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Part 2 is up

Kai x Reader First Person Smut

Kai Anderson Smut

First Person

Warnings: Daddy Kink, Manipulation, Kink Shaming, Foul Language, Heavy Dub – Con, Anal, Anal Fingering, Vaginal Sex, Oral Sex, Unsafe Sex, Object Insertion, Choking, Unsafe Practice of BDSM, Drugs and Alcohol (Mentioned Use), Innocence Play, Hinted Pregnancy, Rough Sex, Camera/Recorded Sex, Cult Association, Masturbation

Authors Note: I don’t own Cult or any of it’s characters. Hope you enjoy this short story! Let me know what you think.

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“Who do you love the most?”

His eyes stared into mine and, not for the first time since meeting him, I felt terror shock a line up my spine.

“Love is a myth.” I replied looking up at him from under my dark lashes, moments away from tears, hoping to hear his disagreement. It didn’t come. Instead, he licked his lips and tightened his hold on my pinkie.

“Is that your greatest fear?” He followed up.

I blinked twice, letting a tear glide down my face, smudging my eyeliner down my cheek. I took a deep breath.

“Yes.”

“You’re very dear to me. Do you know that? All that you have suffered; it’s beautiful.” He took my chin with his other hand and tilted my head upwards. Lust and madness danced gleefully in his eyes. He brushed my hair over my shoulder.

“I love you.” I choked out.

He chuckled.

“Liar.” He grabbed my throat roughly, shaking me rough, somewhat playfully. He slapped my cheek lightly. “You’re scared.” He observed.

I was breathing roughly, terrified.

“There’s nothing to be scared of.” He ran his hand through my hair. “Do you know why I wanted you to here? I saw something in you that was trapped, locked away deep inside you. I saw potential. You’re not scared of me; You’re scared I’ll show you who you really are. You want me to. That’s why you came to me, special one.”

My legs were trembling. He knew. His smile slowly stretched from ear to ear.

“P-please.” I whispered, not knowing what I was begging for.

“It’s okay, baby – I know what you need.”

I could feel my heart hammering in my chest. He knew.

Winter told him.

It was the first time I had ever been invited to a party. It was loud and there were plastic cups everywhere. I scanned the room until I spied someone with a shred of decency. She leaned against the wall with an unopened bottle of Tequila. She caught my eye and turned to gaze at the crowd of drunks, humping and dancing to the music that came from the speaker. She smiled and walked over to me.

“This party is shit. A bunch of pigs just waiting until you get drunk enough to give them a chance. Wanna ditch?” She shook the bottle teasingly.

I didn’t know her. But then again, I didn’t really know anybody there. What was there to lose?

“Sure.”

She introduced herself as Winter Anderson and within moments we were at her house. A couple of hours passed like nothing. By the time we swapped ex horror stories the bottle was empty, and the room was foggy from the smoke. A bong sat between us on her bed.

“Truth or hit?”

I threw back my head and laughed, staring at the ceiling for a moment. I was still moving, even though I sat perfectly still. I swayed back and forth to her music before looking her in her eyes, ready to answer.

“Truth.” She smiled and took a hit.

“What gets you off?” I blushed, and scanned my brain for an appropriate answer, so I wouldn’t be judged.

“When a guy whispers in my ear.” I settled with a tame turn-on.

She laughed. “Bullshit.”

“What?” I protested, letting a nervous cough of a laugh to escape my lips.

She leaned forward and stuck out her pinky finger. I hesitated. I didn’t really know her. Fuck it. I let out an excited breath and leaned forward to twist my red pinky ginger around her blue one. I blamed my boldness on the drugs and alcohol.

“Calling someone Daddy; Being told what to do; When Daddy gets rough with me. That’s what gets me off.”

She looked into my dark eyes to see if I was telling the truth. I was. She smiled and laughed it off. “I knew it was something like that.” I froze.

“You can tell?”

She shook her head quickly. “Not unless you look for it. Have you ever done something about it?”

“No. My ex didn’t want to.”

“You should.” She smiled and took a hit. Then she proceeded to tell me about Scottie Mickels and how she let him do anal. That’s how it went for a while, that is, until I could just lay back on the bed and stare at the ceiling.

“Hey.”

She shook me out of my day dreaming. It felt like someone was pulling me down from a cloud. I felt weightless. I turned my head and found her eyes.

“Yes ma’am?”

Her eyebrows jerked upwards. She looked around the room and threw a pencil in my direction.

“Hand it to me that pencil.” Wordlessly, I took the pencil from in front of me and stuck out my hand to give it back to her.

“Here you are ma’am.”

“Holy shit.”

I stared at her.

“You’re really out of it.” She decided it was time to go to bed. She put the bong on the nightstand and pulled me off the bed. She wiped off the little pieces of weed off her blanket and laid me down underneath it. She then gave me a glass of water to drink. I felt like I was on a swaying boat. Winter set herself down on the other side of the bed and placed her phone in between us. I let her music lull me to sleep.

The next day she told me about her brother.

The day after that, she took me to him.

I told Kai about my childhood. I told him about my mother, my brother, and my sister, but I never told him about what I think about when it’s the middle of the night, and nobody’s awake. I never told him, but he knew.

I suspected he knew from the very start.

“Come over here.” He released my pinky and sat in the middle of his couch, taking off his shirt in the process. He treated the situation as if it was nothing, leaning back against the cushions, waiting. Shame flooded me for my growing excitement and terror. I followed him after a beat of indecision, and soon stood in front of him.

“Now sit on Daddy’s lap.” I let out a harsh breath and stared at his lap. He licked his lips and rubbed the outline of his cock with the palm of his left hand. I almost obeyed.

“It’s a little early to start misbehaving.” He chided. His right hand pulled my wrist towards him, urging me to sit. My knees bent on both sides of his hips and I lowered myself onto his jean-clad budge. He let his hands latch onto my waist, bunching my skirt and pulling it up a few inches to expose my upper thighs. Before I could catch on, he brought his hips to rub and hump at my core. He bounced me roughly up and down on him and grunted in pleasure. My hands found his shoulders and I held on to him as he continued to quench his sudden need for friction.

“Kai! I-,” My sentence was cut off when he stopped thrusting against me and held my throat, squeezing twice. He grabbed me hard enough to let me know I had done something to displease him.

“You want to get my attention; you call me Daddy. I mean, isn’t that what you want? You want a nice, strong Daddy to take care of you and this.” He let go of my throat and groped my pussy. I was humiliated, horrified. But he was right.

He pushed my panties to the side and swirled his fingers inside of me, groaning in approval at how wet I was. My cheeks burned in embarrassment.

“D-Daddy, please.”

“Get on your knees.” He slipped his fingers out and brought them to his lips, tasting me before he released me. I obeyed without hesitation.

“Baby, I’ve been a little stressed lately.” He rubbed my hair and pulled me closer to kneel in-between the V of his open legs. “We’re so close to winning. Everything’s going perfect. And I’ve got to stay in control to keep focused.”

I nodded and looked into his eyes. He wanted to play first. My eyes widened in innocence. “I understand, Daddy.”

He smirked and let his left hand undo the button on his pants. My eyes followed his movements. Kai slowly slid his zipper down and pulled out his cock and balls. “You’ve never seen a man’s cock before, have you?” He slid his hand up and down him shaft. It stood in front of me, large and hard. I shook my head and looked up at him innocently.

He let his blue hair fall to his shoulders and tied mine away from my face. “I have a way you can help daddy.”

“How?” I bit my lip and took a shy glance at his lap.

“Take your clothes off.” His lips twitched into a sinister smile.

“What?” I blinked up at him, innocently tilting my head to the side.

“Listen to daddy.” He warned. I slowly took off my dress. “And your underwear.”

I complied, eyes never leaving his. I was soon back between his legs. He took ahold of his member and aimed it in my direction. “Now suck it.”

I hesitated. He grunted in frustration, annoyance and pushed my head down towards his pelvis. I close my eyes as he humped his hard cock against my face. I gasped in shock. Kai took this as his chance and placed his ball sack in my mouth.

“Get them nice and wet, or else Daddy’s gonna start playing rough.” He whispered with the intensity of a caged beast. Silently, I ran my tongue around his sensitive skin and coated his balls with my saliva. He hissed at my compliance and humped his cock against my nose and forehead. When he was satisfied with my work, be backed away and lined up his cock against my closed mouth. He pulled my hair and I yelped in pain; He wasted no time and lodged himself between my cheeks. I gagged, and he thrust forward.

“Fuck! That’s it!” He yelled in satisfaction. He chucked and kept on thrusting into my throat, making me gag. “I knew you’d help Daddy; I knew you’d be so good at his.” He pulled his cock out of my mouth and slapped the outside of my right cheek a couple of times, leaving a line of his cum to connect from my lips. I looked up at him, wondering why he stopped.

I froze when he pointed his phone at me. I heard his camera click. He stuck his cock back into my mouth, snapping a picture of the bulge it made. I gave an involuntary suck and swallowed around his member.

“Look at me.” He commanded. My eyes snapped to his. “Good girl. Keep your eyes on the camera.” He snapped his hips to meet my mouth without warning. He grunted like an animal as he fucked my mouth, staring at me through his phone screen, making sure he got my eyes in the shot. I wiped my eyes when he finally let me catch my breath.

“Come on – say it. Come on, baby girl. Who’s your daddy?” He said from behind his phone. I looked directly into the camera lens.

“You are. You’re my daddy.” I licked my lips.

“That’s right, baby, and what are you doing right now?” He chuckled fondly.

“I’m helping you relax, Daddy.” He groaned.

“On my lap.”

Kai grabbed a bottle of lube from his jean pocket and tossed his pants onto the floor. He coated his fingers well and sat me on his lap, my back to his chest. I leaned forward and looked backwards at him.

“What are you doing, Daddy?”

“Daddy needs a little more help relaxing.” He spread my legs wider. My eyes widened.

“I’m a –,”

“Virgin? Daddy knows. Don’t worry, Daddy’ll take care of you.” I inhaled sharply, my mind racing. What?

I gasped in shock when he slid his middle finger into my ass. I couldn’t speak. He moved his finger in and out, exploring my walls.

“Daddy!” I pleaded in shock. His other hand groped my left ass cheek, roughly kneading my flesh and slapping it. He pulled out his finger and rubbed some lube around my hole. His pointer finger joined his middle pumping in and out of my ass. It burned. All I could do was paint as pain and pleasure intertwined within me. He moved to trace circles around my clit while he fingered me from behind.

“So good. You’re doing perfect, bitch.” I jumped at his rough tone. His touch grew rougher. He added a third finger.

“Daddy, I can’t!” I choked out, tears prickling at the corners of my eyes.

“You think you have a choice now? You already said you would help Daddy. You’ve been teasing me every meeting.” My cheeks burned. I wanted to deny it, but it was the truth. All those times I thought he didn’t notice.

“You wanted this.” He accused. “This is what you think about when you finger your greedy pussy at night.” With that, he took his fingers out of my hole and immediately replaced them with his cock.

“Ah!” I hissed, gritting my teeth and exhaling sharply. He felt so big inside my walls. I could feel every inch of him, sliding in and out, chasing after his own pleasure. He grunted and fucked upwards into my ass. I felt his balls slap against my thighs. His fingers left bruises on my hips and breasts.

“That’s it, slut. You needed this. I could tell you needed this. That’s it, take Daddy’s big cock.” He moaned sharply before pulling out and pushing my shoulders forward, sending me to fall halfway onto the coffee table. He was on me in an instant, jamming his cock into my pussy. He licked his fingers quickly and rubbed small circles around my clit.

I panted, letting small bursts of air to leave my parted lips as he continued his thrusts.

He smirked at my appearance. Hair wildly bouncing in time with my breast, pupils blown, eyes wild. “Daddy just couldn’t resist, baby. You understand I’ve been under a lot of pressure.” He fucked into me faster, harder. “You’re helping Daddy out so much – being such a good girl. Daddy’s almost done.” He leaned forward to scrape his teeth on my shoulder. “You’re gonna look so good filled with my cum.”

“I -I…” My back straightened. I wasn’t on birth control. He wasn’t wearing a condom. He caught my eye and let out a laugh.

“How else will you give birth to my heir.”

I was filled with terror. He planned on getting me pregnant. He felt me clench around his cock. He rubbed my clit faster, more deliberately at my clit. I shuttered and climaxed with a yell, before slumping onto the coffee table, giving into his assault.

Feeling my body go lax, he eagerly placed both hands on my hips and moved my body in time with his thrusts, pleased with my decision to obey.

“That’s it, bitch. Such a good girl. Taking my cock – taking my cum.” He grunted and slammed into me three more times before I felt his release. He let out a long groan and slapped my ass, as if silently telling me I did well. I jerked in time with his finishing thrusts and rested my head on the table, exhausted.

He slowly rocked against me, sliding in and out gently, riding out the aftershocks. He griped the base of his cock and slid out of me. I looked back and saw it hanging, sated, against his thigh. Kai stretched and popped his back. He looked around and took the remote from where it fell on the floor.

I could only let out a shaky moan as he shoved it halfway inside of me to keep his cum trapped in my womb.

“Good girl.” He kissed my head and tugged me to stand. “Our child will be destined for greatness.” I nodded.

“I love you.” I whispered.

He smiled that beautiful smile of his. I could see his dimples. Tears sprung to my eyes.

He held out his pinky.

I didn’t hesitate to intertwine mine with his.

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Kai Anderson x Reader pt.2

Warnings: Oral Sex, Manipulation, Mention of Drug Use, Vaginal Sex, Dark Themes, Pregnancy

Author’s Note: I don’t own AHS: Cult or any of its characters. Hope you enjoy this short story! Let me know what you think.

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You were kneeling in between Kai’s legs, head tilted towards the sky, arching your throat into his grip. You brought your chest forward to make sure it was directly within his line of sight. Based upon the number of hungry glances he shot down your plunging neckline, you’d say it was.

Upon your arrival, a few hours prior, Winter raced you past the men on guard, taking refuge in her room. You sat on her bed, listening to her warn you away from Kai until he calmed down from his fit of rage. His polls had seen a slight decline and he was livid; So were you for that matter. The chants downstairs were him getting his frustration out and rallying the troops. You and Winter took that opportunity to talk.

With Winter, it was easy. You curled your pinky around hers and listened as she told you all her secrets. She was so reckless that it was almost endearing how she mimicked Kai.

It wasn’t long before the racket downstairs subsided. Winter had gone to wash the scent of marijuana off her skin, obviously giving Kai no room to speak to her had he wanted to.

While she hid from him, you sought him out.

“Kai?” You bounced down the steps slowly, giving him time to expect you. With every step, you emphasized the length of your legs and shape of your body. You passed one of his henchmen along the way. He didn’t bother to pry his eyes from your hardly covered chest. Your eyes never strayed from Kai’s.

He stood at the center of the room, arms wide in invitation, palms pointed at the ceiling. His shoulders were tense, and his smile was tight

“What brings you here, sweet one?”

You stopped about a foot away from him, raising your chin upward to look him in his eyes. Lips parted, the two of you noticed of the lack of in-between each other. It would have been so easy for him to just lean down and capture your mouth with his, but you had other things in mind. Daringly, you held out a pinky for him to take.

“I need some alone time with you,” you confessed with a sinful and seductive shit-eating grin.

His eyes flickered with want, roaming down your body to admire your figure. All traces of anger faded from his face. Instead it held a feral grin as he gestured to the table. You sat at the edge of your seat, giving him the opportunity to appreciate the view. You saw him bite the inside of his cheek in hunger.

“Assume the position.” He rolled his shoulders backward and you could see lean muscles of his arm. You moved to take his pinky again, but he reared his hand back from yours.

“No. I’m talking about the one you were in last night.”

Your jaw dropped slightly in surprise. Of course, he already knew. Heart aflutter, your face flushed in embarrassment. You searched his eyes to see no hint of amusement. He demanded compliance.

You kneeled in front of his chair.

“Good girl,” He cooed, brushing your hair away from your face. His tone sent shivers down your spine and electricity through your nerves. “Such a good girl, so obedient; It’s too bad you’re ruled by your cunt.” You flinched. He tsked sadly. “I could almost trust you.”

Your mind drifted to last night and the young Officer Jay Bradley. Kai had requested that you to break into the law office you worked at after everyone had gone home for the night to get some information about State Attorney Michael Linton, or StricktDaddyDom69, according to gaybdsmwrld.com. Everything went according to plan until you were spotted by a local cop on patrol in the parking lot.

“You, uh, got any reason to be here after hours, Miss?” He had asked. USB already hidden in your shoe, you turned to face the man. He was tall, tan, and fit; that was what you first noticed. Next, it was how his eyes lingered over your frame.

“I work here and I just needed to grab some work that needs be done by tomorrow.” You would have gotten away with that lie, if it had not been one in the morning, and had you not have been wearing all black.

“Ya see, I don’t believe you, darlin’.” Despite his words, you could only wonder how that Texas accent make it all the way out here in? You bit your lower lip gently, glanding to your left and right, making sure no one was in sight.

“So what do I have to do to get a little trust ‘round here?”

Next thing you knew, your nose was pressed against the dark patch of curls that lay at the base of Officer Bradley’s cock. His left hand held the back of your head steady as he thrust in and out of your throat in slow, deep strokes. His pants were around his thighs and he was leaning against the trunk of his cruiser. Every few seconds, he checked that no one was around. You wouldn’t care if there was; you were having the time of your life.

He held you on his shaft for a moment before removing himself from your mouth. He grabbed your forearm and pushed you to lay over the trunk. He took his dick in hand and, with a quick look to both ways as if he were to cross a street, slid into you.

He fucked you hard and fast, quick and rough. Kind of like Kai.

But he wasn’t Kai.

After that first encounter, your supreme leader had gotten caught up in work. The relationship, if you could call it that, was still too new - You didn’t know if Kai had meant everything he said, or if it had all just been in the heat of the moment. You tightened your lips as you thought about him fucking Meadow. The possibility alone was enough reason to kill her. Kai was yours.

You felt like you were losing your mind slowly. You were obsessed. You were furious.

You were fucking a cop in the parking lot outside your work after you stole your best-friend’s file on Senator Linton. Once that file gets out, Angela was done for. But your cause would further. What’s one life to change a nation?

You threw your guilt to the back of your mind and focused on the sound of Officer Bradley’s harsh pants as he fucked into you mindlessly. You threw a low, appreciative moan in his direction. He was a good distraction. You felt the cold, gold band around the ring finger of his left hand each time Jay grabbed slapped your ass. You supposed you were a good distraction too.

Jay finished quickly after that, though he made up for it in the back seat of his cruiser, licking the wet cavern in between your thighs until you were sated.

Later that night, the policeman’s number was kept safe in your phone on the bathroom sink counter as submerged yourself in your tub.

Done, You texted Kai. Putting on some music, you put the USB in the safe and removed your clothes in the process. Thank God you rolled that pair of blunts before you left, knowing you’d need it.

Your phone buzzed, but you couldn’t hear it over your thoughts.

Lighting the cigarillo, you wondered what Kai would think if he knew what you had done that night. It wasn’t as if you were his, you dismissed. You let the warm bath and drug relax your body. You flicked the ash in the candle that was closest to you. Winter had confessed he kissed Meadow. You slammed your left hand against the wall in hurt and betrayal. She was going to die. You took a deep hit to calm yourself.

Kai didn’t deserve you but you loved him; so, you didn’t care. You needed him, so he was yours. He kissed Meadow, so your little moment of intercession meant nothing, you concluded.

Therefore, he had no right to say shit.

Your eyes darted up to meet his. “You can trust me,” you insisted to Kai’s deaf ears. He slapped you and you were hit with arousal.

“I thought we were being honest to each other.”

Kai’s large, callused hand cupped the back of your throat, pushing his thumb against your windpipe. His hair fell loosely in front of his shoulders. His forearms bulged with the amount of pressure he placed on your throat. You felt yourself gasping, lungs desperately grasping for air. The image of Kai started to darken and blur.

His hands released you and you automatically fell into his lap, left cheek making contact with his stomach through his black sweater. Oxygen burned the inside of your throat and you trembled while you tried to get a hold of yourself. You weren’t afraid. You knew Kai would let you breathe eventually. Still weak, you exhaled and coughed into the soft cotton of his pullover.

Kai moved your hair out of your face and wiped at your cheeks with soft swipes of his thumb. Teardrops clung to your lashes and blurred your vision, still. Before you got your bearings, you felt something poke at your face from beneath you. You tried to move, but a callused hand held your head to it. A dark excitement wordlessly floated through your mind. He still wanted you, even when your head was still swimming, dizzy from your asphyxiation. You lifted your eyes to stare at Kai with a shy lust.

He parted his lips and a groan of pleasure escaped. He immediately circled his hips to thrust against your cheek. You parted your lips to mouth at the outline of his cock. He grunted and tore his hand into his pants, lifting his hips up to yank his jeans down, uncovering his hardening dick.

You could see his dark eyes flaring in excitement as he grabbed the back of your head to dribble your spit across his length. He shook your head rapidly against his balls, coating them with saliva. He humped your face mercilessly, as if he owned you. He probably did.

“Yes, you filthy fucking, slut. Open your mouth.” He ordered. You swallowed him whole. “Fuck!” He swore, thighs bucking wildly. You hoped Meadow heard. You contracted your throat around him, making him shout again. His hands were now gripping your soft hair, setting a quick rhythm.

“You’re so fucking good at this, you little slut. Yeah, Daddy knows, Daddy knows everything you’ve been doing behind his back. He’s dead. You hear me? That fucking cop is going to die.” You caught his eyes. He meant every word.

But so did you.

You dug your nails into his thighs and he let go of your head. You wiped your mouth and lifted your skirt to your stomach. You weren’t wearing any panties.

You climbed into his lap and stopped yourself just above his eager dick.

“Along with Meadow.”

You sank onto him and bucked into him hard. His hands went to grab your ass from behind your thighs. Your breasts hit his chin with every bounce until he lowered his mouth to latch onto your tit. Kai was an animal. He attacked your breasts with his lustful lips, biting and sucking and kissing every inch of your chest.

You grabbed his hair and exposed his throat to you, never ceasing your hungry, desperate pace. You let your hand encircle his neck; you could feel his throat swallowing underneath your palm.

“You’re going to kill her.” You demanded.

He could have easily tossed you off him, but he simply raised a curious eyebrow, letting you sit on his cock with a hand on his throat.

“Why?”

“I’m pregnant.”

His eyes immediately glossed over. He let out a huff of bewilderment, letting a smile dominate his face. “I’m going to be a daddy?” He whispered.

“I thought you were already my daddy?” You slid your hand to cup his sharp jaw and swiveled your hips, making him release a groan of arousal.

“That’s right, baby.” He pulled you down to kiss him, but you covered his mouth with your hand. You leaned in so that all he could see was your face and how serious you were.

“I’m giving birth to our messiah. You need to get the world ready for him.” Your brows furrowed, and your eyes hardened. “Starting with Meadow’s death.” You let out a fake sigh. “Kai, a pregnancy is very intimate. I can talk to the baby. I can feel him. He doesn’t want Meadow here anymore.”

“You can feel all that? He doesn’t want her alive anymore?” Kai was so gullible sometimes. He looked at you like you were made of gold.

“Yes,” you breathed, smiling down at him because he finally lost his sanity. You blinked away false tears. “Yes, Kai. He’s so proud of you. He can’t wait to meet you. He loves you so much and what you stand for, don’t you see?” You grinded down on his lap.

“Yes.” He brushed your hair out of your face with both hands, arching his pelvis up to meet your body. He was beautiful when he smiled. “Yes, I see.”

“You’ll kill Meadow for him?” You sped up your bounce, taking leverage of his shoulders. He pulled you in closer and helped you keep your speed.

“Yes.” He huffed into your ear, losing some of his rhythm – a clear sign he was going to cum. It didn’t matter that he wasn’t wearing a condom; it wasn’t as if you were worried about getting pregnant.

“Oh Daddy, we’re so happy.” You whispered in his ear. You felt his hips stutter and you shivered around him as you reached your own peak.

“I love you.” He kissed your throat as you breathed heavily against his hair.

“I love you too.” Came your automatic reply.

He pursed his lips and lifted his pinky. “Promise?”

You smiled. Everything was all going according to plan.

“Promise.”

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Kai x Reader Pt. 2 will be up Tomorrow

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Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Shy towards opposite sex. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves traveling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. High-spirited. If you repost this in the next 5 minutes, you will become close to someone you do not speak too much in the next 4 days.

JUNE BABY

You’ve got the best personality and are an absolute pleasure to be around. You love to make new friends and be outgoing. You are a great flirt and more than likely have an a very attractive partner. a wicked hottie. It is also more than likely that you have a massive record collection. You have a great choice in films, and may one day become a famous actor/actress yourself - heck, you’ve got the looks for it!!! IN the next 6 days you will meet someone that may possibly become one of your closest friends, if you repost this in 5 minutes.

JULY BABY

Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people’s feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. spazzy at times. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets. dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to recover. Repost this in the next 5 mins and your reputation will boost someway in the next 12 days

AUGUST BABY

Outgoing personality. takes risks. feeds on attention. No self-control. Kind hearted. Self-confident. Loud and boisterous. VERY revengeful. Easy to get along with and talk to. Has an “every thing’s peachy” attitude. Likes talking and singing. Loves music. Daydreamer. Easily distracted. Hates not being trusted. BIG imagination. Loves to be loved. Hates studying. in need of “that someone”. Longs for freedom. Rebellious when withheld or restricted. Lives by “no pain no gain” caring. Always a suspect. Playful. Mysterious. “charming” or “beautiful” to everyone. stubborn. curious. Independent. Strong willed. A fighter. Repost in 5 mins and you will meet the love of your life sometime next month.

SEPTEMBER BABY

Active and dynamic. Decisive and haste but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people’s problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Usually you have many friends. Enjoys to make love. Emotional. Stubborn. Hasty. Good memory. Moving, motivates oneself and others. Loves to travel and explore. Sometimes sexy in a way that only their lover can understand. If you do not repost this in the next 5 mins, someone very close to you will become mad at you in the next 8 days.

OCTOBER BABY

Loves to chat. Loves those who love them. Loves to takes things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn’t pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly. Brave and fearless. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care to control emotions. Unpredictable. Extremely smart, but definitely the hottest AND sexiest of them all. repost this in 5 mins or you will not meet the love of your life for 10 years.

NOVEMBER BABY

Trustworthy and loyal. Very passionate and dangerous. Wild at times. Knows how to have fun. Sexy and mysterious. Everyone is drawn towards your inner and outer beauty and independent personality. Playful, but secretive. Very emotional and temperamental sometimes. Meets new people easily and very social in a group. Fearless and independent. Can hold their own. Stands out in a crowd. Essentially very smart. Usually, the greatest men are born in this month. If you ever begin a relationship with someone from this month, hold on to them because their one of a kind. Repost in 5 mins & you will excel in a major event coming up sometime this month.

DECEMBER BABY

This straight-up means you are the most good-looking person possible… Better than all of these other months! Loyal and generous. Patriotic. Competitive in everything. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Easy to talk to, though hard to understand. Thinks far with vision, yet complicated to know. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having lots of ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Has that someone always on his/her mind. Talkative. Daydreamer.Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Abiding. Able to show character. One guy/girl kind of person. Loveable. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves music. Pretty/handsome. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Sensitive.

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AHS: Murder House.

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ha?

every single person who reblogs this

every

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Kai Anderson x Reader First Person

So I was kinda thinking about making it a full - on fic?

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DO YOU LOVE EVAN PETERS!?

now that i’ve grabbed your attention w my infomercial catchline …

reblog if your blog contains any of the following relating to evan, ahs, or any of evans characters (ahs, x-men, ect.)

fanfiction

updates

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do not reblog if:

you’re gonna spread negativity

you’re like 12 bc ya girl’s not tryna write smut for youngins thank u v much !

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Kai x Reader First Person Smut

Kai Anderson Smut

First Person

Authors Note: I don’t own Cult or any of it’s characters. Hope you enjoy this short story! Let me know what you think.

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“Who do you love the most?”

His eyes stared into mine and, not for the first time since meeting him, I felt terror shock a line up my spine.

“Is that your greatest fear?” He followed up.

I blinked twice, letting a tear glide down my face, smudging my eyeliner down my cheek. I took a deep breath.

“Yes.”

“I love you.” I choked out.

He chuckled.

“Liar.” He grabbed my throat roughly, shaking me rough, somewhat playfully. He slapped my cheek lightly. “You’re scared.” He observed.

I was breathing roughly, terrified.

My legs were trembling. He knew. His smile slowly stretched from ear to ear.

“P-please.” I whispered, not knowing what I was begging for.

“It’s okay, baby – I know what you need.”

I could feel my heart hammering in my chest. He knew.

Winter told him.

“This party is shit. A bunch of pigs just waiting until you get drunk enough to give them a chance. Wanna ditch?” She shook the bottle teasingly.

I didn’t know her. But then again, I didn’t really know anybody there. What was there to lose?

“Sure.”

“Truth or hit?”

“Truth.” She smiled and took a hit.

“What gets you off?” I blushed, and scanned my brain for an appropriate answer, so I wouldn’t be judged.

“When a guy whispers in my ear.” I settled with a tame turn-on.

She laughed. “Bullshit.”

“What?” I protested, letting a nervous cough of a laugh to escape my lips.

“Calling someone Daddy; Being told what to do; When Daddy gets rough with me. That’s what gets me off.”

She looked into my dark eyes to see if I was telling the truth. I was. She smiled and laughed it off. “I knew it was something like that.” I froze.

“You can tell?”

She shook her head quickly. “Not unless you look for it. Have you ever done something about it?”

“No. My ex didn’t want to.”

“Hey.”

She shook me out of my day dreaming. It felt like someone was pulling me down from a cloud. I felt weightless. I turned my head and found her eyes.

“Yes ma’am?”

Her eyebrows jerked upwards. She looked around the room and threw a pencil in my direction.

“Hand it to me that pencil.” Wordlessly, I took the pencil from in front of me and stuck out my hand to give it back to her.

“Here you are ma’am.”

“Holy shit.”

I stared at her.

The next day she told me about her brother.

The day after that, she took me to him.

I suspected he knew from the very start.

“Now sit on Daddy’s lap.” I let out a harsh breath and stared at his lap. He licked his lips and rubbed the outline of his cock with the palm of his left hand. I almost obeyed.

“Kai! I-,” My sentence was cut off when he stopped thrusting against me and held my throat, squeezing twice. He grabbed me hard enough to let me know I had done something to displease him.

He pushed my panties to the side and swirled his fingers inside of me, groaning in approval at how wet I was. My cheeks burned in embarrassment.

“D-Daddy, please.”

“Get on your knees.” He slipped his fingers out and brought them to his lips, tasting me before he released me. I obeyed without hesitation.

I nodded and looked into his eyes. He wanted to play first. My eyes widened in innocence. “I understand, Daddy.”

He let his blue hair fall to his shoulders and tied mine away from my face. “I have a way you can help daddy.”

“How?” I bit my lip and took a shy glance at his lap.

“Take your clothes off.” His lips twitched into a sinister smile.

“What?” I blinked up at him, innocently tilting my head to the side.

“Listen to daddy.” He warned. I slowly took off my dress. “And your underwear.”

I complied, eyes never leaving his. I was soon back between his legs. He took ahold of his member and aimed it in my direction. “Now suck it.”

“Come on – say it. Come on, baby girl. Who’s your daddy?” He said from behind his phone. I looked directly into the camera lens.

“You are. You’re my daddy.” I licked my lips.

“That’s right, baby, and what are you doing right now?” He chuckled fondly.

“I’m helping you relax, Daddy.” He groaned.

“On my lap.”

“What are you doing, Daddy?”

“Daddy needs a little more help relaxing.” He spread my legs wider. My eyes widened.

“I’m a –,”

“Virgin? Daddy knows. Don’t worry, Daddy’ll take care of you.” I inhaled sharply, my mind racing. What?

I gasped in shock when he slid his middle finger into my ass. I couldn’t speak. He moved his finger in and out, exploring my walls.

“So good. You’re doing perfect, bitch.” I jumped at his rough tone. His touch grew rougher. He added a third finger.

“Daddy, I can’t!” I choked out, tears prickling at the corners of my eyes.

I panted, letting small bursts of air to leave my parted lips as he continued his thrusts.

“I -I…” My back straightened. I wasn’t on birth control. He wasn’t wearing a condom. He caught my eye and let out a laugh.

“How else will you give birth to my heir.”

Feeling my body go lax, he eagerly placed both hands on my hips and moved my body in time with his thrusts, pleased with my decision to obey.

I could only let out a shaky moan as he shoved it halfway inside of me to keep his cum trapped in my womb.

“Good girl.” He kissed my head and tugged me to stand. “Our child will be destined for greatness.” I nodded.

“I love you.” I whispered.

He smiled that beautiful smile of his. I could see his dimples. Tears sprung to my eyes.

He held out his pinky.

I didn’t hesitate to intertwine mine with his.

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Kyle Spencer x Reader First Person

Kyle Spencer x Reader

First Person PoV

Author’s Note: I don’t own American Horror Story or it’s characters. Let me know what you think!

Warnings: Dom/Sub Undertones, Slight BDSM, mentioned Child Molestation (flashback), Submissive Kyle, Pre-Death Kyle, Post-Death Kyle, Witch! Reader, Explicit Rape (flashback of Madison’s rape), Character Deaths (Kppa Lambda Gamma Frat), Hurt & Comfort

Kyle Spencer was the love of my life. I knew that within the first five minutes of meeting him. We met at a house party. I was swaying along the wall, left to right, moving to the beat of the music echoing from the speakers. My eyes dilated, my mouth dry, and my body on fire, I gestured for him to come to me. I wasn’t sober the first time I met Kyle. He doesn’t hold it against me; Neither was he. Kyle walked towards me with a smile that grew with each step he took.

It was quickly wiped off his face when a gangly brunette, donned in a yellow striped polo, took his place in front of me. The other boy arrogantly leaned onto the wall beside me.

“Hey.” He tried to make his voice deeper, sexier. I noticed and raised an eyebrow. I caught Kyle’s eyes from behind the guy in front of me. He grinned at the wink I sent his way.

“Hey.” The other guy tried again, speaking with a little more force. My eyes tore away from Kyle’s brown to acknowledge the brunette’s blue ones.

“He-llo.” I broke up the lone syllable to show my annoyance at his tone.

“I’m Stone.” I finally took in his appearance. He wasn’t ugly, but I already had found someone else to keep me occupied. He stared at my lips.

“And I’m with him.” I nodded at Kyle. Stone stood straighter, whirling his head around, noticing Kyle behind him for the first time. He let out a quick “oh” before disappearing through the sea of people dancing in the center of the room.

“You’re with me, huh?” Kyle stepped confidently towards me, running a hand through his curly, blonde hair. His eyes mirrored him in with amusement. I moved away from the wall, closer to him.

“That’s what I said.” I looked him up and down. He took another step forward; instantly, my hand moved to rest against his chest. I wasn’t stopping him – I was inviting him.

“They call me Kyle.” He smiled down at me, shrugging playfully, proud of his little joke.

“They?” I challenged.

“People who aren’t you.” He answered immediately, grinning in pleasure when I nodded at him. That was the right answer. Kyle’s eyes drifted to gaze appreciatively at my plump, read mouth. He shyly ran his tongue over his own.

“Oh? And what do I get to call you?” I stood up straighter, lips inches away from his.

“Whatever you want.” He answered, confident in his response. Smart and handsome. I shouldn’t be surprised - He did get a scholarship.

“Good boy.” I whispered against his mouth. He inhaled sharply before giving into me.

As soon as our lips touched, flashes of memories, thoughts not my own, invaded my mind. Kyle…

“Mommy loves you baby. Mommy loves you so much.” A woman stood beside the tub, whispering soothingly, desperately roaming her hands over his chest. Those words bounced off the bathroom walls, echoing soft and loud.

“I’m so sorry.” She whispered to herself, to him, to God, before diving her hand beneath the bubbled surface of water.

With a gasp, I stumbled backwards in disgust, horror, and rage. His eyes were still closed. I felt his heart beat like a hummingbird beneath my palm. I closed my eyes, and opened my mind to hear what his heart wanted me to know.

Knowledge is power, and I knew everything about everyone I’ve ever touched. I had worked hard on controlling my gift with Cordelia. It was the first time in months I’ve had an involuntary reading.

His eyes snapped open. He opened his mouth - only to be cut off when we heard a muted yell come from upstairs.

“Madison!” I was running after the noise before he could say anything. Kyle was two steps behind me. Grunts and moans grew louder as I approached the door at the end of the hallway. I pushed the door open before my hand could touch the wood.

They were laughing at her from all angles. One was holding a camera to her face; another was thrusting into her and covering her mouth with his hand; the rest were barking comments of lewd appreciation.

I threw myself at the one closest to the door, pushing him to fall on two other boys. I heard Kyle curse in shock and rage, following my lead and yanking them away from her. I grabbed a purple robe that had been thrown on the floor.

“Hey!” My attention shifted towards the door, seeing Kyle chase down the pig with the camera.

I took her shaking form downstairs and out into the street where my car was parked. I could see Kyle push another boy into the bus. More boys followed. The driver was kicked off. The bus jerked forward, rolling down the street.

I turned my head towards Madison. It was too late. She shot her arm forward and sharply to the left. The bus flipped once…twice…three times before violently crashing against the road. I screamed.

I knew I loved Kyle within the first five minutes of meeting him.

I knew it when I saw his heart. I knew it when it when I watched him die.

Sometimes he screams. Right after he wakes up.

Like tonight.

His scarred body trembles beside me. He sits up and holds his head in his hands, breathing deeply.

I lay my hand on his shoulder blade and trail my fingers in a wide circle, giving him something to focus on while he tries to catch his breath.

He grunts in relief. He still scared I won’t be there when he wakes up. He lets out a string of broken syllables. He’s trying to say my name. We’re still learning how to talk. He’s making progress, though he gets frustrated easily.

“Shhh, baby. I’m right here.” He whimpers in response. He needs more tonight. I move backwards to lean against the headboard.

“Lay your head on my lap.” Kyle’s always been smart. He knows this command. “Good boy.”

I run my hands through his hair. “You’re so good, baby.” His breath catches. “I love you so much. You’re everything I’ve ever wanted.” He closes his eyes at the soft tone of my voice. Kyle lets out one long sigh and I feel his body finally relax. He looks up at me, eyes bright in the dark.

“G-Good?” He chokes out.

“Perfect.” I lean forward to kiss his temple. He closes his eyes in contentment, grinning in relief.

My mind wanders; I lose myself, mumbling praises and massaging his scalp.

I snuck out of the house in the middle of the night the third day after his death. He didn’t deserve to die and I wouldn’t let him stay dead.

I pierced his flesh, stitching limbs together in a panic. I drew a circle of salt around his new body and inhaled the smoke from the bowl I prepared. Screaming, I sliced my palm and drew on his chest, changing frantically. When nothing happened, I kissed him.

It all happened so fast after that. Next thing I knew, the guard was dead and I had snuck him inside the house.

No one has dared to try to take him from me since.

“Love y-you.” Kyle snuggled further into my embrace. His brown eyes, one of the few things that hasn’t changed about him, gazed up to meet mine.

“I love you too, sweet boy.” I cupped his cheek. “Sleep, now.”

He let himself drift off after that, safe and secure in my arms, knowing I knew him entirely and still chose to love him. He slept peacefully now.

I didn’t.

The coven was under attack.

I thought I knew everything. As I stared out the window, fearfully and protectively squeezing Kyle’s muscular and lean frame closer to me, I realized the opposite was true.

For the first time in my life, I knew nothing but that’d the sun would rise in the East come tomorrow morning.

And I’d be ready to take on the day’s troubles.

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