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miaowitch · 2 months
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What Makes a Date? (18+)
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Sam (SDV) / Fem! Farmer OC
cw ⋆。‧˚♡ swearing, smut, porn with plot, grinding over clothes, blowjobs, cumming without warning, sam pov, sams a loser?, canon/oc
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Sam has two tickets to his favorite band, but none of his friends want to come with him. What does he do instead? Ask the farmer on a totally platonic outing, just as friends with no underlying feelings! Everything should go according to plan, especially the part where he ends up in her house! Right?
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Sam found himself in an odd situation. Two tickets to a concert in Zuzu City, two busy friends, and one available farmer. He’d been talking with Bella for a few months. Every time she came around he couldn’t help feeling like his heart would burst from his chest alien-style, but all in all he tried his hardest to be normal around her. Even if he’d written hundreds of scrapped melodies about her, even if he dreamt of her constantly, even if he wanted her laugh as his alarm clock. Samuel Neilson was a normal 20-year-old who could have hot friends. 
He’d been a fan of the band JamPot since middle school, and he figured Sebastian and Abigail would’ve died hearing about the tickets. They were all massive fans in fact, they’d discovered them together on YouTube in fact. Sure, he could only take one, but Sebastian rarely left his house anyway. Abigail was his backup plan for concerts most times, he just liked extending the offer to Seb. Abigail would never turn down the option to go to a concert without paying. 
He decided to ask them both on their weekly pool night, Sebastian was riding on his first win of the night and Abigail was lounging on the couch closest to the table. Sam thumbed the tickets in his pocket before working up the courage to ask, “Hey uh-” He started, pulling out the envelope. “Either of you wanna go with me to see JamPot on Saturday?” Sam’s hopeful tone was instantly crushed by their simultaneous rejection. “Sorry, Sammy. I’ve got plans on Saturday.” Abigail finally looked up from her phone to look at his defeated expression. “Yeah, I’ve gotta catch up on work. It wouldn’t be smart to..” Sebastian had just finished setting up the next game, but Sam couldn’t care less. “Whaat?” Sam whined out, leaning on the pool stick now. “I spent 50 on the other ticket, just hoping one of you’d tag along!” 
Sebastian, as if he was unbothered by his friend's distress, just rolled his eyes in response. “Just ask Bella.” Beginning the match by hitting the cue ball, managing to hit a solid color into a corner pocket. Sam stood dumbfounded. He didn’t want to go alone, but he also didn’t know if Bella would even agree to the…date? Would it be a date? He pondered for a minute before Sebastian cleared his throat in frustration. “You’re stripes, now play the fucking game, dude.”
The rest of the night, Sam was in a sort of daze, wondering if he was even close enough to the farmer to ask her to a concert. What if she rejected him, thinking it was a date? What if he wanted it to be a date? After his…circumstances with Penny, he wasn’t sure if he should even try to make a move. Walking out of the pub at 11, he was still thinking about Sebastian’s suggestion. Abigail waved goodbye, the one sober member of the group. Sam was slumped on Sebastian’s shoulder, the two held each other up with drunk motivation. “Can I..” Sam sighed, tossing his head back. “Just take me to your basement, Sebby.” He didn’t plan on drinking so much, but he knew his mom would kill him if he walked in wasted. “Whatev’r…” Sebastian slurred back, as he lead Sam around the corner to the mountain path. 
Sam didn’t quite remember how he’d gotten to Sebastian’s house. He woke up with a twinging headache, sprawled on the rug next to Sebastian’s bed. An old throw blanket was tossed over top of his body, but no pillow. His mouth was dry, lips cracked slightly as he pried them apart. “Seb…” He groaned, his voice was dangerously hoarse. Clearing it, he called once more as he sat up. “Seb. Get up.” Sam reached up to push at Sebastian’s sleeping back, but only received an angry groan in return. Being friends with Sebastian for so long, he understood that groan as a rejection to waking up.
Sam decided to just leave on his own, his mother was probably concerned about the fact that he hadn’t even come home. The alarm clock on Sebastian’s bedside read off [11:00 am]. He sighed, searching for his shirt that had been thrown off in the night. Picking himself up from the floor, he grabbed his phone, found his shirt, and slipped on his laceless shoes. Hobbling up the stairs was the hardest part, with stiff joints it was hard to even walk a straight line.
“Hello, Sam!” Robin announced to the house as Sam emerged from the basement. He winced at her volume, but still put on a smile. “Hey, Robin, sorry I crashed last night.” Sam adjusted the faded band shirt, hoping she couldn’t tell he’d been half naked two seconds prior. “Seb’s still asleep downstairs, I don’t know if he’s getting up any time soon.” He rubbed the back of his neck, anxious that Robin could still smell the alcohol. She didn’t seem to catch on, laughing softly. “Oh, Sam, you don’t have to apologize for staying over.” She sat back in the chair behind the front counter. “You two always stay up so late at night, at least you’re having fun.” 
Sam said his goodbyes, walking out the front door and closing it silently for the sake of his aching head. He took a deep breath, feeling around in his pocket for his phone to text his mom that he was headed home. Instead, Sam found the tickets that cursed him. “Fuck.” He muttered to himself, but apparently not quiet enough. Bella was rounding the corner at that very moment. 
“Fuck what?” She appeared with a sly, teasing smile. Sam felt his throat tighten up. “Me?” He replied with a violent voice crack. Sam couldn't help feeling like an ass when Bella was around. Something about her jet black hair, piercing blue eyes, and….assets? He didn't want to disrespect her, she was a nice friend. Why would he talk about her like that? He respected her too much. 
Bella laughed, harmoniously (to Sam). While covering her smile, which killed Sam, she dropped it after her giggles. A happy sigh escaped her, straightening up to really get a good look at him. “You look rough.” Bella spoke with almost a hinge of concern, looking him up and down. Sam had been so caught up in overthinking, he forgot completely about why he had been overthinking. “Rough? Yeah, I guess I feel the same too.” His hand nervously rubbed at his neck, Sam had a habit of doing it. “A-Actually I had a question for you!” Bella cocked her head, Sam felt his stomach toss. 
Bella was a girl who loved music. It was her and Sam’s first conversation. Wearing an old TilledSoil shirt, a band Sam had seen upwards of 10 times. After their hour of conversation on their favorite bands, Sam deemed Bella to be cool. He knew she would agree to going to a free concert with him, but was he even confident enough to ask her out? “What’s up?” Bella asked, now actually concerned for Sam. He’d been clutching the tickets for the entire time. The ticket envelope crumpled in his grip. “Do you wanna go to a concert with me- If you’re not busy or- or anything.” He felt like a total ass. 
There was no reason for her to actually reject him, but every bone in his body was cringing out. Standing in front of his best friend’s house, asking someone to go on a maybe-date. If Sebastian had been awake, he’d be instantly cooked. “What band?” Bella spoke up to break the internal panic that fogged his brain. That and the hangover headache. “JamPot!” Sam blurted out, making his headache come back with a vengeance. “They’re just…some dumb pop punk band from overseas.. I just have another ticket!” Yet she was already smiling, “JamPot? I don’t think I’ve listened to them since middle school!” Pulling out her phone, she looked back up at him. “When’s the show?”
Sam seemingly forgot every single detail about the show in that very minute. After frantically opening the envelope to look at the tickets, he looked back up. “Tomorrow, doors at 7?” Bella then started looking through her phone for a moment. “I’ll drive too! All you gotta do is tag along!” Sam wasn’t trying to beg, but god, he just didn’t want to waste the money. She looked back up with a smile, “Deal, I’m free to go tomorrow.” Stammering to himself for a moment, Sam finally got out a sentence. “Cool! I’ll pick you up at 6?” Bella agreed, and Sam floated back into town on a high.
Sure, his mom was pissed, and he was slightly late to work. Sam just couldn’t care. He was just really excited to hang out with his friend Bella. There wasn’t anything else lingering there, no matter how many times Sebastian and Abigail brought it up. This was just two really good friends going to hang out at a concert. Getting close, and sweaty…and doing normal friend things. Sam wasn’t going to ruin anything. Surely. 
Sebastian and Abigail heard the ‘news’ from him over a text, both were convinced it was going to end in Sam’s demise. Abigail bet on Bella thinking it was a date, but Sam shut her down immediately. There’s no way Bella would think it was a date. Even as he put a little bit of extra time into getting ready the next day, he was positive that Bella was on the same page as him. After assuring himself that his hair was perfectly quaffed, he headed out to pick up Bella. 
His car was just a hand-me-down from Jodie, her old car from before they’d gotten a family van. Sam wasted a few minutes throwing trash from the passenger to the backseat. Scrambling just to make it to the farm at six. Pelican Town wasn’t the most drivable, but it was still nice to have a car for longer trips. He just hoped it was comfortable enough for Bella. Not that it was a big deal, of course, she was just like every other friend. He just wanted her to enjoy her first ride in his car.
Sam arrived at the farm at 5:52, pulling into the gravel driveway just after he was done freaking out about being late. He fixed his hair in the rearview mirror, fussing over nothing at all. Waiting for just another minute, he was too impatient and honked at the horn once. He didn’t have her number, but he also wasn’t sure if he could just walk up to the front door. What if she thought he was rushing her? At the moment Sam honked– Bella opened her front door. A black cat ran from the house, and Bella locked up the front door. Sam was leaning on the steering wheel, watching her. When she looked at him with a smile, he instantly straightened up. His palms were grossly sweaty, and suddenly he felt underdressed. 
Bella walked to the passenger side of the car. Sam for a moment felt compelled to brush off the seat before she sat down, but still held himself back. Sharing greetings, Sam took a moment to really look at her. Trying to get his breath back, he smiled. “Ready for the show?” Sam managed to get out, gripping the wheel with white knuckles. Bella could probably wear a burlap sack and look good, but her black skinny jeans and cropped tee suited her perfectly. Bella smiled back, buckling in. “You know it.” 
It was hard to pay attention to the road with her in the passenger seat. Bella wasn’t distracting in a bad way, but Sam couldn’t help wondering what the feeling in his gut was. He just didn’t want to mess anything up. The drive wasn’t boring by any means, Bella and Sam talked the whole way there. Bella mentioned listening to JamPot’s new album, and Sam had to hold himself back from gushing about each detail in the chord progressions. But– It wasn’t long until he did start gushing about it. It was really difficult for Sam to not spill every thought around her. Normally, people would just grin and bare it while Sam rambled about music, but Bella listened to him. She seemed like she really was interested, a rare find. The drive and the time spent waiting in line was mostly just the pair talking about shared interests. Finding out she also preferred Hawaiian Pizza was a game changer for him. 
The venue was old. It’d been there since the early 70s, but was still kept up with. High ceilings, low concrete floors and bars located on both sides. It was already halfway packed in, the merch tables weren’t busy either. Small fairy lights decorated the trim of the brick walls, highlighting the merch tables easily. 
When they were actually in the venue, Bella split off to find the merch table while Sam grabbed a spot on the floor. “I’ll see you in a few.” She smiled, softly placing a hand on his upper arm before walking off. Before Sam melted to the sticky concrete, he had to text his friends. Sending a frantic text to Sebastian, Sam felt his head swimming. [ “Is this a date?” ] He typed the words with nervous, shaking thumbs. Sam was wrong, kicking himself in the ass. What if he was in the process of destroying any chance with Bella? What if he did like her more than he was allowing himself? 
[ “Yes.”  ] Sebastian responded, Sam mentally crumbled.
This was the issue with Sam. He didn’t read the room properly, didn’t understand most situations. It’s what ruined a lot of past relationships for him. Bella didn’t seem like she was hating their conversations, but girls were just so confusing to him. During his overthinking, Bella returned. A new beanie on her head, and a CD in her hand. The new JamPot album. “I got this for you, I wasn’t sure if you had it already.” Holding it out to him, Bella had no clue what had been occurring in Sam’s head. “What?! I’ll pay you back, Bella, I swear.” All fear dropped from his mind, her presence was enough for him to stop overthinking. She shook her head, “It’s for the ticket, don’t worry about it.” Bella’s hand touched his arm again. Soothing his anxiety, but slightly raising his blood pressure. 
After each of the two openers, Bella and Sam kept getting closer and closer. The crowd crushed together in excitement, filling the air with the heat of upwards of 200 people. “Are you okay?” Sam spoke up, bending to Bella’s ear just so she could hear him. She responded with a thumbs up, but still moved closer to Sam. Somehow they’d pressed forward to the barricade, in the middle-left. The headliner hadn’t come on yet, but Sam was preparing. His hands were holding the barricade, with Bella standing between them. He knew she’d be fine on her own in the crowd, but he wanted to keep her safe. The crowd had been rough all night, the openers being much heavier than JamPot, but Sam didn’t want her getting crushed against anyone else. 
Music played across the loudspeakers to fill the silence for the crowd during the stage set. The energy throughout the show had made him less high-strung, less worried on the topic of their night. “You’re having fun, right?” Sam asked, again at a higher volume, just so she could hear him. Bella nodded, leaning against the barricade and looking up at him. “Thanks for bringing me, Sam!” She hadn’t been able to stop smiling that night. 
It was honestly rare that Sam had seen her leave the farm. She and Abigail hung out by the mines occasionally, and he’d see her on walks by the water. Sam just rarely saw her doing anything out of Pelican Town in the few months they’d known each other. He liked taking her out, taking her places with him. “N-No problem.” Feeling that same tossing in his stomach, for some reason his face felt hotter. Maybe it was just the room? 
If Sam thought the first half of the show was close quarters, he wasn’t ready for the second half. Pressing up tightly to Bella’s back as she jumped around was the hardest thing Sam had to endure. On one hand, Bella was safe and comfortable at the barricade, while Sam had to get knocked into continuously. On the other, every single movement against Sam’s dick was like the purest form of torture. It’s not like she was grinding into him, but every once in a while they’d make contact when Bella would start jumping around. Gritting his teeth through it, Sam stood strong. Even if he ached, feeling the slightest brush of her hair against him. Her perfume with hints of clove, brushing by him, was his own heaven. The only thing Sam could circle back to at that moment was the original question.
Was it a date? Sam really tried to focus on the band, but how could he? He’d tune in for a song, then get lost in thought, staring at the back of Bella’s head. The end of the show came quicker than he’d been paying attention. The encore was really just one song, then the whole night was over. Sam felt like an ass, once again, for letting his mind wander all night. Walking out of the venue, Sam stayed close behind Bella. He felt like he’d been a weird freak all night, he just watched her. Bella didn’t notice anything, she’d been talking about how great the show was all the way to the car. Sam bantered back, acting as if he had really watched the concert.
After finally making it to the car, everything sort of shifted. Bella felt a little shyer now that they were fully alone. “Um– Sam?” She asked, as Sam put his keys in to start the car. “Yeah, Bella?” He looked over to her, the radio in the car started playing some obnoxious radio song. The CD hadn’t been automatically reading, so he reached up to press the button. “Well, I just wanted to thank you for taking me on this date. I really had a lot of fun with you tonight.” 
Sam froze in place.
Date? It was a Date?
The annoying pop track played its repetitive tune. Sam was staring at Bella with a dumb look on his face. “It was a–?” He managed to catch himself before saying his first thought, “Right– Well, I just thought..” His extended hand toward the stereo retracted, holding the back of his neck to feel at any beads of sweat. “I just thought it was about time, y’know?” A goofy grin cracked on his face, feeling suddenly free of his worries. “Me too..” Bella had been messing with a strand of hair framing her face. “I really appreciate it, Sam. We should really do this again, okay?” She smiled again, softly. The fluorescent lights in the garage gave her an outer glow, a soft halo on her black hair. Sam had to look away before he forgot the route home. 
Still, a sort of tension lingered in the car. They talked like normal, joking about the show. They talked about typical things from the daily special at the saloon, to weather during the week. Sam considered for a moment that he was just being dense, not understanding the palpable pauses between each topic. Bella adjusted in her seat every few minutes, Sam could’ve sworn he caught her looking his way every few minutes. His energy was high from the concert’s atmosphere, so maybe his mind was just working overtime. 
Eventually, though, they made it to Bella’s home. Pulling in the same gravel driveway as a few hours prior. Sitting in silence for a moment, neither truly wanted the night to be over with. Bella finally offered though, “Sam, I think I might have a pizza in the house. If you’re hungry or something..” Bella played with the fabric of her beanie, now clutched in her lap. Her hair was slightly messed up from hat hair, but to Sam, she hardly looked imperfect. 
“Yeah, uh.. I don’t see why not.” Sam turned off the car a little too enthusiastically. Mentally high-fiving himself for making it this far. Considering how the situation started, he didn’t even think he’d be in a car with Bella. Let alone be on a date with Bella. It was only midnight, his mom knew he’d be back late, so Sam didn’t have any reason to say no. 
“Sorry if it’s a little messy, I don’t normally have people over..” She apologized, unlocking the door with a set of keys attached to a decorated keychain. Sam figured it would probably be cleaner than his room, and he was right in assumption. Bella was exaggerating. Only a couple of cups laid on the coffee table, a few sweatshirts and jackets were draped on one of the dining room tables, and burnt out candles littered the main living room. “It’s not messy, don’t worry.” Sam made sure to close the door behind him, only slightly jumping when a black cat ran through the house and towards the bedroom. 
Sam quickly followed Bella into the kitchen, where she was staring at the box of frozen pizza branded with JojaMart logos. “Have you had this before?” She asked with a pensive tone, looking over her shoulder and back at Sam standing in the doorway. He felt a knot in his throat. “Please, I think I’ve had every frozen pizza in the Joja aisles.” Sam tried to push past it, leaning on the dining table to keep himself from collapsing. 
“It says it’ll take 30 minutes, can you wait that long?” Bella set the box on the counter and turned to him. It was one of those fancier brands with a rising crust. “I could make us some sandwiches if you’re too tired, I know I’m already keeping you out pretty late..” Her lips pursed in thought, but Sam scrambled. “I-I can wait!” Bella began opening the box, and setting the frozen disk pizza onto the tin tray. Watching her preheat the oven, Sam felt his heart race. Two peers, in a house…alone. Sam hadn’t thought this far ahead. 
Sure, he’d kept a condom in his wallet, but that didn’t mean he just expected to get laid. He wasn’t that cocky. He understood that they were just two friends, fresh off an unexpected date. Two very available people that liked each other a considerable amount. Sam just knew the kind of guy that he was. He wasn’t the type to hold off if he wanted something. And god, did he want Bella. 
She turned around now, unaware of the horrible thoughts in Sam’s brain. He wondered if he should just go home. “Well, we’ve got a 30-minute wait… anything you wanna do while we wait?” Bella took a few steps closer, setting the flannel she was wearing on the kitchen table behind Sam. “You.” He felt tempted to say his desires out loud, but held himself firm. “Oh, I could just watch TV if you want.” He was lying, but it was late. Sam doubted that she was that into him. 
Following Bella into her living room, he took a spot on one end of her blue, velvet couch. Bella placed herself on the other side after getting the remote to her tiny television set. She sat forward, stiff as she tapped through channels, just trying to find something to fill their silence. The tension between the two was thick, Sam just tried to relax. Leaning back in his seat and getting comfortable. It was almost 11 at night, there was nothing to be worried about. As if the notorious early bird farmer Bella would stay up much later than 12. 
A couple of minutes passed, but Bella didn’t seem to relax. Sam kept stealing glances, but each time she would lock eyes with him. Her panic hidden as she looked back to the boring music documentary they landed on. “Are you comfortable?” Sam finally offered, figuring that it was an innocent question. Bella finally looked at him, “Um… Well…” She shifted in her seat, “I guess not, I just can’t rest after concerts..” Bella seemed almost embarrassed, “I just have such a hard time laying down..” 
Sam opened an arm at the instant. “C’mere then, I’ll show you how to relax, Bella.” He didn’t have bad intentions at all. Sebastian was the same way, you had to force him down to get any sleep after going through concert adrenaline. Sam had no problem getting cozy, he just wanted to help her out. 
He was more than surprised when she actually agreed to it, Bella gladly crawled over to lay on his chest. Sam positioned himself to lay along the couch, one hand behind his head to pad the hard arm of the couch. Bella just draped herself on the inside of the couch, pressed onto him, but hardly comfortable. She still felt like she wasn't quite comfortable, so Sam let a hand creep down and rub the space between her shoulders. A sigh released, and Bella let her guard down.
Sam’s hand continued to rub circles around her back, and Bella’s sighs became more frequent. Every shift she’d make against his thigh, every shudder as his hand shifted to her mid-back. He wasn’t sure what he was doing to make her react that way, but he’d always been told he had magic hands when it came to massages. “Are you still comfortable?” He asked again, not sure why he was whispering. Bella could hardly be heard as she softly moaned at his touch. Sam felt himself going insane as their eyes met. Her lashes fluttered, his heart could’ve given out at any time. 
It only took a second for Sam to realize what was actually going on. Bella moved up, now straddling him to the couch. A mere centimeter away from his lips as she felt her own hesitation. “Bella? C-Can we…” Sam started, but Bella cut him off. Their lips met with sparks under Sam’s skin. His hands drifted to her waist, rubbing slow circles with his thumb as their tongues mingled. One of Bella’s hands moved to his hair, lacing together with gelled, blonde strands. Even lightly brushed against his hair almost made him burst, but whatever Bella was doing to him made him weaker to the touch. 
Their kiss broke with Sam panting, holding on tighter with one hand on Bella’s waist. Basically guiding her to grind against the center of his crotch. “Ohhh… Oh god, Bella…” Sam couldn’t help begging for her, what else was he supposed to do with a beautiful woman on his dick? Her hips gyrated, moving forwards and back to tease at his quickly hardening cock. 
It’d been too long for Sam. He didn’t fool around as much as he had before Bella came to town, but she was enough to dedicate his life to a monogamous relationship. “Y-You’re so fucking good, holy shit…” He gasped as her hands trailed up his chest. Holding herself firm as she now stopped and held herself up. Moving down, she positioned herself between his legs. Sam propped himself up, sweaty and confused. Watching Bella lay on her stomach with a determined look in her eyes, she understood her intentions as she unbuckled his checkered belt. Her soft hands pulled down blue checkered boxers, taking in everything slowly. 
Sam’s ears were burning hot, he threw his head back to avoid her seeing his embarrassment. Bella, on the other hand, slid her hand around his cock with love. Licking her lips with anticipation as she took it all in. Gently kissing the blushing head of his cock, leaking precum and begging for more. Sam writhed under her, missing her lips after every sweet peck down the shaft. He begged, desperate for something that wasn’t a teasing kiss. Bella listened, smiling devilishly as she swept her long black hair behind her. 
Bella’s hands firmly stayed on Sam’s hips, making sure he wasn’t bucking too hard. Her mouth wrapped around him warmly, lowering slowly to halfway, then bobbing back up. “S-Shit..” Sam cursed, biting his lip to stop from exclusively swearing. His right hand gripped at the back of the couch, while his left hand trailed to Bella’s head. Softly petting as she moved with intention. Her big eyes looking up as if she wasn’t melting him with each move she made. 
“B-Bella slow down, Please-” She bobbed faster, and stopped teasing him. His hand now gripped in her hair, inky black strands lacing between his fingers. “Fuck- Fuck, you’re so good to me, Wh-” Sam’s rambling was cut short by his body near folding from her mouth hitting the base of his cock. Sam wasn’t monstrously lengthy, but he was still slightly longer than average. Aside from the fact that he wasn’t getting very many blowjobs, he’d just assumed deepthroating didn’t exist. Tortuously, she moved her mouth up, with her tongue pressed to the bottom of his shaft. Sam couldn’t keep his mouth closed. A mixture of her name, whimpering, and swears poured out as she worked her head up and down. His head pounded, a whooshing in his ears grew louder.
Without warning her, Sam crumpled under her. Cumming into her mouth, now holding onto her head gently to keep her still. Bella moaned, the vibrations only making him moan out louder as he bottomed out. She pulled herself off as his hands fell, a quiet ‘pop’ broke the humming in his head. As she got up and left towards the kitchen. He’d realized the timer started going off when Sam heard the creaking of her oven door. “Bella?” Sam called out, almost missing her after she left the room. A second later, Bella’s head peeked around the wall of the kitchen. “Do you still want pizza?” She acted like she hadn’t just been on his cock, like she still couldn’t taste him in her throat. 
“No, I think I want something else.” He propped himself up, smiling back at her. 
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actuallysaiyan · 8 months
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Kinktober Day 8: Lingerie(Perverse punishment...)
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warnings/kinks: lingerie, handjobs, kissing, succubus, occult, use of spirit/ouija board, threesome word count: 0.6k pairings: SDV!Sebastian x Fem!Succubus!Reader x SDV!Sam teaser: “What a cutie you are,” she whispers in his ear before nibbling on his neck. taglist: @beneathstarryskies @loki-love @witchofcustom @dreadsuitsamus @pyrofanatic @butterflieskeepcominback
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“Are you sure this is going to work?” Sam asks, his eyes wide. He’s never done anything remotely like this, but to say that he’s not excited would be a fib.
Seb smirks at him, “It should. Abby said this is how you do it.”
In front of them on the ground is the makeshift spirit board that Abigail has leant them, along with a very cute yet sultry lingerie set they’ve laid out as an offering. They are both hoping that a succubus will appear and rock their world. Not only to rock their world but also so they can live out their wildest fantasies.
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Sam and Sebastian watch with bated breath for a few minutes, their cocks throbbing at the idea of having a  succubus come here and wear that sexy little number they picked out. It’s cute, lacy and pink and purple. There are a few bows scattered around the bodice. And one bow on the panties at the top. It’s adorable but also so sexy.
Sam is the first to voice his skepticism and annoyance. He had a feeling it wasn’t going to work but he had been so excited to see if it would actually work.
“Awh man,” he groans, “It’s not working.” His hand comes down to squeeze his cock for some much needed relief.
“Just give it a minute…” Sebastian says, a little annoyed.
He grabs the spellbook, checking to see the errors they might have made. Suddenly, the room fills with purple and pink smoke and there is an unmistakable scent of geranium perfume in the air
A pink skinned succubus sits in the middle of the room, the sultry and cute lingerie adorning her body so perfectly. She giggles softly and bats her eyelashes.
“Hi boys,” she says, her voice soft and bubbly. “Did you summon me here?”
Sam and Sebastian are dumbfounded. They aren’t even really sure how to reply. Part of them truly believed they’d just resort to jerking off to porn together once more because Abigail had set them up. But now that the succubus was here, and dressed in the sexy lingerie, they were more than excited to get this party started.
Sam is the first to approach her and he begins to caress her. Immediately, he’s hit with these intense pheromones and his cock twitches in his pants. She reaches down for it, palming him through his pants.
“What a cutie you are,” she whispers in his ear before nibbling on his neck.
Seb can’t believe his eyes. His best friend is about to get jerked off by the sexiest creature they’ve ever seen. Sebastian moves closer, his eyes locked on the scene before him.
“Come here, sweetie,” the sweet voice beckons him. Sebastian watches as the succubus already has Sam halfway undressed and is playing with his leaking cock.
The black haired man crawls over, desperate for a little action too. He makes a move, snapping the strap on the succubus’ body. It’s a cute little lingerie set, and he remembers him and Sam both agreeing on it together. The succubus laughs at the tingling sensation of the strap being snapped.
“Oh you’re a feisty one!” She comments and Sebastian blushes.
Sam’s in heaven right now, his cock being jerked off in exactly the way he’s always loved it. He thinks that not even himself could do a good job.He’s bucking his hips, moaning like a little whore as the succubus jerks him off.
“That’s a good boy,” She purrs, then her attention is back to Sebastian. Within seconds, his cock is out of his pants as well.
One touch of her soft hand on his cock sends him reeling. He’s moaning pathetically right along with Sam. Both of them can’t keep their eyes off the pretty pink skinned succubus. Especially not with that sexy little number fitting her like a glove…
Who would have thought that this would be the way they’d spend their Friday night?
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tidall · 11 days
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asking your stardew s/o for a ride home from work
you’re tired after work and need a ride, so you shoot your partner a text
characters: sebastian, sam, & harvey
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unactive-shroom · 2 months
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Ignoring the twenty-something asks in my inbox right now, but would anyone be interested in a sort of interactive stardew valley fanfiction?
So basically, there would be choices you have to make on what to do, or say, and it will lead you to a certain story line. Each choice would lead you to another post (via link) and the story line would differ based on this. Obviously, i wouldnt be able to all the bachelors & bachelorettes, so i was thinking maybe 3 or 4 bachelors for now, and then the same amount of bachelorettes after i get into the swing of things.
If you are, please vote for which bachelors you want below (I'll pick the 3 or 4 most popular ones :) )
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Hi hi hi! I only got Stardew a few weeks ago, and I absolutely LOVE Sam! A couple times while giving him gifts (lol "Hey I know you *just* got off work but look at this cool blue rock I found!"), I noticed him saying how much he hates working at JojaMart.
So what if the farmer offered him some cash to help on the farm instead? Yk, helping out with small things like watering plants or placing scarecrows and getting a cut from produce sold to get away from the corporate hellhole for a while?
Cue the two spending a lot more time together, and fluffy gardening romance. (Lol I think it sounds cute as hell ¯\_(ツ)_/¯)
No worries if you don't feel like it, thanks!
Sam Working for the Farmer Headcanons
How could I not feel like doing this? I used to think about the same scenario lol. I really wish he'd (and maybe Shane) be able to work on the farm once you get close enough to them. It would make a good mod, too. Anyways, I hope you like it!
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You offer the job to him right then and there in the Joja Mart. Partly because fuck Morris, and partly because you just can't stand seeing him suffer in that place. He laughs it off a bit at first, because surely you wouldn't ask him that here, right? Then he catches on and is, truthfully, a little taken aback. He didn't think anyone would ever want to offer him a job like that. If anything, he assumed his complaining would drive you away from offering him a place on the property.
Afterwards, he walks right up to Morris and quits. He sort of thought it was a full-time thing (or part-time, considering you already have so much automatic stuff) and didn't bother to think through the consequences of quitting like that. Shane is right there when it happens and if you're close enough with him has this utter look of betrayal.
Of course, before offering him the job for real, he needs to tell his family. Jodi is, well, less than pleased. She was just happy Sam finally had a secure job and pay. But she gets over it fairly quickly. She trusts you to know that you're not a corporate sellout like Morris or Pierre. Kent is a little more indifferent. He's only been back for so long and honestly has bigger problems on his mind. He's more so disappointed his son would give up a job without thinking it through.
You guys start work the next day. He comes up in his usual attire (a little unaware of how badly he's going to ruin it) and you guys get to it.
First up is the simple stuff. Watering crops, feeding animals, making scarecrows, and picking fruits. All the little things you don't have time for in-between mending fences and doing tasks for the townies. He's understandably very good at it. They aren't hard tasks. He particularly loves feeding the ducks. He tried to pat one and got his finger bitten.
You two get into water fights with the watering cans. It started with him accidentally spilling some on your shoes and you retaliating by pouring some on his head. You both ended up soaked in the end and had to call it a day early, but it was fun.
The second day consists of some longer tasks. It's mostly cleaning the house, removing animal poop, and getting rid of any annoying grass patches. You also give him a few tips with foraging. During his break he goes out to Cindersap forest and picks out a few leeks to show you. As reward for cleaning the house, he gets free range to five items in your fridge.
The third day is like a test day. It's him showing off everything he's learned. In reality, it's to give him a break from having to learn all these new things. He's rather proud of his work and gets a little gushy when you compliment him on it. You two decide to take the rest of the day off to hang out and enjoy some ice cream.
Though he knows it's why he's been employed, he hates to be all alone on the farm. There're a few reasons for this. One, he's a very social person and being alone drives him insane. Two, just a teensy tiny bit of him misses you and you alone. He jokes about it, but he really does value your company. It's getting to the point of rivaling his love for Sebastian and Abigail.
When you are there, you two spend his breaks together. It's always something new and fun you do, like trying out a new recipe or watching (and possibly making fun of) a new show. There's also been a few occasions of you two falling asleep in a hammock together. You've had to set up an alarm though, because once neither of you woke up until seven at night.
As for pay, I'd say he's getting a cool five hundred G an hour. I expect Joja Mart would pay somewhere from three hundred to three hundred and fifty, so it's certainly an upgrade. I mean, the farmer canonically never pays taxes and most farmers by the time of being close enough with Sam to hire him by just talking to him have a few extra G to spare, so it's not so crazy to expect them to pay that. He also gets some of your best crops (Jodi especially loves this).
Note: my rule for SDV currency is that G is x10 more than my country's currency (just use whatever currency your country uses), so that's 30-35 per hour at Joja Mart and 60 per hour on the farm.
Now, I know you requested fluff. And to my standards this is not fluff-ified enough. So, here's a comprehensive list of all the fluffy things you two do (plus what I previously mentioned).
Falling asleep in a hammock together. If this was during the pre-alarm era, you would almost always wake up to one of you cuddling the other. Sam was so flustered.
Watering can fights! As previously stated, it started with you pouring water on his head after he spilled some on your show. He's always sure to wear some older clothes underneath his jacket so Jodi doesn't get mad at him for ruining his nice clothing.
You two having little acting classes. This is especially common during the times he's cleaning the house. You two pretend you're some poor '60s couple or you're a rich homeowner and he's just the poor underpaid staff member. If you're comfortable with it, there can and will be some harmless 'platonic' flirting.
Him losing his crap over a giant crop. He walked to the farm one day to see the pumpkin he had been eyeing for Abigail had merged with the eight surrounding it. Then he sees you sitting atop it with a big smile on your face. He clumsily works his way up the crop to see the view with you.
On the days he works back late or when you come home early, he takes on a very caring role. He'll get you some blankets and medicine if you need it. He can't cook, but he does keep the junk food stock up to date. You two sit down and relax for a bit until you feel better. He gets time off work to spend with you and you get a bunch of dad jokes to make you feel better. It's a win-win.
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There it is. This was super fun to make. I should do more. But before that I need to organise my masterlist. Also, what the hell does G stand for? Gold? Because if so, they've sure got a ton of it for everything to cost x10 as much. Anyways, I hope you liked these HCs. Remember to get some sleep and drink plenty of water! <3
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hneypot · 1 year
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sam gets a boo-boo
a/n: sam is a lil ooc in this but he hit his head so i’ll blame it on that
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“I know it goes against all of you natural instincts, but-” Sam hisses while you dab at his eyebrow with a cotton ball “-it would pay to listen to Lewis every once in a while.”
You’re both sitting on the floor inside his bedroom. Sam resting against bed and you kneeling at his side with a first aid kit his mother had provided.
He tries to smile but it turns into more of a grimace. “Where the fun in that?” You ‘tsk’ him and put more alcohol on his brow. “Ouch, ouch! Okay, okay, you’re right.”
“Mhm, damn right I am…” you mumble.
“But then I wouldn’t have you cleaning me up.” You downright laugh at that and he laughs with you
“You must’ve hit your head harder than we thought, huh?” You ask as you out the kit away.
“Actually, i’m feeling quite clear headed.” He takes your hands in his and pulls you closer to him. “Thanks for looking after me.” He peppers small kisses all over your face. “I’m so lucky.”
“Damn right you are, I’m the best.” You smile and catch his face in your hands. He gazes at you with a gooey look in your eyes.
Slowly, you move forward and plant a small kiss on his lips and as you pull back, he chases you for more. You snort and end up falling flat on your back in an effort to escape him. You’re both a mess of giggles and you wouldn’t have it any other day.
You love your silly boyfriend
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a/n: this was very silly but fun
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samdew-valley · 2 years
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headcanons for sam!
general, sfw, and nsfw
general
he likes weezer. sebastian makes fun of him for it.
sweet tooth!!! he likes anything even remotely sweet and tends to over sweeten his coffee on the off chance he has some.
his general build is lean and tall. he has a good shoulder to waist ratio. just looks good without a shirt on, there’s no other way to put it. no abs, but he does have a nice abdomen
speaking of sam with his shirt off, he has only one of his nipples pierced after him and sebastian both got super high and thought it would be a great idea.
he has long eye lashes !! theyre blonde on the ends of them, so you cant see it super clearly, but he definitely has nice eyelashes.
faint dimples <3 you can really get a nice look at them if you get him to laugh, which isnt too hard to do.
sfw
(just general couple stuff)
he moves around a lot in his sleep, so it isnt completely uncommon for him to be falling off the bed when you wake up with him. he stays put for the most part though if you lay on top of him.
gives good kisses!!! he gets so excited after not getting attention all day, as soon as he gets a moment alone with you, he practically misses your lips with the enthusiasm he has with giving kisses. he loves kissing your lips, but he also absolutely loves kissing your shoulders and neck whenever he hugs from behind. especially if it makes you squirm a bit, he’ll tease ya and call you a spazz before doing it again
bites to show affection. also appreciates being bitten.
goes crazy whenever he sees you in any of his clothing. even offers up his band tees a lot as pjs. not that they ever stay on long ;)
cuddle bug. he loves to cuddle a lot. his favorite form of it is just laying on someone or having someone lay on him, either way, someone needs to be crushed before sam will be content.
nsfw
regardless of gender and sex, whenever he goes down on his partner, this man acts like he’s never had a meal in his entire goddamn life. what’s breathing? who needs that? he just likes being between some thighs <3
if afab, him going down on his partner, he tries his best not to get too overly eager, but its all out the door super quickly. before he knows it, he’s grabbing onto your thighs and pulling your whole body closer by your hips and getting every single sweet spot his tongue can find. hair pulling is not only welcome, but encouraged
if amab, he doesnt give his partner like ANY time to mentally prepare before he’s choking on their length. when giving blowjobs, he gets pretty sloppy most of the time, but goddamn hes good. he loved overwhelming his partner and when he sees them quivering, that’s how he knows he did his job right. he’s not a huge fan of facials, he prefers to swallow the load. either way, hes got a nice set of blowjob eyes.
again, regardless of gender or sex, he’s suckin on some titties. arm around your torso, pulling you into his lap, and leaving marks.
he’s definitely a fan of leaving marks, it makes he smirk knowing that he’s marked up his dear farmer even if others cant see it
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finalboyyy · 1 year
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poison in the well
sam (sdv) x yandere!reader
abusive relationship, violence, extreme jealousy, sebastian hate, angst
this is based on my own experience with my dear sammy. after trying to find cute sam art and finding a lot of sam/sebastian everytime he'd go to the saloon on friday id get sad. until i modded him to be a yandere and then everything was fine! so anyway. might add another part to this later.
"You were out late again."
"Ah- Sorry I got caught up talking to Seb, almost beat him tonight!"
"...So you were with him?"
"Yeah? You know I was! We always hang out at the saloon with Abby."
Fingers rap against the handcrafted dining room table. Like tiny drums daring to disturb the still silence of the night. Something not even the usually loud animals would do.
"Are you... angry..?" Sam's voice is tepid, it reminds you of a child scared to be scolded. It's something you love about him, this hopeful innocence as if bad things couldn't really exist in this world.
Infuriating.
He spends all night out with that man and expects you not to be a little annoyed? When you get out of the mines at 9 and come home eagerly only to find him gone? After everything you did and you were so eager to see him at home?
"I don't like getting home before you."
"I-I know but it's just one night..?"
You can feel the anger in your chest rising. Sebastian fills your head like a ghost, haunting your thoughts and choking out your words. The image seductively places his hands on Sam's hips, a cigarette lazily held limp between his painted lips. Sam has one awkwardly held between his own as well. Sebastian begins to move the two bodys to the rhythm of a painfully slow song, his mouth moving closer to Sam's, the butts of the cigarettes kissing in a hazy blur of smoke, alcohol, and lust. Sickening. You want to throw up. Your chest hurts.
"Y/N?? Are you ok? You look sick. You should lie down-" As he moves closer to your frozen form the smell of cigarettes fills your nostrils knocking out of your daze.
You look up at him with wide eyes, your pupils so small and dilated you look unhinged. Fear sets into Sam when you grab his arm with too much strength that he knows you could break his arm if you tried. Your head tilts to the side as you look into his emerald eyes.
"Y/N... you're scaring me-"
"Why... Why do you... smell like him...?" Your words are slow, laboured, as if it's taking everything in you to spit them out. You don't want the answer. Everything aches.
"Like who??"
"Sebastian." You spit at him the name tastes like venom in your mouth. He's the poison seeping into your marriage.
"I-I? I had a cigarette with him. I don't see-"
Sam can't finish his sentence before he's violently pinned to the table. Your strength from working tirelessly is no match for his soft skin. He bruises so easily under you, like always.
"I won't let him have you. I won't... He can't..."
"Wh-whoa hold on... H-hey y/n l-lets talk about this! Y-your'e hurting me."
You can't hear him properly, it feels like he's talking through an ocean. All you can think about is the sickening smell of cigarettes, Sebastian, the time Jodi told you that she always expected her son to end up with Sebastian, their closeness, that stupid whore.
Sam continues to whimper and plea on deaf ears as you hold him down. Your mind is racing a mile a minute as you boil with anger at Sebastian and you desperately try to come up with a way to keep Sam safe from him. Everytime your brain attempts a cohesive thought about the current position you're in with your husband more doubt and fear swallows your mind.
"Y/n... please...." Sam's voice is so soft, so gentle. Has he talked to Sebastian with this voice? Is he begging you to let him run back to that horrible man?
"Won't... let you go... Can't." Your breathing is laboured as you lean closer to him. "Even if you hate me. Even if you loathe me. Even if you love him-"
"I don't love him!" It doesn't reach you.
"I won't let you go Sammy. My Sammy. Have to protect you. You have to stay inside." That was the answer wasn't it? Never let Sam leave. You were a genius! You dragged him by his aching wrist over to the basement door. Tomorrow you'd go to Clint's and have some chains made, tonight it was enough to throw him in the basement and lock the door.
That's how Sam's new life began.
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patheticlittlemen · 8 months
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working on some more testosterone headcanons that were requested but i'm super busy with school and work so i'm a lil slow! also taking requests for any bachelor/ettes x reader (prefer elliott, shane, and harvey but will write for any <3)
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maniclockdown · 1 day
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♡ Marry Me? ♡ Sam [SDV] x GN! Reader ♡ Romantic ♡
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"Marry me?" He asked looking up at you. He didn't have a fancy ring, hell he didn't even have the mermaid pendant but he needed to be with you. His eyes were full of adoration, he was like a puppy with the way he acted around you. He would always cling to you if he could. He didn't care who was watching, you were his and he was yours that didn't need to be a secret.
"Yes!" You practically screamed leaping into his arms kissing all of his face. He smiled holding onto your waist kissing you. This was his heaven, he didn't want to be anywhere else.
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Masterlist ♡
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I'mma ask the Rasmodious one later cause I want revenge!(ʘ言ʘ╬) Kk so I want part 2 about Seb cheating on farmer(^▽^), k so I want Seb to fell out of love on the lady(hehehe)and realized that he love farmer and was happy about his life with farmer, the farmer can be with another bachelor(≧▽≦) or you can make them together again if you want oh! Can you write the reaction of pelican town about the cheating? And maybeee father figure Rasmodious?(. ❛ ᴗ ❛.) Cause it will be interesting (I still simp for anime portrait tho just want the reaction) k so bye!(。•̀ᴗ-)✧
B) I gotchu (ps I did kinda take some creative liberties, I know it'd be better to keep it vague but I had a bit of an idea yk?) (The theory that Abigail is secretly Rasmodious's daughter is practically canon in my head btw so it is canon in my writing unless otherwise requested)
Warning: light profanity, sex mentioned (not explained)
Towns reaction to initial cheating (Highlights)
Sam was disappointed in his friend. He thought you were cool! And you were so good to him. He couldn't have picked a better s/o for his friend. He stops talking to Seb as much, wouldn't talk to him at all if it weren't for the band. Doesn't consider him a friend anymore.
Abigail is also disappointed, but she gets it. She's lighter on Seb than Sam is.
He refuses to tell his family, so they don't even know, but they're so curious, especially Robin.
Rasmodious is PISSED. He noticed your behavior was off when you were bringing him some mushrooms he had requested, and had pulled the story out of you. He mumbled something about needing to protect those young girls in town from someone like him before sending you off. You noticed from here on he requested more random things from you, and when you'd deliver them he'd ask you how you are and would give you advice.
It was rough getting back into how things were before. You didn't enjoy farm life as much without Sebastian there. It just wasn't the same around town without him.
You had isolated yourself after he left. Sebastian wasn't close with many people in town, but Robin was. She was the local carpenter, and he was her son. Instead of hanging around town, you stayed at the farm, fearing judgement from the townsfolk.
Sebastian was living both at home and with his new partner. He could never get over the guilt of what he did to you, but damn could this new girl make him feel things he never thought he could, at least, she could in bed. Day to day life was different with her. She never woke him up with breakfast, coffee, or even a good morning.
As time went on, he found himself missing those moments more than he enjoyed great sex. He realized that's all she could do for him. He realized he had fucked up. She would never give him the little moments to cherish.
While things took a turn for the worse for Sebastian after the breakup, you had finally started to recover. It wasn't long after the breakup that you and Sam started to get closer. He reminded you of Sebastian in some ways, but he was so different in so many others.
You two got close, and you had the idea that he wanted to take it further than just friends, but you couldn't see yourself with someone so soon, and he seemed to respect that even without you needing to say it.
Sebastian eventually stopped spending so much time in the city. He broke things off with his new partner, learning from his previous mistakes, and started dwelling in the basement at Robins even more so than he used to.
The next major catastrophe happened when the band went to perform in front of Gus's. You had been avoiding their little gigs, not wanting to see Sebastian, but Sam had begged you to come. He performed little mini gigs at the farm for you by himself, but he couldn't be a one-man-band, they were still a band no matter the tension between members.
So you watched them perform. It was nice, Sebastian wouldn't even make eye contact with you but you didn't know if you could hold it if he did. No, the thing that made this a disaster was Robin. She has to know why you two broke up, no one would tell her anything!
The performance reaches it's end, and the band members start packing up their equipment to go. Despite this, Robin still stands in front of you, trying to decipher everything by any means possible.
She doesn't take the news well. She's so upset, and that's when Sebastian and Sam appear. Robin turns to scold her son for his actions, you don't do that to a person! He still can't make eye contact with you, but he can with Sam, especially after Sam pipes up, agreeing with Robin that his actions were nasty.
The two boys bicker until Abigail shows up to yell at them both. You notice the wizard also seems to be watching, though he's a bit further away. He had also helped you through your funk when Sebastian cheated, though in a different way from Sam. He offered you advice, and you took it. It sometimes felt like your grandfather was still around when the wizard was there, giving you the fatherly advice you need.
Abigail manages to shut them both up, and you can finally talk it out. You all agree to be civil from here on out, and Sebastian admits to realizing his mistakes, and that he missed you. Unsure if you can forgive him, you accept his apology.
Sam still seems peeved that you'd even talk to him, and tries to claim he's been here for you this whole time and Abigail shuts him up real fast.
So, farmer, it's up to you. Who would you choose?
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Jealous SDV (hybrid?) boys rutting into you after getting jealous after smelling someone else on you <3
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Ahhh oh goshhhh okay- I need to whip smth up for this
(I got carried away - forgive me? I went for a ramble and it became smth- I wrote enough for warnings 😭)
Warnings : Smut | 18+ | Hybrid Characters | Scenting | implication of ruts and heats | jealousy | thoughts about lactation & pregnancy | Sam Sebastian Alex Sh*ne | not beta read >v>
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PuppyBoy!Sam jumping on you when you finally return home! Hugging you, nuzzling into your neck and sniffing in your scent with a happy sigh when you card your hand through his hair.
PuppyBoy!Sam who stops short, nose pressing hard into your skin, inhaling an ever familiar scent; Sebastian, the Catboy.
PuppyBoy!Sam who whines and whimpers, his yellow-blonde ears drooping down. The smell distressing him despite being best friends with Sebastian for many years - He squirms and cries, glomping over you, tail frantically wagging as he makes an attempt to heavily scent you.
PuppyBoy!Sam pressing his body to your own, weight keeping you on the surface of the bed below, feverishly rocking his hips into your cunt. Heavy balls slapping into your pussy, warm hands all over your body.
PuppyBoy!Sam who can't help but bite and nibble at your skin, slobbering all over you. His tail wiggles and wags, ears pinned to his head, poor croaked voice whimpering and whining, moaning out silly insecurities and desperate attempts to soothe himself.
PuppyBoy!Sam just can't stop crying. "You love me, I know you do!" "M' a Good Boy! Right?" "Better than Seb- Love you more-!" Babbling nonsense while he humps at your gushy pussy and feverishly rubs at your clit.
CatBoy!Sebastian lazily crawling to you on the lounge when you return, slinking across, tail swishing calmy as he snuggles up, gently pawing at your chest.
CatBoy!Sebastian tucking his face into your neck as he carefully kneads at your skin, peppering kisses and nose boops behind your ear.
CatBoy!Sebastian letting out a little feral growl at the offensive scent of someone else lingering on your clothes and skin - Probably that stupid dumb Jock CowHybrid!Alex. His ears pin and his tail stands static.
CatBoy!Sebastian biting and licking his corse tongue over your pretty, sensitive nipples. Hands kneading at your thighs, lips latched over your pert buds. If he thought and imagined hard enough, he could taste your sweet milky cream on his tongue.
CatBoy!Sebastian who gets a little carried away with the thought of you swollen and leaking milk just for him and his Kittens. He can't help but rut and grind up on your clothed cunt.
CatBoy!Sebastian who wraps his fingers around your throat, squeezing subtly, coaxing your tongue to lul out of your mouth.
CatBoy!Sebastian who spits on your tongue and kisses you after. Searing hot, canines clattering your own, biting into your soft lips as he pulls away, eyes quinted and lips downturned in a pouty frown.
CowHybrid!Alex knocking his forehead softly into your own, mindful of his budding horns, bringing you into a warm hug after your night out at the Saloon.
CowHybrid!Alex kissing your temple, shucking off your coat to hang up, noticing a wet patch and catching a whiff of something odd - Spilt beer no doubt, tangled in something spicy.. Jalepeno poppers?
CowHybrid!Alex wasting little time, instincts running rampant. Easily manhandling your pretty self to the nearest counter, head in the clouds, mind only focused on reclaiming what was his.
CowHybrid!Alex falling victim to his own Bull heritage - Rutting his cock up between the pretty swell of your ass, horns poking pressure into the back of your head. His jaw threatens to nip and bite into your neck, rough, large hands pressing you down.
CowHybrid!Alex who makes haste at his pants, revealing his veiny leaky cock, pushing the sticky, squishy tip up against your wet panties. Grinding and pushing the barrier of your underwear, messing up the fabric even more with his own leaky pre.
CowHybrid!Alex pulling your panties aside and fucking his thick bull cock into your pretty pussy, tumbling himself into a rut. He moans and shouts, hands on your hips to pull you back on his length.
CowHybrid!Alex who can't help but stare at his fat, drippy bull cock burying up in your tight, wet cunt.
CowHybrid!Alex who would go again and again, releasing his hot milky cum over and over, Marking up on your insides. Messy and gooey, dripping down his own front as he humps at you from behind.
BearHybrid!Shane walking home with you from the Saloon, after a big night of drinking and Pool with the other younger patrons of the town.
BearHybrid!Shane grumbling as you enter the front door, kicking off his shoes. Bending to put them on the rack, standing with a crack in his knee and a glare when you giggle at him.
BearHybrid!Shane who pretends to be mad, pulling you in for a big warm hug, wrapping his arms around your frame, squeezing you snug and tight.
BearHybrid!Shane who lets up a little, nose pressing into your hair and neck, catching a whiff of an abundance of hybrid smells - Some Canine, Feline, all sticking to your skin more than he'd like - Surely those youngin boys weren't stupid enough to make an attempt at anything? Right?
BearHybrid!Shane who thinks he just has to mark you up better, to let everyone know who you really belonged to.
BearHybrid!Shane rubbing his scratchy chin on your neck, pressing his larger body on to your own, putting a warm pressure on your skin.
BearHybrid!Shane licking at your skin, nibbling, biting, kissing up on your torso, leading down, down, down your tummy to your core.
BearHybrid!Shane squeezing at your hips and thighs with his large, warm hands, pawing at your body, caressing and teasing over all the most sensitive and ticklish spots. His large thumbs swiping over your cute, drooly pussy, his own mouth nearly watering at the sight.
BearHybrid!Shane suckling on your clit, lapping his tongue through your sticky folds, grumbling to himself between your legs cause you're just "Too fucken' sweet" "Like fucken' honey, Baby".
BearHybrid!Shane and his scratchy 12 o clock shadow scraping your inner thigh. Large, warm hands squeezing at your hips, pulling your pussy onto his tongue.
BearHybrid!Shane with his lips smushed up on your cunt, nose bumping up on your clit, pretty purple eyes peering up through his dark brow, furrowed and grumpy while he laps and suckles on you. Just spitting and drooling up on your thighs, marking you up with his teeth and slobber.
(I don't have a favourite what do you meannn)
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jazstudios · 3 months
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Sam gives farmer a crocheted flower bouquet because he's allergic to flowers hehe :)
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Fake Date - Sam x Reader
Pairings: SDV Sam, Reader Confession: Yes Pronouns: Gender neutral; you/yours, they/them, Mx Warnings: Food Words: 1 892 Overview: It's the first proper family dinner since Kent got home, and Jodi has asked her son to bring along a date. He starts losing his mind over what to do. That is until he sees his crush coming out of the saloon.
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Sam had been losing his mind for days. Nobody could tell what had gotten into him - not even Sebastian or Abigail. All they knew is he needed a solution, and he needed it fast. You yourself had noticed this. He was constantly on edge whenever he was around you, and no matter what you did to relieve him of his worries they only seemed to get worse.
Perhaps it was none of your business, is what you were wondering as you stepped outside the front door of the Stardrop Saloon. You had just bought the days special: crab cakes, as a gift for Elliott. You had hoped that by spending time with someone else you wouldn't have to worry about Sam. But no matter what you did, he was always on your mind. So much so you didn't notice him until you had bumped into his shoulder.
"Oh, hey Y/N," he said, turning around to face you, "I didn't see you there." He seemed to be in a better mood now. His face was less pale now - even slightly pink - and his shoulders for the first time in two days weren't hunched over. In his hands was his hand-held console. Looking over you could see he was playing a junimo-themed platformer.
A small moment of silence passed between the two of you. You had not planned on seeing him for a while. Especially not today, considering how late it was. Even then, you could tell something was on his mind.
"Listen. I know this is crazy, and you can say no, but Mum asked me to bring a date to dinner and I don't know what to do. Will you... go with me?" He leaned to the side a bit, trying to clear the awkwardness in the air. You were, to be frank, taken aback. Was this really the issue he had been so nervous about? A date? It was strange of Sam to not just ask someone to go with him.
Then it hit you: it was the first dinner since Kent had been back. Of course, Sam would want to impress his father with a good date! But even then, why didn't he go to someone like Penny? She's known throughout the town for being absolutely lovely; and she's been there much longer than you have.
Perhaps it was not something to worry about right now. Especially since he was beginning to apologise for even asking you. You had been so lost in thought you had not even moved, and now the boy thought he had made a terrible mistake. Waving your hands in front of you, you tried to explain yourself.
"No, I'd be happy to go, Sam! I just got a little distracted!" you said. He let out a nervous chuckle and sighed in relief.
"Wow Y/N. You really had me for a second there." The two of you laughed for a moment before he spoke again. "So, the dinner's on this Thursday night. Seven o'clock. Jodi invited Caroline, too. But we don't know if she'll make it."
You nodded. Caroline had been very busy lately with the shop. Ever since Morris came into store with those fifty percent off coupons Pierre had been losing customers. As much of a haggler as he was, it was sad to see a family business dying due to the soul-sucking hellhole that was Joja. If only you could finish the community centre quicker and maybe you'd have a chance of driving him out.
But that was not the point. Collecting yourself, you said your goodbyes to Sam and headed home. Thursday was only two days away. As you crawled into bed you wondered what was to come. Dinners were a rare occasion in your life. As a farmer you always had so much to do, and barely ever looked even half-respectable. But those worries were for Thursday. Eventually, you drifted off to sleep, your pet snug on the blankets at your feet.
Wednesday came and went in a flash. Before you knew it, it was seven o'clock. You stood outside the front door, a bowl of roasted hazelnuts in hand. All day yesterday you had been pestering Sam on what is father did and did not like. Eventually you settled on hazelnuts. They were a simple, efficient gift sure to not overshadow any cooking Jodi had provided.
Vincent was the one to open the door. He was wearing a light blue T-shirt and navy bowtie and shorts. His hair had been combed back, too. It must have taken Jodi hours to do it. You knew how stubborn he could be.
"Hi Mx! Did you bring sweets?" he asked, looking at the wooden bowl in your hands.
"Well, if you call roasted hazelnuts treats, then sure!" you replied. You had made sure to bring a gift everyone would enjoy. Sam and his family were very close to you, bringing the wrong gift would really ruin the night.
Vincent opened the door further and let you into the house. Inside you saw Sam, his usual outfit swapped for a surprisingly clean shirt and jeans. His hair, too, had been slicked back. For the first time in forever he looked rather formal. Taking the bowl of hazelnuts, he welcomed you inside.
"Hey Y/N! Glad you could make it. Caroline couldn't come tonight, but she left us a bream Mum's cooking up." He walked you through the house to the kitchen. Sure enough, the smell of cooked fish hit you right in the face. It was surprising you had not smelled it sooner, what with the steam coming from the open oven.
Jodi herself was wearing a lovely pink blouse and midi skirt embroidered with flowers. She had on a stained white apron covered in mess from her busy cooking schedule. She did not seem to notice you until you formally announced your presence, after which all you got was a quick wave and smile.
It took a bit longer to find Kent. He was sitting at the table watching his wife cook. His outfit was the same as usual, only with his jacket swapped out for a nice black one. For one moment he looked at you and nodded his hello before going back to watching. In all truthfulness, he looked a little lost. It seemed so many years away from his family had really caught up with him.
Soon the baked fish was prepared and taking centre stage on the table. Sam had insisted upon you sitting next to him rather than at the end of the table, so now you, him, and Vincent were all squished together.
On the table was a plethora of food. Baked fish, pepper poppers, spaghetti, eggplant parmesan, and of course, your roasted hazelnuts. Vincent was the first to begin eating, forcing half the plate of spaghetti into his mouth. Jodi had to stop him before he ate it all.
"These roasted hazelnuts are very good," Kent spoke, his voice muffled from the shear amount of them in his mouth, "Sam wasn't lying when he said you were a good cook."
"Oh, this is just a recipe from a Queen of Sauce episode. I'm sure there are much better versions out there," you replied.
"I wouldn't be so sure. That Queen of Sauce gave an amazing popcorn recipe." He pointed his fork at you and dipped his head, as if that was to prove his point. You laughed, trying to be polite, and continued cutting up your potion of fish. Jodi had really done her best with this one; everything was cooked to perfection and seasoned wonderfully.
You finished your plates and as Jodi began to wash them up Sam tried to start a conversation with his father. It was mostly tidbits about the band, how everyone was going, and so on. But every now and again you'd catch Kent sneaking a glance at you. It wasn't much, but enough to warrant your curiosity. Giving a small cough to grab his attention, you spoke.
"Kent, is everything alright?" He looked to you and nodded.
"Yeah. I was just wondering when Samson was going to bring you up." he said. Sam, in his classic fashion, let out an awkward noise as his face heated up. He turned from you to his father, and back again. Jodi too turned around and looked at you.
"Well," he spoke, his hands hanging in the air as he tried to think of a response, "I didn't think there was much to talk about." He rubbed the back of his neck.
"Not much to talk about? Aren't they your date?" his father replied.
"Date; right." He looked back to you. You could see his pinks were more pinkish than usual and, dare I say, slightly sweaty. "We're just... friends. Yeah."
"We've known each other for a while now. Sam was so nice in helping me adjust to life here," you said, trying to clear the air of the awkwardness, "he's just got such a lovely personality." He let out a little giggle in response.
Kent stood up and headed to the lounge. Picking up a barely awake Vincent, he took the boy to his room, mumbling about how he had a big day tomorrow and needed lots of rest. Jodi soon followed, leaving you and Sam alone.
"Sorry for um, making this awkward," he said. His words took you by surprise. For all you knew, the dinner had gone perfectly. Leaning closer to him as so to give your full attention, you asked what was wrong. He gestured his hands in front of him in a shrug-like motion and gave you a strained smile.
"Well, y'know... phrasing this as a 'date' probably wasn't the best idea."
"Sam..." you said, taking his hand, "it's fine. Dinner was wonderful. I don't care if it's a 'date' or not."
"So, you wouldn't mind if it were?"
"Well- I- um..." This was not the question you were expecting. Why did Sam have to ask that? Then? Your cheeks were ruby red and your eyes wide in embarrassment. Fiddling with your hands, you tried to come up with a response to his question.
"Well," you said, "I suppose not. Maybe. I- I don't know." You didn't dare look at him. What would happen if he didn't feel the same? That would only make things more awkward than they already were. However, you never needed to see his face as he took your hand in his and leaned in for a hug. Now your whole body felt bright red and you could feel the butterflies crawling in your stomach.
Removing himself from the hug, Sam looked at you. You could see he was bright red too. His face looked softer than before; his cheeks all flushed and eyes shining. It was so cute to see him like this; you couldn't help but laugh. He laughed too.
"Man, I didn't expect dinner to end like this," he said, still looking into your eyes, "you wanna come over again soon?"
"That would be lovely," you replied. A soft 'aw' was heard from the lounge. Turning around, you found Jodi standing there. She walked right up to the both of you and gave you a hug, squishing you and Sam together. Who knew a simple dinner could become so memorable.
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My first oneshot/fic! Hopefully this is a good example of what I am capable of. It was really cute writing this. I've always hoped to do some oneshots along with headcanons so this was great. I really liked making this and hope to do more! Just specify if you want a HC or fic in requests (otherwise I'll just do what I feel like). I didn't proof-read it because I'm lazy but if I find any mistakes I'll go over and edit it lol. Thanks for reading!
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The Bachelors and How They Sleep
hello lovelies! Have some more of my headcanons. These HCs are for a gn! reader. If you have any requests then feel free to send me an ask! Reblogs and likes are greatly appreciated 🌷🤍
Alex:
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🏈 Moves a lot during his sleep. But he doesn't outright punch you by accident. You always seem to end up being under him.
🏈 Mumbles a lot too. One time, you woke up to him counting to himself, just like how he counts his bicep curls.
🏈 Wakes up early, just a few moments before you. He says it's because he needs to exercise the first thing in the morning. But it's actually because he felt you move out of the bed and he doesn't like to be alone.
🏈 Gives you all the pillows to make you comfortable. He says it's important for your muscles to get a good night's rest. He ends up hogging the blankets.
Elliott:
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🪶 Sleeps like a dead man. He doesn't move at all, save for the occasional turning to the side to snuggle against you.
🪶 It takes him a while to finally succumb to slumber. He says it's because he's used to listening to the waves of the beach to fall asleep.
🪶 Silk pajamas, the man has sets of them. He keeps his hair down while sleeping so you sometimes wake up to your whole face being covered by his locks.
🪶 He's a late riser, mostly because he sleeps late too. He tells you that he writes better at night and he doesn't allow himself to rest until he's finished writing one chapter at least.
Harvey:
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🛩️ Sometimes, Harvey forgets to take off his glasses before he goes to bed. Which is why he has so many broken ones that he tries to hide from you by kicking them under the bed.
🛩️ Professional cuddler. He always makes sure you're in his arms or vice versa. He needs to touch you in order to get a good night's rest. Doesn't matter if you two are spooning or if it's just his hand on top of your arm.
🛩️ Snores a lot. Goes "hoooonk mimimimimi hoooonk mimimimi"
🛩️ I like to imagine him wearing those pajamas that's like just a long night gown and those floppy pointy hats. You know the one.
Sam:
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🎸 Alex mumbles in his sleep, Sam straight up sings. Usually it's outbursts of the choruses of his songs, sometimes he'd hum the tune out. You have a video of him playing air drums while sleeping. You sent the video to Abigail and Sebastian, and they never let Sam hear the end of it.
🎸 He wakes up super late most of the time. But on the rare occasion where he doesn't, he cooks breakfast and serves it to you in bed. Complete with a flower in a vase and everything.
🎸 Always kisses you before he falls asleep. Straight up drags you to his side of the bed to peck your lips.
🎸 Would take off his shirt to put it on you. He says he doesn't want you getting cold at night and waves you off when you refuse, worried about his wellbeing. "I don'T gEt sicK eaSiLy, Babe," ends up in the clinic to get meds the next day.
Sebastian:
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👾 It's my headcanons and I say he moves a LOT during his sleep. So much so that you end up on the floor when you wake up. He refuses to believe that he does that.
👾 His sleep schedule depends on you. He refuses to sleep unless you're already in the house. He doesn't like the feeling of sleeping when he doesn't know you're safe. You'll find him waiting for you on the porch.
👾 Prefers to sleep on the side of the bed where the sun doesn't shine.
👾 Immediately feels it when you get out of the bed. And he wakes up immediately, groggy and needing a few minutes to register where he is. Even if you're just going to get a glass of water, Sebastian would wake up and ask where you're going.
Shane:
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🐣 This man says good night to all the chickens in your coop before he goes to bed, I decided.
🐣 He used to get little to no hours of sleep but after moving in with you, he tries to get enough sleep as possible.
🐣 Hugs you in his sleep, all the time.
�� He wakes up the same moment you do, sometimes earlier. He gave himself the job to take care of your farm animals so you don't have to work too hard. So he wakes early to get the job done as soon as possible to spend breakfast with you.
🐣 My brother in Yoba, he would wake up in the middle of the night to get a snack. You would sometimes catch him in the middle of drinking cows milk straight out of the bottle in front of the open fridge.
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please i need stardew valley bachelors in a kinky gangbang with gender neutral or female farmer!
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I loved this suggestion but please have mercy, I didn't know which ones you wanted so I did all 6 which was VERY difficult for me to incorporate so I made it sort of cheap in the end to save having to write a whole night of sex with them all 😭 pls enjoy! I'm sorry if it's a little shitty, I've never written or read group sex stuff 😭
The Bachelor's and the Farmer's Night
Word Count: 1569
Pairing: F!Reader x Sebastian, Harvey, Sam, Alex, Shane & Elliott
Warning: 18+, group sex, rope kink, handcuffs, swearing, unprotected sex, vaginal fingering, anal mention, oral mention, cum swallowing, light bdsm (choking, spanking), all of it is pretty vague and quickly mentioned except the fingering & vaginal sex
It was Sam's idea. Not that he was gonna openly parade that around to anyone at first. It started as a pathetic fantasy that he would get off on at night, thin walls making him cover his own mouth as he imagined the farmer laying on a bed, tied down, taking it from him and Sebastian over and over. He was ashamed to even incorporate his friend in a fantasy, but the idea of a threesome with the farmer and Sebastian was just...so fucking hot. The idea of watching her get fucked, then fucking her - Sam was a simple man and he nearly came on the spot every single time he imagined it. 
What's worse? He began incorporating the idea of Alex in the mix. He was friendly with Alex - and Sam had seen the farmer interacting with Alex a lot recently. Even throwing around a football with him the other day. Sam didn't immediately think anything of it, until he woke up sweating and hard, having dreamt the farmer and Alex going at it while Sam jacked off and waited for his turn patiently. Slowly, Sam began to think about...what if more people got involved? And oh, god. He finally let it slip to Sebastian. 
"What do you think of that new farmer?" Sam asked as he took a shot for one of the striped balls on the pool table. His voice was even, but his heart was racing a pathetic amount. 
Sebastian leaned on his stick, watching Sam's shot. "She's cute," Sebastian answered. The two made slow eye contact and Sam debated just leaving the whole conversation at that. But something about the way Sebastian stared him down made him crack. 
"Yeah, yeah, she is...uh- you like her?" 
Sebastian took a swig of his drink, nodded a little. "Sure," he said, "why?" 
"How...how do you like her?" Sam gently rested his stick down on the wall, watching his friend. "Like," he began, "sexually...or...?" 
Eyes widening a little, Sebastian tilted his head. "I- we don't usually talk about that kinda stuff," he dismissed, turning his attention to the pool table and ignoring Sam for a moment. 
Sam nodded slightly, before he finally whispered, "I know but I want to...uh..." he glanced around the Saloon to see if anyone was looking towards them. No one was. "I kinda want to...have...some group sex with them." 
Sebastian took a shot, perhaps out of shock, the cue ball launched across the table and sunk a striped ball. He stared down at the table. Quiet. "Just us three or?" 
"Uhm...I was thinking maybe Alex..." 
Sebastian raised his head up, hair falling over his left eye. "The farmer? Did you talk to her?"
 Sam shook his head and Sebastian slowly turned to the table where he'd set his drink aside, grabbing it and gently taking a sip. "Ask her. Tell me when you do."
"You...you're in?" 
Sebastian gave a short nod, and the two acted as though the conversation never even happened. 
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When presented with the idea, albeit from a terrified Sam, you agreed immediately. With a condition. You wanted Sam to invite Elliott, Shane, and Harvey. His eyes widened. 
"Six....you want six guys-" you nodded. Sam had to awkwardly adjust his pants, at the mere suggestion of that many guys fucking you he got hard. Just the idea of watching it was too much for him. "I- I'll see what they say." 
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To Sam's shock, every single person agreed. He was expecting a sharp no from Shane, but he said yes without a second thought. Harvey stuttered out a "Oh...holy shit...uh- at the farm-?" and blushed madly. Elliott tried to maintain some sort of dignity but by the immediate bulge in his pants Sam guessed his answer before Elliott could recover words and agree. Alex tried to act disgusted at first. But then he mumbled a "can I bring handcuffs and rope?" (Sam asked "dude you live with your grandparents in a small town, why do you even have those?" and was met with a glare). 
So it was arranged, a day and time was set. The six made their way down to the farm, chatting quietly amongst themselves. Sam was hard basically half the day before this, eagerly awaiting the nighttime - when his fantasy would become reality. The farmer answered the door, smiling softly at the six men. "Boys, come on in," she smiled. Sam nearly choked, they were wearing a flannel, opened up, only a bra underneath. Fuck. Fucking christ. She was good at this. 
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Upon being brought to the bedroom, Sam gently guided you to lay down, Harvey quickly mumbled "she needs a safe word-" and the rest agreed. Turning their attention to you. Six flushed, eager faces. You felt like prey laying in the bed, flannel opened to expose your bra. A safe word definitely was needed. As much as you wanted to take all six repeatedly you weren't entirely sure how much you could take before you were too used.
"Red light," you murmured out. "Yellow light means give me a break, but I want to keep going." 
And so it began. Sam quickly ripped off the flannel and tossed it aside, then tore the bra off and threw it aside, his hands wandered to your jeans, slowly unzipping them. Your panties exposed, he gently moved his hand down, rubbing softly against the wet spot. You bit your lip, about to moan. Quickly, Sam backed up, Sebastian took one side of the bed and Alex the other. Hands launched to your chest, as Sam gently finished pulling off your pants. A hand on each breast, gently running your ripples through their fingers, you began moaning out loud. Sam got off the bed. 
"Who wants to go first?" he asked, Elliott stepped forward. He gently undid his pants, erection springing out. He gently lined up. 
You bit your lip, before he backed away, "did...anyone bring lube?" Elliott's voice gently asked. It was Harvey who had, gently digging it out of his jacket pocket and handing it over. Elliott gently poured some into his hand, gliding it across your pussy causing you to moan out. Out of the corner of your eye you saw Sam, eagerly jacking off as he watched. Sebastian was still by your side, but his hands had left your body. Elliott gently shoved a finger in. "I'll start slow, you're about to have a hell of a night," he said reassuringly. 
You looked up into his eyes, nodding softly. He smiled, gently leaning down, placing a kiss on your forehead, before be pulled his finger out. "Did that hurt at all?" you shook your head, and he gently shoved two fingers in, letting your body adjust to the feeling, he slowly began pumping them in and out of you. All eyes were on you and you whimpered softly, meeting eyes with Shane who was still fully dressed. 
"Sha- shane-" you mumbled, gasping as Elliott's fingers expertly worked you. "Can- you- strip?" 
A hand gently laced around your neck, "use manners, baby, what do we say?" it was Sebastian's hand, tight grip but just light enough not to hurt. Elliott's fingers effortlessly kept time. 
"Please?" you whimpered, the hand left your neck and Shane slowly began to undo his belt. As soon as he was stripped, Elliott's hands left you, for only a second you had a miserable feeling of emptiness before Shane swapped with Elliott. 
He postioned himself, hands gently gripping your hips as he found where to line up. "Ready?" you nodded, and with one swift thrust he was in you. Lips found your neck, Shane was focused on fucking you. It was Harvey who had knelt beside you, hand gently gliding down your body to your tit's. Lips on your neck, sucking and leaving a hickey. 
Shane grunted, speeding up more. "Fuck- tight...gonna-" 
"Not in her," Sam whimpered, you had forgotten Sam was still here, in the corner of the events jacking off. "We can't all...not in her." 
To describe the events would be tiring and long and endless. They took turns, spilling themselves over your naked body, in your ass, in your mouth. Alex was partial to rough sex, Sam into watching, Harvey wanted to pleasure you however you asked, Shane was focused solely on his own quick finish, Sebastian wanted to tie you down with Alex's ropes when he fucked you and choke you out, Elliott was gentle and soft and sweet and placed kisses on your forehead as you took their dicks over and over and over. 
In the end, the sun rose when you guys finally ended the session. You had given several sessions of head. Taken fingers, fists, and dicks. Been tied down, choked, spanked, had your hair pulled. And each of them had asked for something the others hadn't. Sam begged to finish by jacking off onto your naked body. Sebastian wanted your lips wrapped around his cock when he finished. Alex, he was the one who dug out a condom so he could feel your pussy tighten around him as he came inside you. 
When the session ended, you simply told all of them. "We're doing this again." 
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