and thickness. Something is telling it's slightly tanned just like his abs. Streight. A few visible veins. Cute balls.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Also average? He strikes balanced vibes. 3 times a week is fine for him in a long-term relationship. It may vary when you are in your first months though.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He takes some time. Prefers making sure that you are sound-asleep. Then your breath becomes his lullaby (ooh this sentence came out so pretty I want an entire fic)

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Find other alphabets in the tag

#smut alphabet #sf9 smut #sf9 scenarios #youngbin smut #youngbin scenario

[thegoldfiles]

I'm the anon who talked about mobox's roleplay groups in June and also the anon who talked about the character design problems for animation more recently. I was already on Tumblr before but I remade my account and I'd figured I'd come back here to discuss publicly on this blog (I'm tired of hiding out of fear of getting harassed for the things i did in the past. I assure you, I'm currently moving pass this and I am getting help and treatment). I also plan to keep my account for future asks on my work or other stuff. Mobox does seem to have a strange Fetish with abuse and rape. Usually people who have these types of "kinks" are known to have had traumatic experiences in the past related to it and use it as a way of coping. Not the healthiest way, especially when you expose it to minors.

I also remember this ask that popped before the controversy, which I thought was interesting to mention :

...Where an anonymous pointed out how mobox's au didn't make any sense, especially in the timeline and the way mobox shipped characters. Of course, Mobox responded in his usual way.

He doesn't even need to get off the internet at this point, he needs severe help from professionals.

Oh my goodness, hi! Your art style is so nice!

Anyway, remember that wiki page that I talked about here? I have a feeling that the page was made by someone close to Mobox, since it talked about him being abused as a kid or something, which, now that I look at it, makes the thing with him having a r*pe/abuse kink make even more sense (And the cover up with Stolen Innocence).

He's obviously exposing it to minors. An example being one of his friends (Polly) is literally 15 years old and apparently Mob and him ship Pau with one of his OCs now (and Stan with another one of his OCs as well). A few of his fans have even admitted they couldn't watch Open Mind because they were also minors (One admitted they were 16), and minors still follow his content anyway and think it's ok to do the things he does.

Here's the English translation for that ask, by the way:

The Anon: mobox, I feel you're ruining your au. First about Ennard and Eleanor, then the timeline is not understandable because of a post you did about Renata this year and what you've said about Renata and William before. And now Cassidy is probably the new guard when we don't know much about her.

Mobox: ooLOL

in case they are all ideas, I can not believe that just by saying "I have the need" for you it is "I WILL DO IT"

As I mentioned, we still don't know, I only make plans, besides, it is clearly an Au, the ideas will like it and others will not, but that is already one's decision.

(For context with Eleanor and Cassidy, (NOT Cassidy in the Cassianverse), Eleanor (A character from the Fnaf book "To Be Beautiful") was planned to be Ennard's toxic ex partner, while Cassidy was Jessika and Gron's daughter

This is Cassidy in Affinity:

But yeah, you're right. He didn't seem to take critique too well, which is funny because he stalks our blog even though he absolutely hates it

The thing is, Mobox claims that he's going to therapy, but from all that we've seen, it hasn't helped at all. Mobox hasn't changed himself at all, not even now. He still does the same stuff that he's done before.

#mod cagney #ask #naiacs #fnaf affinity au #tw r*pe mention #tw abuse mention

[theprettyarachnid]

VIKTOR + ALL LETTERS YES

a/n: i... got a little carried away

warnings: nsfw

a (aftercare)

Viktor is very affectionate after sex. Before you two clean up, he enjoys just cuddling with you while brushing any pieces of hair away from your face.

He'll run a hot bath for the both of you where he just props you against his chest. He tenderly washes any bruises or bite marks on your body while complimenting you. He's big on acts of service.

b (body part)

Viktor's favourite part of your body is your face. He loves watching every expression you make when he changes in pace or moves to a new area of your body. He loves how your eyes squeeze shut and how you bite your lip when you're close to cumming.

Another favourite body part are your thighs. There isn't much of an explanation for this one, he just loves the way they look and how they feel in his cold hands.

Speaking of hands, Viktor's favourite body part of his are his hands. This is mainly because of how much you love them. He loves how your hand intertwines with his somehow perfectly and how you hold his hand when you aren't thinking. He loves how you respond to every touch, no matter how small it may be, and how they look wrapped around your wrists or neck.

c (cum)

He loves to cum inside you and isn't even ashamed about it anymore. In the beginning, he really tried not to but the second you told him, no.. more like begged him, to cum inside you he didn't hesitate.

He can't help himself from teasing you about how much of a mess you've made every time he pulls out. Not like you can give much of a response.

d (dirty secret)

Viktor will probably never admit this but he once masturbated to the thought of you before you two started dating/got sexual. Part of him is embarrassed to tell you while the other part of him is dying to know your reaction and wants to know if you possibly did the same.

e (experience)

He doesn't have loads of experience but he does know what he's doing. He's a fast learner and he studied anatomy and psychology so it doesn't take him long to find out what you like and what you don't like.

f (favourite position)

Viktor's favourite position is either missionary or cowgirl. Like I said before, he loves to see your face so any position where he can see your reactions is kind of an automatic favourite.

If he's feeling particularly tired, he likes to fuck you from the side while clutching one your breasts. He also likes this position because he can easily kiss you.

g (goofy)

He's kind of in the middle when it comes to goofiness. If you're tense about something, he makes a few teasing or sarcastic comments to help you loosen up.

During actual sex, he isn't that goofy. He's more focused on making you feel good while the both of you get to forget about day-to-day responsibilities for a while.

h (hair)

Viktor almost always looks pretty polished so obviously he's going to keep it neat and tidy down there. He does it not only for you, but for himself because it doesn't like it getting out of control. Although it's not very noticeable at first, he has a happy trail that peeks out just above his briefs.

i (intimacy)

He can come off as timid and kind of cold but he's actually very romantic. It's nothing too crazy like roses on the bedsheets or whatever, but he treats you throughout the day or takes you out to dinner.

He makes sure you're comfortable, occasionally asking if what he's doing is okay no matter how many times you might've had sex. He leaves featherlight kisses across your body while complimenting you. It's honestly very sweet how he puts your wants/needs in front of his own.

j (jerk off)

He isn't a huge fan of jacking off. He just never really has the time and would much prefer spending a possibly pleasurable moment with you instead.

k (kink)

oh great heavens

Viktor loves being in control, there's something really intoxicating about it to him. He likes to tie your hands behind your back and do what he pleases with you, whether that's overstimulating you or denying every orgasm that you get close to.

I'm not sure if this qualifies as a kink but he enjoys mirror fucking you. He likes how embarrassed you look as he makes you watch him finger fuck you.

He doesn't do it often but he likes to embarrass you. Not too much where it's humiliating but a few teasing comments mixed with degradation and praise while people are around never hurts.

l (location)

He's most comfortable when you two are home. He doesn't need to worry about someone walking in and seeing you in a way only he's allowed to see you.

He also likes being home because you don't try and conceal your moans. He loves hearing his name spill from your parted lips in between breaths and how you don't hesitate to tell him what you need.

m (motivation)

Any time you dress nice for a certain occasion. He loves the way the outfit he helped you pick fits you like a glove and how he can see just the right amount of skin.

It's somewhat torturous to him when you look so beautiful yet he can't do anything until you two get home. Although he loves the thought of ripping it off of you, Viktor's always gentle when taking off your clothing.

When you play with his hair, even if it's an innocent gesture, he can't help but get a little excited. Your nails gently scratching his scalp has him suppressing quiet moans and whimpers and you both know it.

n (no!)

The idea of actually hurting you is a no-go. He wouldn't be able to forgive himself if he accidentally hurt you when he was supposed to be pleasuring you.

He also hates the idea of sharing you.

o (oral)

Viktor most likely won't say no if you ask to give him a blowjob, especially if he's in his office at home. The idea of you under his desk sucking his dick while he tries to do paperwork turns him on.

He likes eating you out. The way your thighs crush the sides of his face only spurs him on as you tug his hair. Every time you tug his hair, he moans. He can't help it.

p (pace)

His pace is mainly based on his mood but he likes to take his time. He loves going over every inch of your body, getting you wet and ready for him.

Once he's actually inside of you, he starts at a slow pace for you to get used to. He gradually picks up the pace until he finds a rhythm and speed you both find pleasurable.

q (quickie)

Meh, he's not really one for quickies. It just doesn't do it for him like regular sex does.

r (risk)

Viktor is actually pretty open to most ideas you may want to experience with him. The idea of fucking you in the lab is very appealing to him but whenever you try and bring it up, his response is a quick and simple 'no'. Although every time you bring it up, the more he thinks about it.

s (stamina)

Because of his health, he can't keep going round after round. A lot of the time he needs breaks in between but during those breaks, you're cockwarming him while he's leaving hickeys on your neck.

He can actually hold himself back making him last for a pretty long time. He likes to see how many times he can make you cum until he can't last any more.

t (toy)

I can't really imagine Viktor owning any sex toys but that doesn't mean he isn't open to them. If you're into them and want him to use one on you, he's game.

If you want to use one on him, he's a little taken aback and flustered. Once he thinks about it, he's open to it.

u (unfair)

bitch

This man can literally tease you for a whole two days without giving into you. He just loves seeing you frustrated with him but not frustrated enough to actually be angry with him because you know that won't get you anywhere.

He definitely enjoys starting something when you're too busy to finish it.

v (volume)

He isn't very loud, the most noise that comes out of him is an occasional curse in between pants and strangled moans. It's not that he isn't enjoying himself, he's just kind of shy when it comes to making too much noise.

w (wild card)

He can be a little possessive but that's because so many Piltover hotshots think they can just sweep you off your feet just because he's from the Undercity.

It's never anything too extreme but there have been situations that have irked him more than he'd like to admit.

x (x-ray)

Viktor has a horse cock. No I will not go into further explanation.

y (yearning)

I'd say his sex drive is pretty normal for his age. It hiked up a little when you two started dating but overall it's nothing too extreme.

z (zzz...)

Viktor tries to stay awake until you fall asleep but after he's made sure you're taken care of and satisfied, he lays his head on your chest and dozes off.

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[izzuku]

thigh riding Genshin x trans! m! reader 1°

note: genshin men letting you ride their thigh for your own pleasure <3

characters: albedo/kaeya/diluc part 1

warnings: mentions of female genitalia but reader is described as male, boners, maybe a little bit of degrading, praise kink, switch(? reader x switch/dom character, cum (ofc), cursing, probably not proof-read

au/note: just something I had on mind some time ago, hope someone can enjoy it <3

please unspecified age blogs and minors do not interact, same for the people who don't enjoy this type of things!

ALBEDO can either be really quiet or really vocal about it. It all started with him trying to do an experiment about some of the ways a human body can feel pleasure without penetration of something of that kind. At first he thought of just asking you to do it for him, but he quickly changed his mind the moment you sat on his lap, trying to see what he was doing.

“What are you up to, 'Bedo?” The question lingers in the air for a couple of seconds until he comes back with a calm voice, a suggestive tone underlying in it.

“I was going to try a new hypothesis on the human body by myself but since you're here maybe you could be of help, if you do not mind, love.” You're pretty much used to helping Albedo with strange experiments so it's common sense that you agree to it.

“'Kay, what do I need to do?” Still on his lap, you feel one of his gloved hands caress your thigh, giving it a tight squeeze before moving his gaze to your face. You can hear the smirk on his face just by the tone of his voice.

“Please get comfortable, I'll need you to get rid of your lower half clothes and start...grinding on my thigh. If you get tired you can always have some time out. I'll be making notes so feel free to talk or touch wherever you please.”

You have already...demonstrated your unconditional love to each other a couple of times, but this...you felt as if he was just asking to embarrass you. Even after that, how could you deny those pretty icy eyes?

✦ You get naked from your lower half, exposing your pretty sex ready for some love.

✦ Albedo is basically quiet, just asking questions from time to time while you grind on him back and forth.

✦ Just the rubbing of Albedo's pants on your clit sent shivers down your spine.

✦ “Does it feel good dear? Do you need aid? Maybe my fingers can help you increase the pleasure.” Totally true. His cold thumb starts rubbing your sensitive and exposed spot.

✦ Soft moans escape your mouth even if you try to hide them. Your chalk prince is there to grab your hand and kiss the knuckles, wanting to hear more of you as your fluids start to be as a lube on his thigh.

✦ You can clearly see that this is also affecting him by the bulge of his pants on your knee each time you move forward. “Enjoying this a little bit too much, pretty boy?”

✦ Both of you ended up half naked, hearing your lover's sweet and high moans as you jerk him off. Drops of precum slides slowly down his shaft on your hand, the pace increasing as you reach your high.

✦ “Lo..ve, please, I'm at my- ah! limit. Let's- let's do it together..” After cumming at the same time you cannot wait as your lips cage his in a fervent kiss.

✦ End up having sex in his lab on top of his desk.

KAEYA oh...this bitch. Everybody knows he's a teaser, making you blush and embarrassing yourself just for him and his pride. He won't do it to make you feel uncomfortable, you just gotta know him a little bit better. Doesn't matter how it started, the only thing you can recall is getting into the Knights of Favonious headquarters in search of the blue-haired individual, only to end up half naked on his lap.

“Spending some time with your lovely partner, huh? I guess I could say that you missed me.” He ends with a chuckle as his eyes follow your every move next to him.

“I guess you could say that I came to ask you something about the new commissions but you seem far more invested in those papers.” You always had something to attack back, that's why he loved you so much.

“As expected of a high rank knight like me, dear. But I'm kind of tired of the silence in here, so, why don't you stay so we can chat a bit, hm?” You knew there was something hidden behind his words, but didn't have enough time as his hand shove you down on his lap. “We don't need an extra chair if you like me so much, do we pretty boy?” This bastard.

It was all peaceful as time went by, there was just...this little thing you noticed. His hand was always on top of your thigh but each time you shifted to get more comfortable, it would move closer to you, getting almost to your crotch. That's when he saw you notice, smirking with evilness.

“Love, would you like to make a bet? Curious as if what he'd say, you nodded. “Good. If I make you cum just by you riding my thigh...you'll have to pay for my bill at Angel's Share for a week.” It would be a good thing if you could stop him from getting drunk so often...

“Alright, bet. But, if I win, you'll stop drinking alcohol for three weeks, just juice at the bar. ” Oh silly you, thinking you could win under Kaeya's charms.

✧ The first thing that he did was grab your clothes with enough strength to almost rip them in half and pull them down.

✧ He knew all your weak spots, that's why proceeded to make pressure on your hips so your sex could be as close as possible to the fabric of his pants.

✧“You won't need these.” He chants while his finger moves your underwear to the side, your exposed area feeling the coldness of the room. Not only that but your little bud was also starting to get sensitive.

✧He said he'd only use his thigh to make you cum, but you know him, he doesn't always tell the truth. As soon as you opened your mouth to let out a soft gasp, he inserted two fingers inside the cavity, getting to play with your tongue.

✧You were starting to enjoy the feeling even when your mission was not to cum. Your folds were spread and a stain appeared on Kaeya's pants, indicating that you were probably enjoying this too much.

✧When the knot in your stomach was about to release, the hands of your lover grabbed you so he could position you on his desk.

✧“Not yet star, I still want my share” was the last thing you heard before the belt that held his pants was thrown away.

✧Maybe that stupid bet wasn't that important since you got dumb fucked in his office.

DILUC is more or less like Albedo. When it comes to intimacy, he prefers to keep his mouth shut since it's embarrassing for him. But oh boy, you just gotta let him take the lead while pleasuring him in different ways and you'll have him growling in your ear in a raspy voice. It all happened when you noticed his overworked figure sitting on one of the tables of Angel's Share.

“Diluc? What are you still doing here? I was waiting for you but since it got much later than usual I got worried.” You let the door click back in its place as you approached your lover's figure.

“Oh, it's you. I'm sorry for troubling you darling...it's nothing, really, just another busy day.” His voice was sweet and soft, as if all his energy was drained.

“It's okay now...we can go back now that I've found you.” He simply nodded, not moving on the chair he was sitting. You supposed he was more than tired so instead of dragging him out of the tavern, you locked the door and chose to get rid of your clothing, earning a strange look from your lover.

“[Name] what are you do-” “Shh. I know you're tired...so let me relieve the stress built inside of you, okay? Sit back and focus on your body.” Your body was presented fully naked on his lap, both of your legs at each side of one of his thighs, giving him a good view of your sex.

It didn't end there. As he laid his head back to relax, he heard the sound of his belt and pants unbuckle. But before he had the chance, you were already grabbing his length with tenderness and warmth, his mouth agape.

His pretty crimson eyes met yours before you started moving up and down his thigh, one hand pumping his shaft slowly until the first moan was dragged out of him. You stared at him with a satisfied look and man, you were pretty fucked.

✴The only thing that was heard were both of you panting and moaning, much more coming from you since you really didn't care.

✴At first, it was you who was in control of the situation, giving him the pleasure he deserved and trying to ease his worn self. But in a matter of minutes he couldn't control himself anymore, gripping your waist tighter.

✴“Sorry love..I just..uhg- can't...help myself. I need you.” His lowered his voice, earning a yelp from you when one of his hands slid from your torso to your aching sex, even wetter now as two of his long fingers entered your core.

✴You stopped moving and instead you got into a comfortable position so he could finger you while your hand jerked him off faster.

✴His moans got a bit louder with your skilled hand making his pre-cum leak from his reddish tip and you couldn't help but feel your high coming straight at you.

✴Although when you voiced your thoughts, he was quick to stop paying attention to your throbbing clit and instead pulling out his digits so he could hear you whine.

✴“Diluc why did you-” “You've been of great help tonight love, but I can't hold it anymore, so please let me take the lead. I don't think I'll be able to resist pushing my cock all the way inside of you.” That was your last warning from him before he got up with you.

✴He is a man of words so of course he was right. Instead of going home you both ended fucking in the bar. Your chest and stomach pressed against the bar table, hands locked behind with one of his and his length pumping his cum in again so it wouldn't drop out.

I hope everyone enjoyed it. I know I'm not as present as I was once but I really hope that people can enjoy what I write, specially for those minorities who suffer from dysphoria sometimes. Either way I'll try to make the second part as soon as possible!

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[sapphicwhxre]

behind closed doors

♡ pairing: harry potter x reader x ginny weasley

♡ summary: ginny wants to add a third person to her sex life with harry and you make them both glad he said yes.

♡ requested: yes | no

♡ warnings: oh my god it's FILTH ─ swearing, threesome smut, oral sex (female & male receiving), face fucking, fingering, vaginal sex, praise/possession kink, scissoring, overstimulation, nipple play/praise, cum slut stuff but i got no clue what to tag that as. also i didn’t proofread or edit because if i reread any of this shit i know it won’t get posted LMAO

it was funny, really.

everyone thought the chosen one was this awkward, inexperienced git when it came to sex. and they all thought the youngest and only girl of the weasleys must be this pure little princess. but, they were oh so wrong and you knew that first hand.

you knew because harry was almost at his breaking point. he didn’t think there was anything as precious or plain sexy as ginevra weasley but merlin, did she have some odd kinks. he’d do them all for her, even enjoyed some of them. but this one had harry redder than dragon breath.

“ginny, i don’t want another guy with his hands on you when we’re being intimate!”

finally snapping, harry was flushed and frustrated. it was the second time ginny had brought up the possibility of bringing another person into their bedroom and harry did not see the appeal. the weasley girl perked an eyebrow, however, and laughed.

“who said anything about a guy, dear?” ginny toyed with a charm on the bracelet you’d given her and shook her head. “you know my friend, y/n, don’t you?”

the boy’s eyes widened behind his glasses and his mouth went a bit dry. “yes,” was all he managed, trying to remember what house you were even in. what he did remember was that you were quite the sight to look at.

ginny grabbed harry's hand, “we had a bit of a thing before you and i. she’s a fun person, she’d do it without any strings attached.”

how had harry had no idea that his girlfriend had been sleeping with y/n? and why did the idea of letting her into the equation arouse him so much? although surprised that ginny felt absolutely no jealousy or even batted an eye at the situation, he found himself grinning when ginny did at his sudden nod.

this was how you’d ended up with harry potter’s cock buried in your pussy while your face was in ginny’s. and right now, it wasn’t very funny at all. what it was fell under the category of fucking like heaven.

“oh, good girl, just like that, y/n!”

ginny moaned with her head thrown back. her eyes were rolling back into her head with every moan she heard from her boyfriend paired with the warm vibrations of yours meeting her pussy. “look so pretty, taking harry’s cock for us,” you responded to her dirty praise by a finger into her dripping cunt, your tongue still assaulting her folds and your ass in the air. she moaned even louder and barely made eye contact with harry, who was still thrusting into your clenching walls. “so good, y/n... blimey, gin, she’s so tight,”

“and ours,” the panting girl added, her hands now gripping your hair messily. “our pretty little slut, in’t that right, harry?” he agreed with a rather distracted grunt but ginny was too occupied to respond, screaming as you put your fingers as deep into her as you could, curling and pumping while your tongue kept adoring her clit. “oh, y/n, y/n, y/n,” it was impossible at this point to tell whose moans were whose and who was saying your name louder, but either way it was addicting.

“f-fuck!” you babbled incoherently, harry and ginny's names both getting lost on the way out of your mouth. harry burst into you with a final, shallow thrust, moaning like a porn star. your orgasm clenched your stomach and your walls tightened around harry’s dick while you came, the white liquid seeping out into ginny’s view. your breathy moan was hot on ginny’s throbbing pink pussy and the sight made her want to come, hard. you took your fingers away and instantly replaced them with your tongue. gripping her thighs tightly, you let all of her sweet cum enter your mouth and drip down your chin eagerly.

“oh, that’s a good girl,” ginny was breathing fast and giving both of you a toothy grin ─ one which you and harry returned. “how hot does she look, harry?”

“so hot,” harry gasped, forehead sweaty and cheeks flushed red. “so hot covered in our cum, she knows that, doesn’t she?”

nodding and flustered, you tried to gather yourself after being fucked and fucking ginny at the same time but you were flipped onto your back. a loud yelp caught both ginny and harry and they both wore different smirks on their face. harry's said he was nothing short of loving the experience and ginny was thinking of ways to make it better for the former... and herself.

“open,” she commanded, biting her bottom lip with the cockiest look on her face. without any hesitation, you spread your legs as wide as you could to let ginny do whatever she wanted with you. “good little girl, you’ll be rewarded,” she hummed and you were desperate to be touched again. “but first ‘m gonna let harry have a bit more fun, show him just how good you are with that pretty mouth.”

the messy haired boy was already pumping up and down his shaft, tip as pink as his cheeks. “open?” harry’s request was softer but in some way, just as sexy as ginny’s. you parted your lips just enough to take his tip between them and sucked softly, eyes intent on harry while you did so. his were already scrunched in need and you made your way down, cum covered lips and saliva wetting his dick for you to suck him better. with hollowed cheeks, you bobbed up and down on his length, feeling more and more satisfied with his bucks hitting your throat. even gagging on his cock and nose hitting right above where he was slapping against his own skin, you moaned and sucked until ginny spit on your cunt.

“oh,” you let out muffled on harry. no longer watching you two, ginny was lowering her own pussy onto yours and the heat of both your aroused cunts felt heavenly. you whimpered with your lips around harry, tears streaming down your face, hoping to be touched by ginny. your wish was granted as you moaned muffled again and she sank onto you, using your thigh to ride your pussy. clits rubbing against one another with deliciously rough friction, cock all the way into your mouth, you saw stars. it didn’t even matter whose cum was dripping down your leg when the pleasure you felt was so mindblowing and harry was spilling his seed down your throat. “good little cum slut,” ginny rubbed your clit harshly.

“ginny, this is so good,” you groaned, on the verge of a sob, “but ‘m too sensitive, just let me please you guys,”

as if you’d told a funny joke, she laughed and turned to harry. “your turn baby, i want that pretty, pretty mouth back between my legs now that she’s all swollen and sexy,”

“poor thing,” harry chuckled at your scream when he attached his mouth to your soaked and abused pussy. his hands yanked you by the ass and he ate you out like you were a fucking pumpkin pasty. ginny lowered to sit this time on your mouth, facing harry’s buried head. whimpering almost pitifully, though extremely sexy to the couple you were pleasing, your tongue took messy movements to ginny’s pussy.

she was so wet that it didn't matter how out of it the sensations had you, your open mouth on her core was enough to have ginny spitting moan after moan. “cum now, y/n, i know you’ve got another one left in you,” harry cooed. you couldn’t even object with your mouth so preoccupied and all coherent thoughts being smashed by harry’s tongue fucking your hole. “that's it,” his teeth grazed you while you came and your sob on ginny’s pussy sent her to the very edge of her orgasm.

right then and there, she could have orgasmed all over your flushed face but she held on and took her pale fingers to your breasts. “i think she’s got one more in her harry, fuck her one more time,” she purred, hips bucking on your lips. the strangled moan you exhaled made harry beam while he prepared to enter you again. “you love it, don't you?” your mouth tasting between ginny’s slick folds wouldn’t let you scream his name, but you desperately wanted to when harry pushed all of his inches into you. “being just a pretty cum slut?”

in only a minute, ginny’s release washed over your face and flooded your senses. all you tasted was the last ginny had before she collpased beside you, panting heavily. she watched as harry kept fucking you like you were theirs. “pretty tits bouncing, shame we didn't give ‘em too much attention,” she chirped. your teary eyes widened, you weren’t sure if you could take ginny touching your breasts on top of harry pounding into you. but you desperately wanted to.

it must have showed in your eyes, or admittedly, in ginny’s desire because she wrapped her lips around one of your nipples and pinched the other one before switching to soft flicking. “so tasty,” she alternated, praising both your tits with her skilled fingers and warm mouth. about to coax you into your orgasm, you finished loudly and harry let himself release the second that you did. pulling out, he found his way next to ginny and wrapped his hands around her waist while she focused on your tits, tired yet euphoric. “aren’t they perfect?” ginny hummed contently and released them, and harry stroked your hair and ginny's.

“y’know, perfect’s just one word i’d use for this.”

the lovely filth of having the wild versions of harry potter and ginny weasley all to yourself were some of your best nights, you often thought. though you supposed deep down that they were the ones who had you to themselves, you didn’t care. what mattered much more was that you ─ and certainly ginny and harry ─ were quite glad that you were their good, little slut.

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