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rowanswriting · 5 months

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Hey Batty, can we get Steve teaching Eddie how to eat reader out? maybe he makes Eddie lay down right next to him so he can see the way Steve runs his tongue against reader!

((also, loving all the content you’ve been uploading lately, you’re my favorite writer!))

Pass The Eggnog

Steddie x Fem!Reader Smut

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thank you so much for this request nonny, I had so much fun writing this! feedback is always welcome! 18+ only!

warnings- cunnilingus, mlm, threesome, drunkenness, spit, cum, degradation, mfm, Steve x Eddie. Dom steve. Steve slaps Eddie once. please come to me with anything I may have missed!!

You weren’t one for eggnog, but how could you pass it up when Eddie was standing next to you, a devilish grin overtaking his handsome face, as he held a Christmas mug with cute gingerbread men towards you. “Cmon sugar, this is good eggnog.” He said, laughing as you wrinkled your nose at him and rolled your eyes. “I know why it’s ’good’ Eddie you’ve spiked it.” You say, leaning back onto Steve as he wraps his toned arms around your middle, pulling you close. “Exactly, what’s a Christmas party without spiked eggnog anyway? So Sorry Stevie, but your parties aren’t quite what they once were.” Steve huffs behind you, his ego taking a hit as he acts nonchalant at the comment. “Whatever Munson, give me another one of those, if I’m going to make it through the night with you I need to be drunk.” Eddie smiles and grabs another glass of his ‘specialty’ as he liked to call it, walking over to Steve and bowing down to him while holding the glass high above his head. “Oh King Steve, please accept this lowly peasants’ offering.” Steve snatched it out of his hands, downing it quickly as Eddie laughed wildly, standing back up to lean back against the kitchen counter.

Most of the people that had bothered to show up to the party had left hours ago, leaving you with Steve and Eddie. Steve had dropped Dustin off at his house before coming back home, the three of you standing in the kitchen drinking more and more as the hours passed. Your mind felt fuzzy as you listened to another argument that Eddie and Steve were engaged in, you didn’t know what it was about, having zoned out at the start of it. You only snapped back to reality when Steve nudged you, looking at you expectantly with his honey brown eyes. “What?” You say, glancing between the both of them, noticing a blush breaking out across Eddie’s cheeks.

“Seems like Eds has a crush on you baby.” Steve whispers against your ear, leaning his chin down until it touches your shoulder, you glance back at Eddie, your brain swimming with thoughts that you couldn’t quite decipher because of the alcohol coursing its way through your body. “Y-you do?” You say timidly, as Eddie nods shyly, twirling a piece of his curls between his pointer finger and thumb before chewing on the end nervously. You stand in the middle of the Harrington’s kitchen confused, and slightly in shock, how had they even gotten on the subject of Eddie liking you? More importantly, how was Steve not blowing a fuse right now at the idea of his best friend liking you? You turn around and look at Steve, moving some of his hair away from his eyes from where it had fallen down from its gelled up perfection. “What do you think about that baby?” You ask, nervously chewing your lip as you feel chills run through your body, you could feel Eddie staring at you from where he stood behind you. Your breath was caught in your throat as a dark look passed over Steve’s features.

You slowly back up as Steve advances towards you and Eddie, he walks you back until you’re pressed up against the kitchen counter. Your bodies smashed up against each other as he leans down close to your face, your noses bumping against each other. You hold your breath In anticipation of what he could possibly say about this whole situation, your question was quickly answered as Steve grabbed Eddie’s hand, bringing it towards you, placing it behind you against the swell of your ass. Your eyes widen as you look up at him. “I think this is all I’ve wanted for a long time, baby. We’ve talked about this before… Eddie and I.” Steve whispers looking over at the older man, who couldn’t stop shuffling around from his nerves, his hand trembling against your body as Steve gripped it, not allowing him to move.

You hold completely still as Steve leans down towards your ear again, smirking as he glances at Eddie, “The two of you have about ten seconds to get in my room, and strip your clothes off or you’ll suffer the consequences. Do you want this princess?” He asks, even in situations where he was full of nothing but pure lust he always made sure you were comfortable with what was going on. You nod, squeezing your legs together as Eddie moves his hand down lower, squeezing your flesh, his rings pressing harshly against you. “Y-yes Sir, I want this, want you and Eddie.” You whimper out.

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You couldn’t fully grasp what was going on, other than hands touching you absolutely everywhere, Eddie’s rings leaving marks on your skin from how hard he was gripping onto you. Your bodies pressed against each other as you made out slowly, the way he kissed was different from Steve, but in the best ways. His lips were soft, the stubble around his top lip was scratching against you, tickling you and causing a delicious friction you couldn’t get enough of. Steve was standing at the foot of his bed, watching you and Eddie helplessly grinding against each other, his own hard on was straining against his sweats, creating a wet patch in the fabric, making it stick to his body uncomfortably. He would think of himself in a minute, for now he was enjoying the show. Sweet little virgin Eddie, pussy drunk already, and all you were doing was kissing him.

“Look at the both of you, pathetic little sluts aren’t you?” Steve all but growls out as he makes his way onto the bed next to you, reaching down to make you stop kissing Eddie. You whine at the loss of his lips against yours, but before you can protest even further Steve’s telling you to open your mouth. You throb at his words, knowing what was coming as you tilt your chin up to him, sticking your tongue out as far as you can. He spits directly onto it before two of his fingers are fucking into the back of your throat. “See that Eds? She’s a good little pet, does anything I ask of her. If you’re my good boy I’ll let you have her however you want.” Steve says, holding back a laugh at Eddie’s lust blown eyes, his lips raw from kissing, curls wild and tangled from where your hands were gripping them. He nods dumbly and watches as you drool and gag around Steve’s long fingers. Steve chuckles as he slaps Eddie’s face with the hand that isn’t in your mouth, gripping it between his fingers and making Eddie meet his gaze. “Wanna learn how to eat her pretty pussy? I know you do, it’s so good baby, let me show you.” He says, grabbing you and pushing you off of Eddie, pinning your body down as he works your skirt down your legs quickly. Eddie sits up quickly, his chest heaving from how hard he was breathing. He watches as you and Steve strip his clothes off, yours having been partially taken off before Steve came into the bedroom. You turn to meet his gaze, his brown eyes now black, you smile at him and bite your lip as Steve spreads your legs, motioning for Eddie to come closer. The cold air against your pussy heightens your senses, you were soaked, it was all over the inside of your thighs, running down onto the bed underneath you, ruining the sheets. You sit up on your elbows and watch as Eddie and Steve lay on their stomach’s in front of you.

“I’ll go first, so you can see exactly how she likes it, and then I’m gonna hold your head against her until you’re absolutely soaked in her cum. Is that what you want, pretty boy?” Steve asks, Eddie nodding pathetically next to him, holding onto one of your legs gently and turning his eyes upon you, “You’re so pretty.” He whispers out, your heart beating harder at his sweet words, you couldn’t tell if it was the alcohol making him feel this way towards you, but you didn’t care right now, you just wanted both of them to ruin you. You hold your breath as Steve blows warm air against the inside of your thighs, his lips grazing against you close enough to where you need him but not letting you get what you really want. You tremble as he gently runs his fingers through your slit, running them up to the top of your pussy, spreading the lips apart before he’s moaning, smiling up at you. “There’s that pretty little clit, look how hard it is, is that all because of Eddie baby?” You moan out, clenching around nothing as you nod, your mind already floating through space as you feel him spit right against your clit before he’s wrapping his soft lips around you, sucking like it’s the last thing he would ever do.

Your loud moans echo around the room, followed by Steve pulling back to whisper praises every few seconds, edging you as he licks from your hole up to your clit over and over again. Eddie’s eyes are locked onto Steve’s mouth against you, his cock aching he was sure he could cum just from watching this. He’s rutting against the bed softly, trying to relieve some of the pressure. Steve pulls back, a string of his spit connecting from his lips to your pussy, Eddie leaning over and sucking it off of his bottom lip, moaning as Steve kisses him. Their tongues dance against each other as you watch. “Fuck, Eddie, Steve, oh my god.” You breathe out, feeling close to tears at the loss of Steve’s mouth against you. “I think she needs you now, cmon.” Steve mumbles against Eddie, scooting over and pushing Eddie’s face towards you, smiling as Eddie whines at the harsh grip Steve has on his hair. Eddie’s tongue lolls out of his mouth, as you push your hips down toward him and attempt to feel anything, he wraps his inked arms around your legs, pulling you down and timidly licking a fat stripe up to your clit. You were so worked up at this point it hurt and all you could think about was cumming on Eddie’s face.

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Eddie lapped against your pussy like a starved man. His long tongue pushing inside of you reaching places Steve hadn’t been able to get to with his own tongue. “Fuck me Eddie please!” You cry out, your legs shaking as he pushes them farther apart, exposing you to him, allowing him access to devour you however he pleased. “Steve m-must be a good teacher.” You whisper out laughing slightly, Steve smiles against your neck from his position next to you, kissing you gently on your soft spot. “Maybe baby, but I think Eddie was just that hungry for you, he’s never even fucked a pussy before and he already has you about to cum.” He said, laughing darkly. Eddie groans from his position as you and Steve talk about him like he’s not even there. You let out a particularly loud moan when Steve attaches his mouth to one of your nipples, your back arching up, “Can’t anymore, gonna cum, gonna cum, fuck I’m cumming.” You gasp out, Eddie pulls away in shock as your orgasm overtakes you, you’re on another planet as you soak his mouth, he sticks his tongue out trying to catch every last drop as he moans obscenely.

Your whole body trembles as you reach for the both of them, silently asking for them to kiss you, Eddie crawls up next to you and takes turns kissing you, smiling as he watches you kiss Steve softly. “That was the hottest thing I’ve ever done.” He says, leaning over to kiss Steve when he pulls away from you. Steve smiles right back at him as they pull away from each other. “Who said we’re done, Big Boy?” He says, taunting Eddie with the nickname that he gave to Steve. A smile creeps its way onto your face as you lean back against the headboard, “Go on then boys, put on a show for me.” You say, Steve raises his eyebrows at your boldness shaking his head a little before he’s kissing your cheek gently, whispering how much he loves you into your ear. You gently rub his arm before pushing him towards Eddie, you knew they had wanted each other for a long time, and getting to watch this play out had to be the hottest thing you’d ever seen. Steve goes to grab Eddie, but before he can Eddie is leaning up towards you, kissing you softly before whispering a thank you, allowing Steve to pull him away, their bodies tangling together as they kiss. The roles have suddenly reversed and now it’s you telling them how they’re your good boys, telling them how slutty they are and laughing at the whines that escape their mouths. Their hands exploring places they never thought they would be able to as they float away in a peaceful bliss of each other. Smiling over at you every now and then and blowing you kisses.

Eddie was wrong, you thought. Steve still knew how to throw a hell of a party, he just needed a little spiked eggnog.

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bimbobaggins69 · 5 months

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𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. (ᴀ ᴄᴏʟʟᴀʙ ᴡɪᴛʜ @xxhellfirebunnyxx )

𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: you and your lovers all girls band Arwen, has gotten the opportunity to open up for corroded coffin who are said to be the next big thing. As exciting as it is, nothing excites you and your girlfriend more than the lead singer and his boyfriend.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: eventual smut, still 18+ mdni, eventual foursome, wlw meets mlm, polyamory, lots of flirting, girls kissing, drinking, mentions of weed smoke, fluff between girls.

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: so excited to share this collab I’ve been working on with my baby girl! Go check out her part through her readers pov on her page here <3

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2.4k

The air is thick in the packed venue, the smell of weed and sweat fills your nose as the strobe lights from the stage beam over the crowd. You’re unusually nervous tonight, you can't tell if it’s because you haven’t yet perfected that baseline you’ve been practicing for weeks or if it’s because the stranger at the bar with the chestnut locks can’t take his eyes off of you.

From what you can tell where you're seated; he’s rather cute, with his coif of hair that swoops perfectly over his forehead, a baggy blue and white checkered flannel sits nicely over his firm shoulders. He’s nursing what looks to be a whiskey and coke as his long fingers with nails coated in black polish clutch at the glass. He gives the liquid a little swirl before he’s bringing it up to his lips, eyes still laser focused on you while he takes a sip.

“Hey baby, are you ready to start setting up?” Your girlfriend gleefully asks, her face looks so pretty with that contagious, beaming smile that instantly thwarts all the nerves running through your body.

“Yeah pretty girl, let’s go.” You quickly reply, standing up on your platform boot clad feet and grabbing your best girl around her waist. You both excitedly bound to the double doors off the side of the stage that reads ‘bands and staff only!’. But before you pull it open, you look back to where the cute guy was seated, quickly realizing he’d gotten up and left in the time you’d been working your way backstage. A small tinge of disappointment courses through your chest, wishing maybe you and your girlfriend could have had some fun with him later, after the show. Oh well.

Once backstage, you begin stripping off your current clothes before sliding on your pink plaid mini skirt, fastening a black studded belt over your waist, sticking a pair of black skull pasties over your nipples and slipping on some knee high black boots.

The other three girls in your band, which consist of Gwen, your girlfriend who is a fucking beast on the guitar with a set of vocals as angelic as her. Chrissy who absolutely annihilates the drums every time, with her small frame and bouncy blonde hair and her girlfriend Rotten Robin who could melt your fucking face off with one of her keyboard solos; are all scattered around the green room, getting dressed in their stage outfits.

You all agreed to wear skull nipple pasties, not only for the shock value but also to make a bold statement.

“Can you help me with this?” Gwen asks, turning her back to you so you can buckle the bat harness that sits right underneath her perky tits. God, she’s so hot. You make sure to let her know as much, before throwing her a salacious wink.

After you’re ready for center stage, you and your girlfriend pull your instruments out of their respective cases, throwing the straps over your heads to rest on your shoulders and letting the hunk of wood lazily sit on your hips before you’re introduced to the crowd.

The nerves you thought you’d halted for good earlier, come back like a rushing river, so you shake out your limbs in an attempt to set them straight again. “You good love?” Chrissy asks as she clutches her drum sticks in her dainty manicured hands before she begins twisting the right one between her fingers like the pro she is.

“Yeah, just some pre-show jitters I guess.” You shrug, laughing off her question as if your chest wasn’t growing warm from keyed up nerves.

“Baby, don’t be nervous, you’re going to fucking nail that baseline and everyone here is going to fucking love us. We’ve got this.” Your girlfriend reassures, batting her thick lashes at you ever so sweetly, making your heart flutter with adoration. How does she always know what to say to make me feel better? Guess that’s why she’s mine.

“Yeah, we’re gonna kill it!” Robin chimes in as she secures her black leather fingerless gloves onto each hand. “So what if there are a couple hundred more people than we’re used to.” She continues, and you know she’s trying to be helpful and encouraging, but the thought of performing in front of more people than what is normal for you, hadn't even crossed your mind. Till now.

“Thanks Rob.” You mumble, grabbing the neck of your bass and fidgeting with the strap as a distraction.

“Alright, Let’s go!” Austin the stage manager announces, clapping his hands before he begins pushing you and the girls towards the stairs that lead up to the stage.

Once you walk onto the scuffed up black platform and take your places, you realize how loud the crowd has gotten in anticipation of the opening act. It’s dark and the lights are so dim you can barely make out faces.

Chrissy enthusiastically beats her drumsticks together and shouts a three…two…one countdown, starting you all off with the opening groove. Gwen begins to strum on her first chords, the spotlights from above brighten and dance across the stage to the beat before you finally come in and hit your chords, as Robin’s insanely fast fingers move over her keyboard.

The crowd instantly goes crazy; banging their heads, jumping and dancing, some even know all the words. But it wouldn't be an Arwen show if you and your girlfriend didn't at least raunch it up a bit by seductively dancing with your instruments. Sometimes between songs you and Gwen would even share a few tongue filled make out sessions causing the crowd to go even more wild. You both loved bringing the shock value into your live shows and the crowd was eating it up.

As your set was coming to an end, you caught eyes with the guy who’d been checking you out at the bar. He had a mischievous smile on his face as he and the guy he was standing next to whispered back and forth into each other's ears. You felt as though he was eating you up with his eyes the way they intensely bore into yours. you carried on your set but every so often your eyes would shift and find his, making your stomach flutter with something you could only identify as intense arousal.

“Thank you guys, we have been Arwen!” Gwen shouts into the mic before grabbing your hand with a beaming smile, you both walk off the stage together, Robin and Chrissy trail behind you, hand in hand.

“That was fucking amazing!” You jump and squeal in excitement and left over adrenaline, leaving the girls to do the same, giggling and hugging before more kisses are shared.

“You guys that was fucking awesome! That was definitely the best show we’ve ever put on!” Your girlfriend squeaks, turning toward you and taking your face into her equally soft and callous hands. “And you absolutely nailed that baseline you’ve been working on. I told you you would.” Gwen gushes with a lustful look in her pretty eyes, a shit eating grin on her full lips as if to say ‘I told you so’.

“Yeah, yeah…I know I should listen to you more.” You playfully roll your eyes before wrapping your arms around your girlfriend's frame, pulling her into you and planting kisses on her neck.

“I'm gonna go grab a drink, does anyone want anything?” You ask before making your exit back into the crowd.

You walk between the bodies of people, as some type of house music pulses through the speakers, only being played until the band of the night, Corroded Coffin start their set. You notice more eyes on you than usual, some people smiling and waving or congratulating you on a ‘sick ass show’, and some with complete and utter arousal clouding their vision. You can't help but to hold your head high and embrace it, even if you're a total introvert. Gwen is the friendly talkative one in the band and you usually let her take that role as you're the observer. But it feels nice to not care for once, although you’re sure it's from the high you’re still riding from your performance.

You quickly order, then grab your two drinks from the bar; a kahlua for you and a sex on the beach for your girlfriend per her request. You head back through the sea of people, wanting to be in the presence of your band so you can continue to rant and rave over how fucking good the set went. But you’re quickly stopped by a tap on your shoulder, as you walk through the hall that leads to the backstage door.

“Hey.” The male voice utters, making you snap your head to the man's hand that is slowly beginning to move back down to his side, then up to his eyes. Your face definitely reads ‘why did you touch me?’ before you take in the strangers face, you quickly realize it’s the guy from the bar, who’s been eye fucking you all night.

“Oh, hey.” You murmur with a subtle smile, not wanting to seem overzealous, although you had been thinking about the honey eyed boy all night.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to like, corner you or anything.” He huffs a bashful laugh, rubbing his hand on the nape of his neck out of nervousness, you couldn't help but to find it endearing. Now that he was so close to you, you were able to take in things you couldn't quite see from across the room; his silver nose ring glints under the lowlights of the corridor, he has smooth freshly shaven skin with pretty freckles, a beautiful smile even if it’s not as bright as it could be. His style is definitely more grunge then what you’re used to, all your exes were metalheads but it worked on him and if anything it made him even hotter.

“No it’s okay.” You say, waving off his worries, Gwens drink sloshes around and falls onto the toe of your boot as you sway from side to side, making your face grow hot.

“I just uh, wanted to say that your set was fucking great! I had a good time watching you up there. Um, you and your band.” He corrects himself instantly, causing a giggle to erupt from your chest.

“Well thank you.” You boldly send him a wink before turning on your heel to finally head backstage.

“Wait! Do you maybe wanna meet up later? Say like right here in this spot?” He asks, biting at his lip as his hopeful eyes beam into yours.

“Mmm yeah, yeah that sounds good.” You murmur in agreement, finally opening the door and heading inside.

“I’m Steve by the way!” He yells as the door closes behind you, making you smile at his awkwardness.

Once inside you begin looking for your girlfriend, her drink now a little more than watered down from the melted ice.

“Hey Chris, have you seen my girl?” You ask Chrissy who is splayed out on the black, cracked leather loveseat with a wet towel rolled up and placed over her forehead. The petite blonde is always the first to tap out after every show, but she really does put all her energy into playing so you couldn't blame her for wanting to nap after such an intense performance.

“Uhhh, I think she went out to look for you babe.” Chrissy says with a tired smile, “I’ll be here if anyone needs me!” She shouts, as you walk back out the doors you came in, before giving her a quick ‘shit, thanks’.

For a third time tonight you walk out of the double red doors and back into the muggy air and throng of people, on a mission to find your girlfriend and the owner of the drink that has made your hand uncomfortably sticky.

Finally, after walking circles around the auditorium that seemed more like a damn arena than a small concert venue, you spotted Gwen, of course in the middle of the crowd being the little social butterfly you love so much. She was still adorning her performance clothes with her black leather skirt, fishnet top, harness, pasties and boots. She had a huge content smile on her face when her eyes caught yours, waving you over with excitement.

“Oh my god babe!” She shrieks with a cute giggle. “I was just talking to the literal hottest guy! I have to find him.” She beams looking over the mass of people, but eventually looking disappointed when she came up short.

“Wait, I just talked to the hottest guy, too.” You say with a disbelieving laugh, as your eyes begin to search the crowd for your mystery guy.

“And for the moment everyone’s been waiting for…Corroded Coffin!” The announcer on stage shouts out at the crowd making them jump and scream with anticipation.

You and Gwen’s eyes immediately snap forward, you had never actually seen what the guys from Corroded Coffin looked like so out of curiosity you both turned to the stage, not wanting to miss the long awaited show.

Once the music starts playing and the lights begin to brighten up the stage, you and Gwen gasp.

“Oh my god, that’s the guy!” You both shout in unison. For a second you thought you were talking about the same person until your girlfriend started raving about his long flowy hair and nipple piercings, making you slowly realize she had talked to the lead guitarist. Yeah he was really hot, too.

Steve ripped his flannel off mid chorus, showing off his buff arms and littering of tattoos across his tanned skin, his alice in chains shirt stuck to him like a second skin as his hands gripped the mic, making his arms flex and you swoon.

“That’s the guy I talked to!” You shout over the music as you point to the lead singer, Gwens eyes widen in amusement.

“Steve?!” Robin asks as she walks up from behind you, a dumbfounded look on her face.

“Yes Steve, do you know him?” You ask curiously, taking a sip of your drink before handing the other off to its rightful owner.

“Thanks peach.” Your girlfriend says before giving you a quick kiss.

“Yeah, he’s one of my best friends and he’s dating Eddie, the guitarist.” She divulges, pointing to the wild haired, tattooed man who’s right in the middle of an amazing guitar solo, that made you and your girlfriend's thighs visibly clench.

“No way?!” Gwen guffaws, you can tell by the look in her eyes that she has an idea cooking up, and you're equal amounts excited and slightly scared.

“Oh this is gonna be fun.”

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wen-kexing-apologist · 7 months

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Can I ask, why do you love BL romance better than het romance? What makes them better? I did not mean anything negative, and I know everyone have their own like and dislike but I want to know your thoughts....

Also what do you think that made Asian MLM (BL manga/manhwa/manhua/tv series/movies) romances better than western MLM romances?

Hello! Yes you are more than welcome to ask :) I truly, truly love getting asks in my inbox and have been having so much fun with the fact I’ve actually been getting some recently! Warning this is long (but i have TL;DRs for everything)

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I think the fastest answer for me is that I am queer, and therefore I find I have a lot more enjoyment and interest in watching queer stories compared to heterosexual ones.

Also, I find a lot of heterosexual romances to be steeped in misogyny, and have low-key or high-key abusive dynamics. And again, do not get me wrong, there are plenty of queer shows where there are abusive dynamics in play, but it is much harder for misogyny to be committed between two men than it is for misogyny to be placed on a male/female pairing. (I love GLs cause, you know…women, but there are a lot more complex dynamics going in to stories written about two women and those can get much trickier for me, and unfortunately many narratives love punishing lesbains with death so.... Anyway, I’m trying to stick mostly to BLs since that is primarily what this ask is about.)

Additionally, I love BLs more than heterosexual romances because of how BLs treat men. Men in heterosexual romances, especially in the West are extremely masculine, often unable to be in touch with their emotions, jaded, misogynistic, they have to be extremely muscular, and we almost never see femme boys or men.

BLs have such a vast range of men, they have twinks, they have femmes, they have gym bros. They have the clowns, and the super masculine boys. There are shows that let boys be boys, be stupid, and stinky, and fucking gross (hey Pat from Bad Buddy), they let boys be angry and aggressive and express their emotions that way (Sean and Yok’s fight in Not Me, Han Baram and Im Hantae’s conversation in the boxing ring in Sing My Crush, Lom and Nuea in The Wedding Plan, Patts in La Pluie), they let boys fight and wrestle and play (Bad Buddy, My School President, Moonlight Chicken, Only Friends). I love queer stories that let men be gay and ensure through the story that that never undermines their masculinity. I love that there are shows that focus on the progress older men can make in their relationships (What Did You Eat Yesterday?) THEY ARE ALSO ALLOWED TO CRY!!!!

And though it is still kind of rare, Asian BLs actually do have femme boys, and while I am sure femme boys exist in Western shows, I think Pose and fucking Glee are like…the only two shows with queer people that I have seen in the last decade that have an femme boy representation at all. On the flip side, I love how often GMMTV puts their boys in drag and that doesn’t even have to be in a queer show. I also generally love the fact that most of the male actors in Asian BLs, and again, especially in Thailand embrace their femme sides in photoshoots and whatnot, that they wear earrings, and jewelry, and makeup and they look hot as fuck, because it helps me with my own gender identity. I feel and see myself much more masculine (and have less dysphoria) when I have an earring or a necklace or makeup on, now that I have seen so many boys do the same.

TL;DR: I am queer, and heterosexual romances are frequently misogynistic, and men are extremely masculine and rarely allowed to be soft. Asian BLs give us a very broad range of masculinity, but often let boys be boys while also kissing boys. And actors embracing their femme sides helps me feel more masculine when I lean in to my femme side.

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As for Asian MLM romances compared to Western MLM romances, obviously this is not a cut and dry thing, not all Asian BLs are going to be better than Western BLs but I find I have a tendency to enjoy Asian BLs/queer media more for a few reasons, generally in order of most to least important for me:

Reason One- Family

This may seem somewhat surprising because the first, and honestly biggest reason I tend to like Asian BLs more than Western BLs has much less to do with the queer aspect. It's actually the family dynamics. I think Western media very frequently has a tendency to be very binary in their portrayal of family dynamics, if family is at all included in Western narratives the relationships that characters have to their family is either almost wholly good, or almost wholly bad. You either have a very abusive household that a character is trying to avoid or flee, or you have a traditional, happy, nuclear family, and when characters have a strained relationship to their family, I have noticed a lot more narrative support for leaving that family behind. But for the most part, family does not play a huge role in most Western shows (and, wild concept to me, it’s part of why I think shows like Succession are so successful, because that is all about complex, fucked up, and loving relationships within a family).

Whereas, in Asian media, far more frequently family and family dynamics play a huge role in the character’s lives, behaviors, and can influence the story. And because filial piety is such an important aspect to many Asian cultures, you get a lot more interesting parent/child relationships out of Asian media than you do with Western content. And I am a white Westerner, but I am fundamentally, culturally a Southerner and despite no longer being a woman, I will never shed the mantle of Eldest Daughter. And that has resulted in a sense of family responsibility and piety that ends up making it very very easy for me to understand the motivations of the characters that remain loyal to their family even when their family is asking for things from them that run counter to their own desires or happiness (I’ve actually had this conversation a lot with @waitmyturtles about the intersections of Southern culture and Asian culture).

And similarly, I find that a lot of Western media with queer characters at least in the time frame that I have been able to find content with queer characters is either wholly homophobic, or wholly accepting. And do not get me wrong, we get family dynamics like that in Asian BLs too, but we also get parents who are upset about their child’s queerness, and will voice that, and yet who still take care of their children. I’m thinking of the film I watched just the other day called Margarita with a Straw where the main character’s mother can barely look or talk to her daughter when she comes out, but because she is disabled, her mother is still there preparing food for her, bathing her, etc. because even if she is upset about her child’s queerness she can’t stop taking care of her. And those aren’t dynamics I often see in Western media.

I don’t see relationships like Sawismol and Wang in Western media, where a mother can look at her child and say, out loud that she is disappointed, and to be upset, and to still, despite everything, be the person that her son goes to for comfort when he is absolutely devastated, and I don’t see Western parents sitting there and performing that comfort even when they are disappointed in their children’s queerness.

TL;DR: Family dynamics feel a lot more built out, realistic, and complex in many Asian BLs/media that I’ve seen, than they do in many Western shows. Until I started watching Asian media, I had not seen the dynamics I have with my mother or my father played out on screen.

Reason Two- Casual Trans Inclusion

And, as a trans person myself, part of what makes Asian BL shows, Thai shows much more specifically, so important, interesting, and influential to me when compared to Western BLs is the casual inclusion of trans people. Like, that is just something Western media is barely ready for. It’s not non-existent. We have and have had shows like The Fosters, Sense8, Pose, The Owl House, and Heartstopper that have some trans rep. But a lot of those shows have a hefty component to them that shows the struggles of being trans.

In The Fosters we have to watch Cole nearly die trying to get his hands on testosterone, in Sense8 we have to watch Nomi be kept as a medical prisoner and stripped of her autonomy and almost lobotomized, in Pose we are constantly exposed to the very real dangers that trans women of color experience including murder, in Heartstopper we are spared from having to witness the transphobia Elle went through, but it is mentioned. I think the only one of these shows that doesn’t have some element of struggle because a character is trans is The Owl House and let us not forget that Raine Whispers goes through fucking hell in that show. And these conversations, and the demonstrations of struggle to just survive and thrive despite that is vitally important in a society that is pushing closer and closer towards genocide against trans people. Stories that show the struggles of trans people exist for the sake of realism but also serve as an attempt to try to garner empathy towards trans people by cisgender viewers.

Thailand does have stories where a trans character experiences transphobia (3 Will Be Free, The Warp Effect, Secret Crush on You), but they also have so many stories where trans people are literally just vibing. Do you know how revolutionary it was for me when I watched KinnPorsche and saw Yok, and she was happy, and beautiful, and fun, and her entire plot centered around her running that bar, flirting with boys, and playing surrogate mother to Porsche? Or just to see trans women existing, who aren’t even central to the plot, but are just there? (Payu’s secretary at the auto shop is a trans woman, Golf Tanwarin was at the inclusive cafe in The Eclipse, Golf Kittipat had an illustrious career as a music producer in My School President). Like that shit is SO important to me, and I never, never see it in Western media.

TL;DR: There are many Thai shows especially where trans people just exist, and they have plots that aren’t always centered around them being trans. Which is revolutionary, coming in as a trans Western viewer where the majority of trans rep in Western shows makes me eventually have to watch trans people suffer.

Reason Three- Passion Projects

The film industry is huge and pervasive in Western culture, and in the US especially, and with that comes big budget projects that stretch out as long as they can squeeze a cent out of a fan base. As a result you get shows that are too long, you get shows that ruin their premise in the last season after five to fifteen years of dragging the shambling corpse of a story along. And again, do not get me wrong, there are plenty plenty of Asian BLs that are cash grabs, that are terrible, where the actors aren’t really in it. But, most BLs in Asia are one season, they get in, they get out, and you forget it if it’s bad, or you hate it forever if it’s objectively bigoted. But the time commitment to terrible pieces is a lot shorter.

That said, when you have a low budget, and a story you want to tell, it makes my love so much more. Because it means the crew, the writers, the director, and often time the actors are there because they want to be there, because they like the story they are telling, because they have a story they want to tell. It’s part of why I love shows like The Eclipse so much, because that show was made with a budget mainly comprised of pocket lint and hope, because Golf Tanwarin had something they wanted to say. Most if not all of Aof Nopparnach’s shows give genuinely, inherently queer stories that speak to queer people. Jojo Tichakorn makes pieces that are so full of queer lenses you could never deny the inherent queerness in his shows, even if the story is primarily focused on a straight person/relationship (Mama Gogo). There are so many shows in the Asian BL world where you can just tell that everyone is having fun. LIsten, Fish Upon the Sky is an extremely problematic show, but for me it felt like everyone had a great time goofing off on that set. You can tell EV-ER-Y-BOD-Y in the cast of Mama Gogo was having the time of their motherfucking lives.

I also think the West is very self-congratulatory and tends to hold themselves as the standard of televisions and acting, when I am over here watching Asian BLs with some of the strongest acting from young people I have ever seen, and having it be written off because its a) low budget b) gay and c) in another language. Like, when I try to get people in to BL I start with shows like KinnPorsche (which I know drives @bnegiyo mad) cause it has a much higher production value than many other Asian BLs without being prestige and therefore can’t radically alter the perception of what BL is (hello ITSAY/IPYTM and 180 Degrees), Thai BLs especially. And I figure that is the only way to show someone the level of absurdity and camp that comes from a lot of BLs, while also maintaining their interest because it has a higher production value, so that if they end up enjoying that they are more willing to watch the low budget shows.

TL;DR: Many Asian BLs are pretty low budget, compared to like any Western show, which I find to mean we have more stories in Asian BL that people actually want to tell. (there are still very many shows that people seem to just kinda show up for, or get bored with partway through [looking at you Tee] but.)

Reason Four- Abundance

There are

Many

Asian

BLs

Here's a fraction of my watch list

I have watched 81 in roughly the last year, and there are so many more on my Plan to Watch list, and there are more coming out all the time. The West has given me like…two, maybe three. And when we do get good queer shows in the West, they are frequently canceled before completion. Especially if they are on Netflix.

We lost Sense8, fans had to fight for Out Flag Means Death to get renewed, The Owl House got cancelled by Disney after giving their main character a girlfriend, ND Stevenson had to write two ending to She-Ra and fought tooth and fucking nail to get the gay one, Legend of Korra had to save the gay kiss until the end just like She-Ra had to. If you want to get depressed here is a link to an article ‘50 TV shows with Lesbian, Bisexual, and Queer characters cancelled after one season’. Because most Asian BLs are meant to be only one season, we actually get complete stories, rather than ending with unresolved tension, or cliffhangers.

TL;DR: there is a metric fuck ton of Asian BLs

Reason Five- Sex

The West, especially the US, tends to have a very puritanical view of sex (which makes sense because the Puritans were some of the first colonizers…I mean colonials…to murder everyone and occupy…uh, I mean settle the United States (I would also like to place blame on the Italians and Spanish [hey Columbus] and their Catholicism AND PROTESTANT CALVINISM that also influenced the pervasive societal views of sex and especially gay sex in the United States).

With ever increasing homophobia and transphobia, so many shows are trying, in my own personal opinion, to garner empathy, sympathy, and acceptance for queer characters by cisgender and/or heterosexual viewers by making their queer characters flat, two-dimensional, virginal, perfect people. But homophobes and transphobes consider holding hands to be just as grotesque and inappropriate as full on porn. With Western, and especially US based, views of sex, many queer characters are sanitized, sex scenes are rare, and if they do exist at all they are usually in shows that have mature ratings.

That is not the case with Asian BLs. Like, do not get me wrong, there are plenty of pure, virginal, don’t kiss, barely touch BLs out there, but because there are so many BLs, there are also plenty of shows with lots of physical intimacy and multiple make out scenes that aren’t maturely rated, as well as plenty of maturely rated shows that have multiple sex scenes AND CAN INCLUDE KINK WHICH LIKE!!!!! I rarely see in the Western media I’ve watched. Hell, Sense8 is a sexual liberation show that includes multiple orgies, but there is not even a hint of any other kink (besides whatever Dani, Lito, and Hernando have going on).

gif by @radishayuan

Meanwhile, The Warp Effect has fucking puppy play, Bed Friend has pet play, Laws of Attraction which has a couple pretty chaste kisses shows handcuffs to at least imply kink, there’s a ball gag and a fucking leash in Big Dragon, I haven’t seen it but Unforgotten Night has a lot of BDSM themes in it, Rain and Payu have a dom/sub dynamic going on, we have daddy kinks abound, I also haven’t seen this one but I know there is some belt bondage in War of Y. And even if it isn’t shown, kink and bondage specifically are often referenced in passing in shows with sex.

Also, there are very very very few Western shows I have seen that treat sex workers kindly, and Jojo Tichakorn is right there giving us sex workers as main characters multiple times in a row. Taiwan has great physical chemistry, the very few things I have seen from the Phillipines are so fucking queer, Japan even when they aren’t including sex at all have some extremely queer narratives, and when they are including sex? Holy fuck. South Korea is developing, but I have liked what I’ve seen so far, and it’s been fun seeing very rapid progressions in the level of physical intimacy characters are allowed to have, Thailand has been making a name for itself.

TL;DR: There is a very broad range of physical intimacy in Asian BLs from no sex to lots of sex, but the abundance of content means I am seeing more shows with gay sex in them in like…a month or two, than shows I have seen in the West with gay characters at all in like…the past year. (This is of course, subjective, don’t ask me for real numbers).

And, you know, in case this response wasn’t long enough, the amount of queer content, the types of stories being told, the rapid and continued development of BL is super interesting to observe in its own right. Sure, it may be driven by marketability and sales, but that doesn’t mean there aren’t some truly important, realistic, vital, and beautiful pieces of queer media being created and shared with the world, a lot of which is much more accessible to audiences than Western media. I go heavy on the Thai shows in part because they are available for free on YouTube.

I also think the West seems to think that having gay marriage is the be all, end all of queer inclusivity, and that they do not realize that countries without gay marriage are creating some of the most realistic queer content out there right now. The West has a lot it can learn from Asian BLs, but in my opinion, we’ve got our heads too far up our asses to be following their lead.

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Pairing: Dom!Steve x Sub!Eddie x Switch/Fem!Reader

Summary: Eddie isn't the best at listening which leaves him a bit... tied up.

Warnings: dry humping, use of handcuffs, mlm content (oral, kissing, touching), praise, slight degradation, teasing, dirty talk, pet names, oral (m and f receiving), fingering (f receiving), ball play, reader calls steve daddy once, cuckholdish themes?, unprotected sex, creampie, facial, cum play

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You were trying to study; trying being the keyword. You were stressed with college classes and work and not to mention your boyfriend, Eddie, was being needier than usual today. You promised him that once you were done studying that you would give him all the attention he deserves, but it doesn’t seem like he was having it. You were currently laying on your stomach, your head practically in a book, but Eddie was grinding on you, distracting you even more than before.

“Eddie, I swear to god.” You tried to turn your body, but you were pinned underneath his body weight, “I need to study.” It was getting harder to concentrate, especially when Eddie’s hard cock was pressing into your ass.

Eddie groaned into your ear when he grinded into you harder, his cock now throbbing against you. “B-baby, please. I’ve been so needy all day and you- you promised me.”

You sighed and rolled your eyes, your head literally falling into the book below you. “I promised after I finished-“

You didn’t even have time to finish your sentence when you heard Eddie quietly moan out your name and a wetness begin to form on the back of his pants. There was no way he was cumming right now, was there? Eddie was so going to be in trouble later and from his constant apologies, he knows it all too well.

“Shit- fuck, baby.” His clothed hips stuttered into yours and you soon felt his cock soften.

Once back into the right state of mind, Eddie had realized exactly what he had done. Quickly, he got off of you and immediately started to apologize, his words barely coming out as he couldn’t exactly wrap his head around what had just happened. You too were shocked and very confused on why he would do something so crazy.

“You’re kidding me right?” You moved from your lying position on the bed and made your way over to the mirror, taking a look at the wet spot on your pants. “You came? Not only in your pants but also on mine?”

“I-I’m sorry? I didn’t mean for it to-“

You let out a chuckle, a little bit of a sadistic chuckle. “You’re sorry?” You walked closer to Eddie, the back of his legs hitting the bed. “I think you’ll be even more sorry once Steve finds out about this.”

Eddie’s face immediately went pale. He knew that if Steve found out about what happened, he would be in for a long night of agony (or not, depending on Steve’s mood).

“Wait.. wait! Please, let me make it up to you.” Eddie got on his knees in front of you, hands clasped together. “Don’t tell Steve, you know how he can be.”

“And how can I exactly be, pretty boy?” Your head whipped to the side as you heard Steve’s voice come from the door, his arms crossed and a smirk on his face. “C’mon, don’t be so quiet now.”

As soon as Eddie went to speak up, you cut him off, shooting him a wink. “Someone took it upon themselves and came in his pants.. while grinding on me, without permission.”

Steve gave Eddie a look, a look that told you that he had something planned. He was surprised, but surprises can be really fun. “Oh, did he?” He made his way over to Eddie and carded his fingers through the boy's curls, tugging just a bit. “And why did you do that? You better make your answer a good one.”

Eddie stuttered over his words causing Steve to tug on his hair harder. “Shit, okay. I-I was needy and I just wanted some relief.” He looked up at Steve with watery eyes, “I didn’t mean to- to cum in my pants, I’m so sorry.”

“Oh, baby, you’ll show just how sorry you really are.” Steve chuckles and looks over to you. “Wanna grab those handcuffs for our baby boy? Think we have to show him a lesson.”

You didn’t need to be told twice, especially when it came to Steve being in full dom mode. While grabbing the handcuffs of their hanger, you made a whole show in front of Eddie. You dangled them in his face, watching as the metal made his watering brown eyes glint from them. Eddie’s chest heaved with each breath as he watched you saunter back over to Steve, handing him the cuffs.

“See Eddie, it’s not that hard to be good now is it?” Steve took the cuffs from your hand, kissing your waiting lips. He sucked your bottom lip into his mouth and let it plop out. “What do you say we cuff him to the chair and then make him enjoy the show? I think he’s cum enough for right now.”

Steve walked around the bed, grabbing the chair from Eddie’s desk and scooting it over until it was right in front of the bed. “Your throne awaits, Eddie.”

Shakily, Eddie stood up and sat in the chair, looking up at the two of you with pleading eyes.

You kneeled in front of him, cupping his cheeks into his hands. “I don’t think those cute puppy dog eyes are going to help you this time.” You gripped his chin, forcing your lips against his. When you pulled away, Eddie chased after you a bit. He needed more than just that kiss, needed more than just a kiss at all. “Uh uh, you need to learn the waiting game.”

Eddie’s cock hardened as he watched you stand back up and Steve pushed you against the bed. Your legs spread for him. “You see how easy it is to get between her legs, Eddie? You could between our girl’s thighs right at this moment,” Steve lifted up the bottom of your shirt and scattered small kisses across your stomach, causing you to giggle. “But you ruined that one.”

“Hey, Stevie? Should we strip him just to make it worse for him? That way when the air hits his cock, it’ll jump and be more aching?” You looked at Eddie over Steve’s shoulder and he had his teeth between his lips.

“I like the way you think, princess.” Steve left your body and you both walked over to Eddie.

Your hands worked at Eddie’s pants, your hand ghosting over the bulge in his pants. To be even more of a tease, you squeezed at his cock and gave yourself a mental pat on your back as Eddie hissed through gritted teeth. In one swift move, you pulled down his jeans and boxers, his cock hitting against his happy trail and leaking with precum. “Look at this mess.”

You went to lick at the leaking slit, but Steve pulled you back with your hair. Eddie’s hopeful eyes dropped the second your lips were moved from his cock.

“You save that for later, got it?” You nodded your head and watched as Steve let go of your hair and reached up the the neckline of Eddie’s old, raggedy shirt, ripping it right down the middle. “I think this will do.”

Steve pinned Eddie’s hands behind his back before cuffing them together and then placing a kiss to the corner of his mouth. “Too tight?” Eddie shook his head, too scared to let his actual voice do all the talking. “Good boy.”

You stripped before both of the boys, slowly taking off your clothes and twirling so they can get a good look at every part of you. Their eyes gawked over your body, drinking you in. “See something you like?”

Eddie gulped at the sight of you, your bare boobs and pussy just shining like a light that he wants to crawl to. He pulls against his cuffs, but of course to no avail. He gets nowhere by doing that. “This is not fair.”

Steve tutted at him, grabbing Eddie’s cock and giving it a slight pump. It was just a small touch before pulling his hand away. “I think this is very fair,” Steve walked behind you, cupping your boobs and pulling at your nipples causing them to quickly harden. “We both think this is very fair.”

A hand trailed down your body, stopping right at your very needy pussy. Easily, Steve slipped a finger over your soaked slit before walking back over to Eddie and running his finger over his waiting lips. “Doesn’t she taste amazing, Eddie?”

Eddie’s tongue darted out of his mouth, swiping over his lips and humming at the small taste of you. His cock jumped as soon as you flooded his taste buds. He craved more and more. “Can I have more, please? I promise I’ll be good and this won’t ever happen again.”

“Let’s see how tonight goes and maybe you can have more.” Steve leaned down and kissed Eddie, his tongue swiping over Eddie’s. Eddie groaned into Steve’s mouth, bucking his hips for any kind of attention that he could get.

The action was making you needier by the minute. Deciding to take matters into your own hands, you laid on the bed and spread your legs, giving both boys a perfect view of your pussy. Your fingers found your clit, rolling over the swollen bud and collecting some of your slick to make a small squelching noise. It caught the attention of both boys, two of them pulling away from one another, a string of salvia still barely connecting them. They both watched your skilled fingers move around and listened as your quiet moans filled their ears. You sounded like an angel; you were an angel.

“Looks like you can use some help with that, pretty girl.” Steve left Eddie and kneeled between your legs, his soft plump lips kissing up your thighs and leaving goosebumps in their wake. “Look at you, all soaked and ready for me to devour.”

Steve’s tongue quickly finds your clit, swirling over it and sucking into his mouth. His hair flopped in front of his brown eyes and you reached up to move it away. He looked up at you, making eye contact right has he lightly nibbled on your clit.

“Jesus, Steve.” Your back arched, the slight pain becoming pleasurable. You grind your clit across his tongue, his hands coming under your thighs and pushing your legs against your chest. “Fucking hell.”

Eddie moaned at the sight of you and Steve in front of him. It’s almost like he could taste you in his tongue. “You two are going to be the absolute death of me.” His voice was ragged as his breath was a little labored from the need coursing through his body.

This new position Steve had you in made it easier for his tongue to slide right into your pussy. Your thighs shook as his tongue rolled over your g-spot, almost sending you into an orgasm already. He hummed against you, sending a shiver up your spine and causing you to tug on his hair even harder.

“I can tell you’re close, baby.” Steve pulled away and replaced his tongue with two of his slender fingers. “God, you should see the way you clench around anything that’s in your pussy.” His other reached up your body, toying with one of your hard nipples. He rolled it between his rough fingers, pulling here and there causing a pleasurable sting.

Pleasure filled your senses and soon enough, you could hear the sound of yourself cumming. You moaned loudly, your orgasm building the more Steve was talking dirty to you. It wasn’t just his words, it was also his voice that sent you over the edge. “I- fucking fuck.” Your body shook as you came around Steve’s fingers, feeling yourself gush over your thighs and down to the bed. “S-Steve…” your voice trailer off into a silent moan, your eyes rolling into the back of your head.

Across the bed, Eddie’s cock throbbed and bobbed as he watched you make a mess. “God, this is too much.”

As you slowly relaxed, Steve pulled his fingers from your pussy and dangled them in front of your mouth. Obediently, you opened your mouth as he shoved his fingers inside. Steve watched you gag and tears brim around your eyes. “That’s it, baby, you take everything I give you so well.”

A whine erupted from Eddie as he watched your cum drip from Steve’s fingers. He wanted to taste you so bad, his mouth was watering just thinking about it. “Please, just another small taste is all I ask for.” Eddie looked at the two of you, both silently and verbally begging.

“I think you’ve earned a taste, right Steve?” Steve nodded his head at you, already knowing what you were planning to do.

Your shaky legs allowed you to slowly move over to the chair that Eddie was cuffed to. “Give me those pretty lips, baby.” Eddie leaned up, his lips wanting nothing more than to be pressed against yours. You gave in, pressing your lips to his and swiping your tongue across his bottom lip. Eddie moaned against your mouth and you felt his hard cock nudge at your hanging hand. “I don’t think you’ve earned just that yet. I think you need a little more.. teasing?”

“I'll get payback for this, I swear.” Eddie’s arms tensed as he tried to, yet again, pull at the cuffs. He was huffing at you, his teeth gritted. Eddie wasn’t angry, but he was so needy that if he didn’t get to cum again soon he might actually explode.

You laughed at him before Steve pulled you back to the bed. “Eddie hasn’t, but I’ve definitely earned the feeling of your pussy wrapped around my cock.” He laid you down on your back and stood up to strip himself of his work uniform. His hard cock bobbed and Eddie’s mouth watered at the sight of it. “Don’t worry, you can have that later, baby boy.”

Steve helped you get situated, your body pressed under his and his cock nudging at your thigh. “You’ve been such a good girl for me, you know that? And good girls get cock.” He grabbed his hefty cock, sliding the leaking tip of it through your slit. You both groaned at the feeling, your pussy just ready to be wrecked and his cock aching to get inside you. “You ready?” Steve lined himself up and waited for you to say something.

“I’m so ready.” You reached down between your two hot bodies and removed his hand, grabbing his cock yourself. You guided him in, his head going to lay on your shoulder and you enveloped each part of his fat cock. “G-god, Steve.” No matter how many times Steve’s cock split you open, you would never get over the initial sting of him sliding in.

You felt Steve’s teeth bite at your shoulder as his eyes squeezed shut. “Fuck, baby. Your pussy is so god damn tight.” His hips slowly started to rock into yours, your boobs bouncing against his hairy and sweaty chest. “Just squeezing my cock so perfectly.”

Steve leant up on his forearms, his eyes searching for Eddie’s hazy ones. “Tell Eddie who is making you feel so good baby, make it wish it was him.”

Just to add more fuel to the fire, Steve pulled all the way out before slamming in, his heavy balls pressed right against your ass. “D-daddy! Daddy is making me feel good.” Your hands fisted the sheets below you, your pussy feeling so full.

Eddie moaned at the view he had before him. His cock was past the point of aching and he needed some sort of relief. He pressed his thick thighs together, his balls being squeezed between them. A choked sob left his lips as he could just cum from that. It wasn’t the relief he was looking for, but it was doing the job. “You’re so pretty, fuck. Both of you are so damn pretty.”

Steve gripped your chin and forced your head back to watch Eddie all while he was driving his cock in you with such force that you could feel it in your stomach. “Watch him, baby. Watch how desperate he is to have his cock in my mouth or stuffed inside your tight pussy.” Your nails raked down Steve’s back, almost so hard that you drew blood. “Yeah? Does that feel good? You gonna make a mess on my cock?”

You nodded your head and whined out loud with each thrusting of Steve’s cock. He was hitting your g-spot perfectly each time and it was causing your toes to curl and your chest to heave. “Y-yes, Steve! Fuck, I’m so close.”

“That’s too bad.” Just as you were about to cum, Steve pulled out and you stared at him, mouth hanging open. “As much as I want you to cum on my cock,” slowly, he pulls out and you wince at the feeling. “I’d rather you ride Eddie and to see my two good babies cumming together.”

Eddie’s eyes lit up and his leg started to bounce in anticipation. “Thank you, thank you so much, Steve.”

Steve left you aching and wanting more, walking over to Eddie to uncuff the waiting boy. “Go on, you’ve been good and patient tonight.”

Not having to be told twice, Eddie left the chair and practically sprinted to the bed. He laid his body beside you, his cock and balls ready for you to suck him dry of all the cum he has to offer. His hand reached out for you, helping you straddle his legs.

“You look so good when you’re under me, Eddie.” You lifted your hips and slid down his cock, the two of you moaning out in unison. “And you feel even better.”

Hands were quickly all over your body. Eddie gripping out your hips and helping you bounce while his other hand reached up and grabbed at your boobs, smacking them. You tried to hold in the moans, tried to have some control but it was hard when you were bouncing on such a good cock.

“Did I say you could touch?” Your small hand found his throat and squeezed it, cutting off some of his air. You could feel Eddie’s cock pulse inside you with each squeeze of your hand, causing you to smirk. “You like that? You like being used?”

You bounce harder, your thighs hitting against Eddie’s. The orgasm slowly built back up and you clenched around Eddie just as you felt him throb and cum inside you. His whole body shook and his hands gripped your hips so hard that you’re sure you’ll be seeing bruises in the morning. “S-shit, baby, yes.”

Eddie’s orgasm spurred on your own as your hips stilled and you had to brace yourself against his chest. It ripped through you and sent fire through each part of your body. You were shaking and moaning out so loudly that you’re sure the neighbors around you could hear clear as day.

“Oh my god, yes. Yes!” You felt yourself drip over Eddie’s cock as the two of you came together, making one big mess.

Never has Eddie seen such a beautiful sight before him. Your mouth hung open in an “o” shape and your tits bounced in front of his face with each heavy breath you took. It kept him spilling his cum inside you, you wrecked him perfectly. “You’re so beautiful, so- god damn, beautiful.”

Your thighs shook around Eddie as you both finished cumming. All that could be heard around the room were heavy breaths and you almost forgot Steve was there… almost.

“You two are perfect.” Your eyes shot over to Steve and watched as he pumped his cock into his fist. “Come get on your knees, the both of you.”

Slowly, you slid off Eddie’s softening cock and hissed at the feeling. You didn’t fully trust your legs so you grabbed onto Eddie’s forearm, the two of you helping each other move over to Steve.

In unison, you both dropped to your knees in front of Steve’s leaking cock. “Don’t just sit there, you two know what to do.” One of Steve’s hands grabbed your sweaty hair while his other pulled Eddie’s, guiding you both toward his cock. “It’s my turn to cum.”

Mouths were pressed over Steve’s cock. You sucked on his heavy sack while Eddie bobbed his head up and down the shaft, gagging when Steve pushed his head farther down. “T-that’s it, always so willing to pleasure me. Aren’t you two?” You made eye contact and Steve winked at you as you rolled your tongue around his balls, his teeth catching his bottom lip.

Eddie and you switched places, your mouth taking as much as Steve’s cock as you could. Tears falling down your cheeks as you gagged around it, causing Steve to let out a chuckle that was taken over by a moan. Below you, Eddie was suckling both of Steve’s balls into his warm mouth. It was messy, the two of you and Steve’s cock covered in spit. Steve pulled the both of you away from his cock before pushing your head against Eddie’s, you knew what was coming next.

“You want my cum? Huh?” You and Eddie stuck out your tongues as Steve pumped his cock in his hand. Steve’s hand tightened around the head of his cock and his balls tensed up right as his hot cum spurted out over your tongues and across your now even messier faces. “O-oh, hell.” Steve’s hand moved faster, the last of his cum dripping from his knuckles.

With a labored breathing, Steve looked down at the two of you. Your face was covered in cum and you swallowed the small amount that you did manage to catch.

Steve swiped fingers over yours and Eddie’s faces, collecting the mess he made before shoving them into your mouth. “So good, you two.” He kneeled down to eye level and pulled the both of you to him, the three of you smashing your lips together as best as you could.

“I don’t know about you two, but I need a break.” Eddie was the first to break away making his way back to the bed and plopping on it.

You and Steve joined him, laying on each side of him. “Then you can show us this payback you were talking about, big boy.”

Eddie rolled his eyes at your words and wrapped an arm around you and Steve. “Give me a minute and just wait, I’ll have the two of you begging to touch me.”

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gemini-sensei · 6 days

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binary boyfriends pt2👀👀

Binary Boyfriends x Innocent!Reader

● Part 1 ●

Shout out to @cades-outsider bc they motived me to finish this post 😆 hope you don't mind if I tag you <3

CW: first sexual experience, first blowjob, guiding blowjob, use of "good girl", gagging, cum eating, tit play, fingering, mlm sex. A/N: I didn't have time to edit this but I had to finish it, so have it and please enjoy.

The tour of the Valley Hawk and Demetri ended up giving Reader was a lot more fun than they first thought it would be. They've lived there their entire lives, so of course they didn't think it would be interesting, but Reader changed that really quickly. Everywhere they went, she made the most of it, even if it was as simple as showing her what grocery store to shop at because it had better prices. But they didn't just show her the practical spots, they showed her the hot spots around town.

When they sat down for lunch at Hawk's favorite pizza place, Reader rambled about how great the Valley already was. Though she complained that her apartment was lonely and her neighbors were a little rude, but she always tried to look on the bright side of things. However the thought stuck with Hawk and Demetri as she continued on about maybe getting a pet. Then Hawk, seemingly out of nowhere, invited her over for a movie at their place.

She accepted happily and the first night she came over, she brought her favorite throw blanket and snacks. They've made the place cozy for her, more pillows and blankets laid out on the couch. She sits on one of of the couch so Hawk and Demetri can cuddle up - which by the way, Demetri is the big spoon by default when cuddling on the couch; he's too lanky and awkward to be the little spoon. Nothing else happened that night other than watching a movie with new friends. However, movie nights at Hawk and Demetri's place became a normal thing.

After her coming over so often, there's one night when their friendship changes...

They picked a newer movie to watch thinking nothing of it but it turned out to be a snore-fest. It was hard to sit through and Reader found herself so bored, messing with her phone more than anything else. She didn't want to say anything because at first, it seemed like Hawk and Demetri were enjoying it. However, she didn't really see the way Demetri was rolling his eyes at what was happening on screen.

Then an out-of-nowhere sex scene came on. It wasn't bad - just extremely out of place.

Demetri got uncomfortable fast and Hawk knew it; Hawk fucking felt it and teased him quietly for the duration of the scene. Demetri had to clamp his mouth shut but had a little trouble. He would look over at Reader as she stared at the screen, a little in shock. And that was when he remembered she was so sweet and innocent and probably didn't look at anything like that. The thought made him come in his pants and Hawk had to hold back a laugh.

Demetri excused himself quickly after that, red in the face and in need of a change of clothes. And he gave Hawk a pointed look on his way out, to which Hawk gave a smirk that was not at all innocent.

Hawk turned off the movie but only after that scene had ended. "I couldn't take anymore of that."

Reader, also flustered, nodded. "Yeah, um, it was certainly something."

Hawk laughed and nodded. "Yeah, it was so bad, I wasn't expecting that to happen."

Reader nodded but didn't say anything else. Hawk took the moment to scoot over on the couch closer to her. He wanted to say something but all the things he wanted to say were caught in his throat, so he put his arm around her.

She looked at him. "What are you doing?"

While she was innocent and never had a boyfriend before, she knew the signs. And seeing them come from Hawk was a little weird - he had a boyfriend! - so she was unsure of what exactly was going on. She didn't want to think the worst, this was her friend after all, but she had to ask before something weird happened.

He smiled. "You caught me."

"Yeah, and?"

"Look, Reader, you're really cute and hot," he told her, turning his body to face her. He pulled his arm away, sensing that that wasn't the move.

She stared at him and whispered, "Hawk... you have a boyfriend."

"Who is as into as I am," he told her, flashing that confident smile.

She gasped because that just sounded crazy to her because no one had ever shown interest in her before. What was this? It made her heart hammer in her chest and she didn't know if she liked that or not. In all honesty, it was a little overwhelming.

"Really?"

"Really," a voice said from the hall.

She turned to look, finding Demetri in a new pair of pajama pants, but they did little to hide his still-hard cock. It created a rather big tent in the front of his pants and Reader found herself staring at him, mouth agape.

"Jesus Christ," Hawk laughed, unable to keep his mouth shut. He looked away from his boyfriend and to Reader. "Sorry about him, he's a mess."

"Hey, don't act like you didn't do this," Demetri said accusingly. "You sat here and got me off during that lewd fuck fest that should not have been in that movie! So I don't want to hear your greater than thou crap right now!"

Reader's jaw managed to drop lower as she heard this. "You guys... did stuff with me here?"

They looked at her, both a little embarrassed now that she had put it like that. "Kind of?"

Hawk swallowed hard. "Yes, but this was only the first time something like this has happened with you here."

"Something like that with me here?" she asked, looking between them. "What is that supposed to mean?"

Demetri began stammering. "Well, um, you see... sometimes, uh," then it call came out at once. "Wehavesexandthinkaboutyouwhilewedoit."

"Excuse me?"

Hawk jumped in. "It's not what it sounds like. Really. I mean, we just think you're so great and gorgeous and super fucking hot."

She stared at them for a long while, curled up under her blanket. What they don't know is that they've totally flattered her. No one has ever thought about her like this, at least not that they've ever admitted. And she was a little turned on by this strange form of flattery.

What she said next left them speechless and eager:

"Would you show me?"

That's how they ended up with Reader perched on the edge of the couch getting lessons in how to give a blowjob. Hawk held her hand around the base of Demetri's huge cock as she sucked on the tip. His eyes were closed as he stood before them, her inexperienced mouth on him hot and wet and so eager to learn. He had to remind himself he wanted to see this and unscrew his eyes to watch.

"Now, let your jaw relax and take more of him in your mouth," Hawk instructed.

Reader did as told, but gagged when his tip hit the back of her throat. She pulled back and coughed and Hawk rubbed her back, telling her it was okay, that happens sometimes. She took a few deep breaths before taking Demetri in her mouth again and Hawk, turned on from watching, let out a low "Good girl. Don't give up."

She bobbed her head over what she could take of Demetri's length, her hands around the base of his cock. Hawk helped her squeeze and pump his dick, but didn't have her do too much while she was still learning. Demetri was moaning and groaning, muttering to himself as he watched.

"Reader," he groaned and she looked up at him with her pretty, innocent eyes. "Oh shit."

"That means he's close," Hawk rasped in her ear, smirking. "Let's help him finish."

He put a hand on the back of Reader's head and slowly pushed her onto him. As Demetri's dick was fed into her mouth, he told her to tap out if she needed to and she moaned in response, sending vibrations over Demetri that made his eyes roll. When his cock hit the back of her throat, she gagged but sat through it, soon letting her jaw and muscles relax enough that he pushed into her throat.

As soon as her tight throat was wrapped around just the tip, Demetri was coming. His cock throbbed and shot hot ropes of cum down her throat. It was a strange feelings but Reader loved it, moaning as he practically force-fed her his cum. He began to pull out after a few shots because he didn't want to overwhelm her, coming on her tongue without really meaning to and letting her taste him, which she moaned as soon as she got a taste of him. She held his cock on her tongue until he finished and Hawk helped her, tapping his boyfriend's dick on her tongue as the last few weak shots came out.

After a moment, Hawk looked at Reader, drool running down her chin. "How was that?"

"Really fun," she giggled.

"Wanna have more fun?"

She nodded and he used the hand on the back of her head to pull her into a heady kiss. He forewent little kisses and went straight into making out with her, and groaned as he tasted Demetri on her tongue. She leaned into him and he pulled her onto his lap so she felt how hard his dick was in his sweats, making her almost pull out of the kiss to gasp. She got a half of a gasp in before he groaned and pulled her back into him, smashing their lips together.

Demetri dropped onto the couch, watching them. His half-soft cock was wet with spit and glistening. He took his cock in his hand and slowly pumped his sensitive cock, this was his second orgasm of the night after all and he needed to pace himself.

When Hawk pushed his hands up Reader's shirt, squeezing and pinching her pudge sides, she pulled away and squealed with a smile. She felt hot all over and his little squeeze game was not helping with that. She smiled at him, giggling, then licked her lips and bit her lip.

He could tell something was on her mind. "What is it?"

"Can we go somewhere else?" she asked, a little shy.

He looked at Demetri, who nodded, and Hawk nodded to her. "Hell yeah."

They took her to their bedroom and threw the comforter off. Hawk laid her down and kissed her again, pulling moans out of her as his hands wandered her sides again. He loved feeling her soft fat spill between his fingers and he found the best place for that to happen be her stomach and waist, both being so soft and squeezable. Demetri teased him for it lightly as he crawled onto the bed beside him, which earned him a middle finger as Hawk didn't dare pull out of the hot make-out session to tell him off.

Demetri was impatient and wanted to see them naked, so he started pulling at Hawk's shirt. It got a little annoying and Hawk pulled away, grunting as he was forced to part from Reader's hot, swollen lips. Demetri was satisfied to get his shirt off, pulling it over Hawk's head and tossing it aside. Once it was off, his lips descended upon Hawk's lean body and kissed along the scaling skin, along his back, and his huge tattoo that Demetri swore up and down he didn't care that much for (but that was a lie because he found it to be so hot on his skin). Hawk did something similar, kissing Reader's jaw and down to her neck. Her shirt came off next when he wanted to kiss further down her body.

He licked his lips as he got a look at her fat tits in her cute bra. He had that undone soon enough and tossed it aside, staring at her tit. "Dem, look at how pretty she is."

Demetri pulled away and looked over Hawk's shoulder at her, eyes unable to stay in one place as he took in the sight of her. "Wow."

From where she lay, Reader was breathless, but it wasn't just because of the heavy making out she'd just been doing. It was the eyes on her, soaking up her upper body in a way she didn't know could make her feel all hot and bothered. She squirmed under their gaze, smiling at their flattering words. She looked away from them though, unsure of what to do or say. It made what happened next a bit of a shock.

A hot mouth came down on her nipple, sucking on it lightly, quickly followed by a second mouth that lapped at her other pert nipple. She gasped and moaned, eyes fluttering closed as she felt ecstasy course through her like hot lava. It all sent sensations to her core, which was throbbing behind her wet panties. She whined at the need to be touched there, there and everywhere else. She found herself wanting to be touched by Hawk and Demetri's big hands all over her body and she needed them so desperately, but she didn't know how to tell them that. The words were lost on her as their mouths played with her tits, sucking and teasing them mercilessly.

When Hawk had enough of sucking hickeys onto her skin, he moved further down her body while one of Demetri's hand took hold of her abandoned tit. Hawk's lips kissed a trail down her tummy, occasionally biting the soft fat as to tease her and hear her yelp. It was so hot, but not as hot as what waited for him between her legs.

He sat up some to pull her comfy pants off along with her panties, finding her soaking wet pussy. She was untouched, so he knew she was tight and that he was going to have to prep her if they were going to do anything other than oral and hand stuff. So he touched her gently and listened for her reaction, unable to see her face very well thanks to Demetri.

She gasped as he slid his thumb over her slit, spreading her wetness. He asked, "How's that?"

"Nice," she breathed out.

He hummed and nodded, watching her hole. "Tell me if you get uncomfortable or if it hurts and I'll stop. The last thing I want to do is hurt you."

"Okay," she said, moaning softly because Demetri was seemingly insatiable when it came to her fat, pretty tits. He was doing wonders on her and it was sending jolts of pleasure down to her cunt, making her wetter than she even knew. "What are you going to do, Hawk?"

"I'm gonna finger you," he told her. He knew it might tire her out and that would be as far as they got, but if that were going to be the case, then he was going to do one Hell of a job at it. Only time would tell.

She whined softly and her hips thrust up as he lightly touched her clit, making Hawk realize she wasn't just untouched but touch-starved. It made him want to give her everything, but he had to pace it out. He knew he couldn't overwhelm her. He shushed her as she whimpered. "It's okay, I'm gonna make you feel so good."

At that promise, he slid one long finger into her cunt. He was right, she was tight, but her abundance of wetness made it easy to slid in knuckle-deep and he bit his lip as he watched her hungry little cunt take his digit. It was so hot. Not to mention she moaned so pretty when he did it. He slowly pulled his finger out and pushed it back in, getting her used to the feeling.

"Oh my god," she moaned softly, the feeling of his single finger accompanied by Demetri's ravishing of her tits had her head a little foggy. She couldn't help the way her hips tried to wiggle and move with Hawk's movements, making him use his free hand to hold her still, which somehow made it better. "Feels nice."

"Yeah?" he asked, smirking to himself. He was proud to hear that he could pleasure her like this. Especially since it was her first time doing anything like this. So he added a second finger and it felt nice, his fingers wrapped up in her pussy. "Shit, you're so fucking tight, baby. Wanna stretch you out."

She whined as he pushed a third finger into her, the stretch a little strange. It wasn't exactly discomfort but it was a new feeling. Her cunt clenched around his fingers and she gushed with fluid, making Hawk grin wide. He leaned down and lapped up her juices, moaning at her almost sweet taste. "Fuck, you taste divine."

When he added his tongue to the mix, Reader felt lost in the pleasure. It was the most stimulation she'd ever had at one time and as his fingers thrust in and out of her tight cunt, which was being stretched out for the first time, his tongue was lapping at her pussy lips, and Demetri was squeezing and sucking on her tits, it was over for her. She came in seconds, throwing her head back as she cried out for them so pretty. Her hands twisted up the sheets and pulled on them, almost taking them off the mattress. It was such a pretty sight, Demetri and Hawk pulled away from her to watch, except Hawk finger fucked her through it, watching her squirt all over her hand and wrist and the bedsheets.

Demetri squirmed as he watched her, cock throbbing between his legs. His lips were swollen and wet from playing with her tits so much, having left them drool-covered and perky. Pre cum dripped from the tip of his cock as he couldn't take his eyes off of her. He was due for another orgasm without a doubt, but edged himself by squeezing the base of his cock.

Hawk pulled his fingers out of Reader's twitching cunt when she finished, her body tired and shaking under their gazes. She lay there for a moment, out of breath and reeling from her first orgasm ever. Her thighs were shaking the most, trembling and jiggling with the post-orgasm bliss. She smiled, eyes still closed, as she collected herself.

"I think she's done for tonight," Demetri muttered, almost sad to say it. However, neither of them were going to push her limits, and she was clearly at her end.

Hawk smirked, obviously proud of himself. "Yeah, well, I haven't gotten my dick wet yet, so come here, babe."

Demetri followed the order happily, letting Hawk take hold of him and manhandle him to hover over Reader's exhausted body. His long, hard cock slapped against her stomach, making her open her eyes and see what they were doing, further flustered to find the two preparing to fuck over her. It made her sensitive cunt clench around nothing and she whined, biting her lip.

Hawk shoved his pants down to his knees and used Reader's hot juices to prep his cock and Demetri's hole, who was moaning so pretty for him. He didn't need a lot of prep, his hole was almost always ready to take Hawk, so he closed his eyes as Hawk pushed in and didn't waste time letting him get used to the feeling of being full.

The pace was radically different than what Reader had experienced a moment ago. From under them, she watched Demetri's face as he moaned and called out Hawk's real name - Eli - while his cock rubbed against her belly. She could only stare for a moment as they grunted and groaned over her, and when she looked over Demetri's shoulder, Hawk was staring right at her. He smirked.

"This is his dirty little fantasy," he told her of Demetri. "It's all he's dreamed of since we met you, to get fucked up the ass while you watch. And get fucked while you help him get off. And so much more. Fuck, the things he wants us to do to him, and what he wants to do to you."

At hearing all of this, Reader gaped. She couldn't believe it, but after everything they just did, she had to. So, she brought her hands up to her belly and clasped them gently around Demetri's hard cock. He whined at the feeling, dropping his head to look at it. She didn't apply a lot of pressure, letting him fuck her hands, and he was mesmerized by it. It also helped him come a lot faster, not that his previous two orgasms hadn't helped in that either.

He came in large spurts, his still-heavy balls holding too much for his own good. He came all over Reader, shots of cum reaching her tits as she lay under him and his trembling body. And even though he' was coming, Hawk was still fucking him hard. Hawk pulled his hips back into his thrusts fast and hard until he, too, came a buckets worth in his boyfriend. He grunted as he finished just as Demetri was tapering off.

Hawk pulled out of Demetri and helped him lay beside Reader, thoroughly exhausted. He could barely hold his eyes open as his cock finally got a break, making Hawk laugh as he made a trip to their master bathroom to grab a few warm rags. When he returned, Demetri was mumbling about how that was some of the best sex he'd ever had, missing how Reader was dipping her finger in the cum that was pooled between her tits and eating it. She moaned and Demetri took it as a hum of agreement, mind gone after his third and final orgasm of the night, which was a lot for him.

Hawk cleaned himself up before wiping Demetri down, leaving Reader for last as she seemed to enjoy Demetri's cum as a post-sex treat. Demetri whined as his soft cock was gently wiped down and the rag was tossed aside.

"You overdid it," Hawk laughed in his ear softly and Demetri swatted him away, face scrunching up in slight annoyance. "It's true."

Once they were cleaned up enough, Hawk got a fresh rag and wiped Reader's wet thighs and sensitive pussy. She gasped and watched him. He used his tongue to lap up some of Demetri's cum off her body, making eye contact with her as he did it. Her heart beat in her chest fast and hard, but she was too tired to do anything about it.

He followed his tongue with the rag and then grabbed the comforter off the floor, throwing it over her and Demetri before crawling under it on her other side. He threw an arm over her and cuddled up to her, then grabbed Demetri and pulled him in.

Before he could doze off, Reader's sweet voice break through the haze,

"Um... does this mean I'm, like, your girlfriend?" she asked, then quickly added, "Both of your girlfriend?"

"Only if you wanna be ours," he told her, then peppered kisses on her neck. "We'd be more than happy if you were apart of our relationship."

"Mmhmm," Demetri hummed, too tired to form words. Hawk was almost scared he'd fucked him dumb.

"Oh, okay," Reader said, smiling tiredly.

As she cuddled up to each of them, Hawk was assured that she was theirs. The details could be worked out in the morning.

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sillylittleravenpuff · 22 days

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Grrrr y'all where are all the Natty lovers!

I made a new oc for a rp recently who I happen to ship with Natty, because she fit well and she's literally so sweet and she fucking deserves it.

And NO NATTY X OC?!? NO NATTY X MC??

Why is there no Natasi Onai posts man??

Look, I get everyone likes Sebastian Sallow and Ominis Gaunt, I get it they're fun characters. But they arent the ONLY characters. I feel like most of the fandom just sees Seb, Ominis, Garreth, a bit of Imelda, and once a month you guys remember Poppy sweeting exists. (Except @runicxraven, shoutout to my friend and mutual who got Poppy content)

We need more fans of smaller characters! Give me the Amit simps, give me Natty fans. Give me an Arthur Plummly enjoyer! HELL- LET ME FIND MY TRUE PEOPLE- Let there be Sirona Ryan simps!! Just- maybe not to many cause she is my wife.

So yeah, if you like an underrated character or know someone with underrated character content, tag me so I can follow more cool people >:))

While your at it- GIVE ME MORE QUEER HOGWARTS LEGACY CHARACTERS.

Show me your trans mc! Or your mlm/wlw ships! Just PLEASE I need a little spice!!

Edit: AND DONT FORGET PEOPLE OF COLOR. Maybe Im just missing them but I would like to see more non white mcs too. Or even just more appreciation for non white characters. I swear yall, J.k R*wling isn't going to ascend from hell and whoop you on the tush if you add diversity.

Edit 2: now I ship her with Imelda lmao. Gonna make another oc/mc for natty someday tho cuz my girl DESERVES her day in the sun

#hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy fandom #hphl #Natasi Onai #natty onai #poppy sweeting #amit thakkar #Everrett Clopton #Samantha Dale #arthur plummly #underrated character #Lgbtq+#Bipoc

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crispycreambacon · 3 months

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S-oar Wounds

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Warning: The fic above contains brief depictions of violence, gore and death. Moreover, the themes of this fic heavily involve trauma, specifically PTSD. If any of the following distresses you, please read with caution or refrain from clicking the fic.

The Professor finally reunites the Sword and the Oar after years of being apart. But can they even be together again after everything that happened to them?

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Fun fact! The Oar's piece is based on "Gifu Road Station: Godo, Nagara River Cormorant Fishing Boat" by Keisai Eisen and Utagawa Hiroshige. Another fun fact! The Oar's palette lowkey looks like the gay mlm flag while the Sword's palette looks like the lesbian flag. How fun! How gay even :3

Anyways, Happy Valentine's Day, everyone!! I hope y'all are doing swell whether you're spending today with your partner, your friends, your family, or you're simply vibing. As for me, I cooked up another fic featuring your favourite gay couple! Don't let the oar pun in the title fool ya, this is uhm. I think you can tell from the warning :D

The fic has it all! We got:

An exploration of the Sword and the Oar, particularly how they grapple with their trauma and how it affects their relationship with each other

Honest depictions of, well, life which can get ugly, and sometimes, they don't know how to handle it, but it's okay! It's part of the process

A really cute friendship between the Professor and the Oars! (Albeit the Professor and the Sword uh. Not exactly wholesome especially at the start-)

Hand-holding! And hugs. And general physical affection to even out the amount of drama radiating from this fic

A happy ending! Because they deserve it god DAMN IT

If all of that sounds like up your alley, you can click here to read the fic, click the title or search "S-oar Wounds" by crispycreambacon on AO3. This was a very interesting and cathartic piece to write, and I hope you get even a fraction of that catharsis while reading it too.

Thank you for showing interest in the fic, and even if you don't end up reading it, I hope you enjoy the art. Have a lovely day, everyone!

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thesupernaturalhouse · 2 months

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Damn yall are liking this Hazbins Fallen au- I'm glad!! Honestly I was hoping people would like it but like, still a shock you know-

Anywaysss, I am busy but figured I'd post some fact/headcanons of the au, aoke plot points, mostly surrounding Emily because she's the main change of the au

Emily has a pretty big sweet tooth, and when she does get sweets she always gets extra for Razzle and Dazzle

Again, I will say this, Vaggie, Charlie and Emily are wrangle and dazzles moms. Keekee is not counting as a child cause the seems more like. A ept while Razzle and Dazzle seem mroe sentient, at least to me

Charlie and Seviathans relationship, post break up ofc, is like Ron Swanson and Tammy 2s, no the uh- getting back together part but the '....she's here-' part, Charlie absolutely hates his guts and whenever he's near her more demon features come out as she looks around trying to spot him

Emily barely holds herself back from killing slaviathen, you'd think it'd be Vaggie, but no, it's Emily

Emily design resembles a succubus, it was by complete accident, she lieks the color of horns and didn't realize what it could resemble-

Emily absolutely hates Al but hides it ebhidn a cheerful smile, silent anger so to speak(she does end up snapping at Al and I am so excited to write that scene)

Husk is Emily's father figure I already have a whole chaoter planned surrounding how they bon, Emily calls him dad from that chaoter onwards

Angle constantly makes 'I fucked you dad' jokes, even if they aren't true, at Em cause he knows it pushes her buttons....she retaliated by buying water balloons and throwing them at him one day when he makes the same joke again

Husk just watches.

In the pilot, vaggie holds up her spear and Emily pushes it down like "...no, no..." the Katy says soemthing homophobic and she immediately moves her hand away and says "nevermind. Do what you want."

Emily hates waking up early, she's done it for YEARS in heaven she'll eb damned if she does it for more in hell (plus there's nobody on her about being on time to places)

You knwo that scene where Husk is calling everyone out? Well, he looks at Emily and goes "and SHES....well....I've got nothing on her, she's perfect" you can tell who his favorite is

Remember when angle brings them ti a bdsm club? Yeah, I've- I've got a FUN scene idea for that-

Screw shoes let charlie show her hooves- especially since I 70% sure that hoped animals have to walk on their hooves or else they risk a lot of different things so- yeah, I'm throwing away her shoes.

Also have her show sone more demon features, I love making designs so much- and of course their gonna be more animalistic, cause I love expanding on animal nosies and behaviors and stuff, it was always planned tho I didn't have a specfici bird in mind for vaggie until the hawk feather exorcists au, she also makes moth noises

I am going to have so much fun making their designs-

Also, Emily and Peter are best friends in this au, mlm and wlw solidarity when they go back up to heaven while Sera is tlaking Peter is jsut staring at her

'I know' she knows he knows....she silently promises to catch him up before the trial and he finally looks away satisfied

I feel liek while Emily would be very quick to accept husk is her father figure I think Husk would be a bit hesitant to accept that HE is a father figure

You know victor from lackadaisy? I dont knwo why but I kinda like to imagine husk as him- like I'm debating if I should make husk have had a daughter when he was alive who he didn't get to see cause of the divorce and turned to alcoholism slowly. And Em reminds him if her and that makes him SCARED

Fun little idea I had that I may or may not include, depends how I'm feeling honestly, I do wanna ta leats keep some things liek how 'gruff' he is and apply it to husk, idm I feel like their personalities are every similar, thoguh that might jsut be me-

Husk would teach Emily how to play Chess

Charlie knows Vaggie and Emily are angles and all that stuff, as I've said before. So I'm debating wether or not to keep Al's deal in, I think I will but tweak it a bit

I love Al, but he is an above avrage overlord at best, the only reason he was able to fight agaisnthe exrocists and Adam was due to them not being used to people attacking BACK and seeing it more as entertainment then actual hunting.

Anyways Em may or may not call him out casually on multiple occasions- 'he does realize if he fights Adam he'll die- oh, and there he goes called it!' She doesn't like him

Em was very much called 'lucifers replacement' by many angles, not Sera but even Sera soemtimes accidentally said lucis name instead of Ems at Keats a few times. Anyways she hates lucifer despite never meeting him and for soem reaosn never realized he was Charlie's father-

Al and Rosie are Charlie's uncle and aunt, foudn family my beloved

The reveal that Emily is Emily the seraphim....well, lets hsut say when revealing vaggie to be an exrocist doesn't work. lute notices how fimiliar Em looks..... it's gonna be a very interesting chaote rthats for certain

Speaking of the episode list- probably gonna alter them cut ep6 into 2 parts to, I'll make a diffeent post about it-

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel vaggie #hazbin hotel au #hazbin hotel charlie #hazbin hotel emily #hazbin hotel angle dust #hazbin hotel husk #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin hotel lucifer #chaggiem #chaggie #huskerdust #but its pretty minor. main focus is on the girls. as it should be!#hazbins fallen au

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beastyboyxx · 4 months

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Your Body, My Rules. ★★★

Summary: With a rough gig resulting in you almost eating another bullet to the head, you decided to treat yourself in the best way you knew how. Although it slipped your mind that Johnny had front row seat to your whole sexual situation.

Warnings: Dialogue Heavy, Smut, MLM, Johnny Taking Control, Getting Caught, Handjob, Overstimulation, Johnny Is An Asshole, Teasing, Humiliation, Ruined Orgasm, Multiple Orgasms, Johnny Using Your Arms, Forceful Johnny, Restraining, Forced Orgasm, Choking.

Characters: Johnny Silverhand

Category: One-Shot

Series: Cyberpunk 2077

Word Count: 1691

Your hand was working its magic. It didn’t take much for you to be in bed, kicking your shorts off and stroking your cock like no tomorrow. Who wouldn’t after the night you had.

Some gig you took on was a spoon full. Wraiths giving you a proper beat down while you tried to hack some data. Eventually, it ended in a blood bath as usual. And now you were pissed you had just risked your life for some lousy data that probably meant jack shit.

It was enough. For now at least, but it wouldn’t hurt to get a joytoy, although it was a bit embarrassing to do so. Especially ordering one to arrive at your doorstep. So your hand would have to suffice.

Leaning up, adjusting so my back was firm against the wall I spat onto my palm and continued. The sensation that was so familiar never got old surprisingly.

“Fuck… yeah that’s good.” I groaned. My head dropping back to the wall as I closed my eyes to take in all of the feeling.

“Well what the fuck.”

My heart skipped a beat. It wasn’t exactly honorable to get caught with your shorts down and cock sprung out. Quickly I tossed a blanket over my bits in a blink. My eyes darted around my apartment but no one was seen.

“The hell—? I… oh fuck.” My head fell back with a groan. It clicked, like a lightbulb flickering on. It was none other than the annoying construct Johnny Silverhand.

“Truly a sight to behold. My fleshy prison jackin’ himself off to get some edge.” His voice was wired into my brain. Almost as if he was right in my ear. “Did you really get all pent up you forgot about the little voice in your head?”

“Can it Johnny. You’d be doing the same.” I spat out. More pissed knowing I had been caught. Especially with peeping eyes that could’ve been watching the whole time.

“Quick to assume. I don’t blame you though but Jesus you are horrible at handjobs.”

“Not your place to be criticizing how I pleasure myself. Fuck this—“ I reached over to the nightstand. The blockers Misty had given me were practically shining as I outstretched my hand.

“What— Johnny what did you do.”

My whole arm flexed and stopped. It was like some force was keeping my arm outstretched. “What the fuck!?”

Suddenly my arm was forced onto the sheets of my bed, then my arm raised up to meet my face. My fingers clenched then released all not by my own doing. Johnny chuckled deep within my head.

“Now we’re talkin. Just sit back and relax, I’m taking the reins for this show.” Johnny lowered my hand to my throbbing length.

“Hey—! Johnny I swear—“ my free hand darted down trying to stop him. It repeated, arm stopped midway and was forced back behind my head.

The position I was in was like some beer dad relaxing on the beach although it was a cock in hand rather than a cold one. Very fitting for Silverhand.

“Knock it off already! Jesus Johnny!”

“Not till I’ve had my fun. Just because we now share the same body doesn’t mean I can’t indulge myself. Your body, my rules.”

“That doesn’t make any sense— ohh god…”

Johnny began stroking, using my hand as his own. I couldn’t tell if he felt it too, but god it was electrifying. The image of your hands jacking yourself off even though it isn’t your doing was igniting some sick kink in my mind.

His laugh echoed in my head. If he decided to appear I’d probably be fully at his mercy. Silverhands pace was moderate, not too fast not too slow. My head rolled back, eyes closing, as I tried to imagine it was me rather than Johnny doing the stroking. Just to save myself as much dignity I had left.

“Yeah that’s it…” Johnny purred. “Just relax…” every word he slurred out in a breathy whisper. You could hear the smile through his voice.

“Shut up already…mmmhh-“

“You like this huh? Somebody else using your body. Y’know it’s me who’s jacking you off right?”

“Just shut up—!”

“Really going to yell at your caretaker?”

Suddenly Johnny sped up. His hand moving at a vigorous pace that had my legs tense, and my head roll forward as curses pooled out.

“You digital prick—! Fuuuuck! Hahhh”

“Let’s roll out the red carpet for this first one yeah? Make it so you’re drooling like a dog.”

“You’re such an asshole— Mmmngh!” I bit my lip. It was embarrassing enough I was reacting but the noises really got under my skin. Maybe Johnny wanted that.

Silverhand chuckled. He knew exactly what he was doing and I hated it. I hated him. I hated this.

“Almost there already? Jesus you’re sick…”

“You— would… be the sa—me… Aahhh slow down!”

“Not gunna happen. Not till you’re begging me for mercy, that alone would probably make my own little bubble pop.” Johnny moved my right hand down to my throat. My thumb pressing into my adams apple til all fingers were wrapped tightly around my throat.

“So indulge me. Your body is mine.”

His stroking quickened, then slowed, then my hand ran up to the aching head of my cock that was already slick with precum. Johnny running my fingers around the head shaping it into an O shape. My waist and lower legs tensed and flexed until I felt my body slip away control of my lower bits.

It was horrifically embarrassing. Johnny was fucking my hips into my hand like some pitiful desperate slob. But god did it feel good. It was in this moment I was thankful he couldn’t read my thoughts. Not entirely.

My eyes rolled back. The sight was one to witness, and definitely one to rile anybody up with a hard on n’ such. Considering the position my hand at my throat, my hips desperately bucking up into my hand that kept still. All of it mine, but not by me. Johnny you sick fuck.

It wouldn’t be long until I popped. Rearing near I felt that build up to the final blow. Although I don’t think Johnny wants this to be a “one and done” game.

“John—ny! Jesus Christ! You… Hahh— bastard—! Fuuuuuck!!”

Strings of my slick shot out in ropes. My body gaining back some control while I bucked out a few more thrusts into my hand. I fell back onto the bed, panting from the erotic handjob given by Silverhand.

“Perfect. Now that you’re all hot and bothered let’s get to the real fun part.”

My body tensed again, arms down at my already sensitive cock while my legs were spread apart.

…

Some time had passed. My mind was fogged along with my apartment turning into a hazy blur. I lost count but was easily reminded of how many times I already came from that stupid fucking voice buried deep into my head.

“Whoa! That makes what…? Three? Four? Jesus kid.” Johnny smirked with his voice. I wanted to gut him.

“Haahhh— You sick… fuck.” A loud, erupting groan rolled my head back.

Johnny had my hand jerking on my cock while my free hand was holding my body up. My back facing the ceiling as my waist was lifted, thanks to Johnny. He was hoping to coat the sheets again with the already found pool just underneath me.

“C’mon… I know you got at least one more. A man of your stature doesn’t have a lot of time to fuck his stress away.”

“You talk… to mu—ch…!”

“I think you like it. Your cock gets all kinds of bothered whenever I choose to speak up.”

“No shit.” My jaw clenched, eyes dropping to the sight of my hand once again jerking out another orgasm.

“You can give Johnny one more can’t you?”

“God damnit—!”

My eyes screwed shut as that familiar erotic sensation rolled through my body. My toes curled as I took a fist full of the sheets. Another ready to ruin my bed—

“Not so fast.” Johnny purred. My hand stopping at the vigorous speed to a squeezing stop. My body jerked as it tried to release but to no avail.

“What the fuck Johnny!?”

“What? Gotta have a little fun for myself right? You get it.”

“You’re an asshole…!”

“Right, say that to the guy who’s been jacking your cock for the past hour now.”

Johnnys voice chuckled deep within my brain. Johnny forcing me to lift myself as I faced my pillows. Once again one hand at my cock and another at my throat.

Johnny had my hips in control, mercilessly thrusting them into the prison of my own hand. This wasn’t the same from the first two times, he was genuinely trying to make me feel utter misery mixed with pleasure that couldn’t be ignored.

My bed sheets ruined, cock glistening, and the smell of shame and sex filled the small apartment. Johnny having front row to the entire show ate it all up with no room to leave any leftovers. The legend loved every second of my sexed out misery.

What felt like an eternity of fucking into my hand my cock gave out once final pool of thick slick oozing out in strings onto the bed. My body shook, and my legs flexed before I fell onto the soft sheets. The bed bouncing a bit.

“Atta boy, now you’ll be stress free and all rested up for the big day tomorrow. You’re welcome, maybe next time I’ll have you fuck some fleshlight.”

“Jus’ shut up already Johnny…” I slurred out. My eyes already shut as I relaxed into the bed, my body still fuzzy and tingling from the overwhelming session I endured.

Although it wouldn’t hurt to try it again…

#m4m #male reader #cyberpunk 2077 #johnny silverhand #cyberpunk johnny #johnny silverhand smut #johnny silverhand x male reader #johnny silverhand x reader #oneshot #mlm #x male reader

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xxbimbobunnyxx · 5 months

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Situations

90s!Guitarist Eddie Munson x Lead Singer/Guitarist!Reader

(Collab with my love @bimbobaggins69 read her part Here)

Summary: You and your Girlfriend’s all girl band Arwen get the opportunity to open for up and coming band Corroded Coffin. When the guitarist and his boyfriend catch the eye of you and your girlfriend, you can’t help but hope theres more fun in store after the show. WK:2.2k

Warnings:Eventual smut(foursome), wlw x mlm polyamory, drinking, cigarette smoking, girls kissing, wlw fluff, flirting. 18+MDNI Divider used is by @firefly-graphics

Adrenaline rushed through you as you pushed open the heavy bar doors, the muggy air flooding your senses. Your feet slightly stuck to the beer stained floor, the smell of cigarettes and the faint smell of weed bringing a smile to your face. You were always pumped before playing a show with your band, getting to be up there with your friends and your girlfriend was the highlight of your life. But you were especially excited tonight. You were opening for a more popular band and as your eyes scanned the room you could tell it was going to be the largest crowd you’ve ever played for.

The closer it got to your set the prospect of being up there in front of all these people made your body buzz. That wasn’t the only thing that had you so excited though, you were hoping there was some fun in store for you after the show as well. Right before you came in you had stopped outside to smoke a pre-show cigarette and while you were standing there you saw one of the most beautiful men you’ve ever seen.

He was standing on the sidewalk in front of the bar, smoking a cigarette of his own and he couldn’t take his eyes off you. When you first looked up at him his plump pink lips formed into a smirk, his dark eyes shamelessly raking over your body. You returned his smirk, your own eyes drinking in his form. His curly hair that touched his shoulders looked soft to the touch, he had eyeliner smudged around his large eyes, making them look sultry. His upper half was adorned in a leather jacket with nothing underneath, the front left open to reveal his tattoo covered torso and chest. His large fingers that held his cigarette were adorned with chunky silver rings, and when your eyes traveled down you saw he was wearing distressed black jeans and chunky black boots. You couldn’t help but bite your lip at the sight of him.

You held eye contact with him while you stomped your cigarette out, wiggling your fingers at him in a small wave and flashing him a wink before heading inside. If tonight went how you were hoping, you would fucking rock the show, and afterwards you and your girl could have some fun with a really hot metal head. You know she was going to think he was just as sexy as you did.

You look around the room until your eyes land on your girlfriend, sitting at the bar looking as pretty as ever. You walk up behind her, wrapping your arms around her shoulders, nuzzling your nose into her sweet smelling neck.

“Hey baby, you ready to start setting up?” You ask her as you flash her the kind of smile that was reserved for her alone.

“Yeah pretty girl, let’s go.” She stands from the barstool and places a sticky lip gloss kiss on your cheek, wrapping her arm around your waist as you lead her back stage.

You and her shuffle into the small “dressing room” which was really just a staff room that they added a single vanity and a couch into. You strip yourself of your regular clothes, pulling your stage outfit out of your bag so you can change. The black leather skirt you chose to wear tonight was about as mini as it could get without your entire ass hanging out. Your shirt isn’t a shirt at all but just black skull nipple pasties, you and all the girls decided to wear them tonight. You were all about shock value. You pull on your shiny black platform boots and attempt to fasten the bat harness that sits just under your tits but you can’t quite get it, having to ask your girlfriend for help.

You look around the room at your band, a smile spreading across your face. Your beautiful girlfriend, Sage, in her little pink mini skirt, those pasties that you honestly just want to rip off. You knew she was nervous about hitting her new baseline tonight but you also knew she would rock it. Your drummer, Chrissy, and her girlfriend, Rotten Robin, who made the keyboard sound more metal than you ever thought possible were also adorning pasties of their own.

You felt good. Confident. You knew the lyrics to your songs like the back of your hand, you could play the guitar riffs in your sleep. You guys were going to blow the crowd away. You always had faith in your girls. Once everyone was dressed and ready to go you all grabbed your instruments and headed to the side stage to wait for your queue.

You could tell Sage was nervous, reaching out to grab her hand and rub soothing circles on it. She seemed to calm down momentarily between your touch and Chrissy’s encouragement, that is until Robin, who meant well, reminded her of the amount of people waiting for you to step on that stage.

“Baby, don’t be nervous, you’re going to fucking nail that baseline and everyone here is going to fucking love us. We’ve got this.” You smile at her sweetly, giving her hand a squeeze when the stage manager lets you know it’s show time.

Chrissy counts you down from three, playing the first drum beats. You strum your first chords, belting out the lyrics to your first song of the night. People immediately go crazy, jumping, head banging, even a few familiar faces from previous shows in the crowd singing along to the words. It brought a huge smile to your face. Your confidence increased as the songs went on.

Arwen was known for putting on a show, always. Dancing seductively with your instruments, you’ve been told more than once that the way your lips move against the microphone when you sing was alluring. The nipple pasties just upped the game.

“Thank you guys so much for coming out!! I know most of you are here to see Corroded Coffin, let’s hear it for them for having us tonight!!” The crowd erupts with cheers. “We only have two songs left for you so I hope you enjoy them!”

Robin starts this song, and as she plays her opening solo you let your guitar swing behind your back, walking a few feet across the stage to your girlfriend and pulling her close.

“You’re gonna rock this solo baby girl.” You whisper in her ear so only she hears, pulling back to grab her face and planting a wet kiss on her lips. She lets her tongue lick across your bottom lip and you immediately grant her access. Your sweaty bodies sticking together as everyone cheered. It wasn’t an Arwen show if you and your girlfriend didn’t kiss at least once on stage.

“Thank you guys, we have been Arwen!!!” You yell into the mic as your last song comes to an end. You scan the crowd, catching the eye of the guy from outside. There’s a guy next to him that’s just as cute but very much his opposite whispering in his ear and it makes you bite your lip. You decide to blow him a little kiss on your way off stage, earning a Cheshire Cat smirk from him in return. You ran off stage, jumping and giggling with your band.

“You guys that was fucking awesome!! That was definitely the best show we’ve ever put on!” You gush. “And you absolutely nailed that baseline you’ve been working on, I told you you would.” You nudge her arm with yours, a lustful look in your eye as your eyes roamed her form.

“Yeah, yeah I know, I should listen to you more.” She playfully rolls her eyes at you, wrapping her arms around your waist and placing little kisses on your neck, making you giggle. She lets you know she’s off to get drinks. You give her your order before following the hall to the back door, pushing it open and letting the cool air hit your overheated skin.

The heavy door slams shut behind you and you let out a deep breath, letting your sticky back rest against the brick wall behind you.

“That was a fucking awesome performance.” A voice came from the left of you, deep and husky, and when you looked over you saw the guy. He was even more beautiful up close, big round eyes with eyeliner you wanted to smudge even more and another cigarette perched between his soft looking pink lips. The septum piercing he had fit him perfectly, and leather jacket hanging open just enough for you to be able to see that his nipples were pierced, fuck.

“Yeah?” You smirk at him, turning towards him, your shoulder resting against the brick and your arms crossed, pushing your pasty covered tits together. “You think so? I honestly think it was the best show we’ve ever played. I’m damn proud of my girls.”

“Yeah you were fucking awesome, you all were, but your guitar skills are good as hell and your voice is insane. Also, Arwen? If that’s in reference to what I think it is I might fall in love with you.” Damn, he’s bold. But so are you.

“Thanks, pretty boy.” You shoot him a wink. “If you’re thinking Lord Of The Rings, then yes that’s exactly what it’s in reference to. A nerdy metal head? Just my type.”

You lean down and pull out the pack of cigarettes you had tucked into your boot, not noticing your mystery man stepping closer to you. When you stood back up you jumped at his proximity.

“Geez! You scared the shit out of me, what are you a rogue or something? Give a girl a warning signal next time, damn!” You giggled when you said it, so he knew you were just messing with him but he was stuck on the fact that you definitely just made a D&D reference.

“You play D&D?” He raised an eyebrow at you, reaching for your pack before you can, pulling out one of your cigarettes and holding it up to your lips. You take it in your mouth, making sure your lips brush his fingers. You let him hold his lighter out to you, lighting it for you.

“Yeah, me and the girls, we have a few other people in our group but I’m the DM.” You take a pull from your cigarette, blowing the smoke in his face.

“Damn no way? I’m the DM for my group too. Did somebody cook up my dream girl in a factory or something? If I’m a rouge does that make you an elven metal head princess?” His eyes were wide, his cheeks dusted a light pink at his own confession. He was adorable.

“You’re cute.” You giggle, playfully hitting his combat boot clad foot with your own. “I gotta go find my band but maybe we can meet up later?”

“Yeah, you wanna meet here?”

“Sure thing, catch ya later cutie.” You stomp your cigarette, walking away from him with a smirk and a finger wave for the second time that night.

“I will be counting down the seconds, elven princess!!” He yells after you and you chuckle, yeah, he was really fucking adorable.

You pop into the green room to try and find Sage but she wasn’t there so you set off into the crowd of people squished together in the room to try and find her. You look over at the bar and don’t see her, figuring she must’ve already grabbed the drinks you start to weave through the crowd, keeping your eyes peeled for her. You ended up getting caught up in a conversation with a few nice girls who had been to your previous shows. They gushed over your performance and how cute you and your girlfriend were together.

“Baby, there you are!” Your head whipped around at the sound of her voice, your girl walking towards you still adorning her stage outfit. Between how she looked tonight and your mystery guy you could feel your panties dampening already.

“Oh my god, babe!! I was just talking to the literal hottest guy!!” You grab your drink from her, taking a large sip.

“What! No way? I was also just talking to the hottest guy. What did he look li-“ she started to ask you but she was cut off by the sound of Corroded Coffin being announced, the room filing with cheers.

You clapped along with them. You’ve heard some of the band's music before but you had no idea what they looked like so when he stepped out on stage you nearly lost it. He had a guitar swung over his back and he had ditched his jacket. Fuck.

“That's the guy!!!” You and Sage shouted in unison. But when you looked over at her she was pointing at the singer, the more grunge looking guy who you saw the metal head whispering to during your performance. He wasn’t normally your type but something about him was doing it for you.

They started playing and you didn’t think this guy could get any hotter but when he got really into one of his solos his tongue stuck out of his mouth and he had a fucking tongue ring. It didn’t hurt that he was also an amazing guitar player. You and your girlfriend were gushing back and forth when Robin came up behind you abruptly gasping the lead singer's name. She told you that he was one of her closest friends and your mystery guy, Eddie, was his boyfriend.

“Oh, this is going to be so much fun.” You look at Sage with a devilish grin that she returns, definitely thinking the same thing you were.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fic #rockstar!eddie munson #rockstar!eddie x rockstar!reader #eddie munson x fem!reader #Tori & Dolly’s 90s band au #steddie x reader #steddie x fem!reader

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bell4lan · 2 years

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Don't Lose a Bet to Kamisato Ayato

Genre: Smut, small amount of fluff

DNI: fujoshis, mlm/nblm fetishizers, non-mlm/nblm

CW: Riding, reader wears a skirt + panties, unprotected sex, creampie, fingering

Character(s)/reader: Top Ayato x Bottom Male Reader

You sat in Ayato's office waiting for him to arrive, though you certainly weren't looking forward to it. A couple days ago, you and Ayato played a game of chess. You both are very good at chess, so he decided it would be fun if you guys made a bet. If you won, he'd do whatever you'd like. If he won, you'd do the same for him. You were confident in your chess skills, so you agreed to the deal.

However, you lost. Meaning today you'd have to do whatever your boyfriend wanted you to do. You weren't scared or anything, but Ayato always had some weird schemes up his sleeve so you were a bit nervous about what he had in mind.

The door opened and in came Ayato, holding a shopping bag in his hand.

"There you are. Ready for what I have planned?" He asked as he sat down behind his desk and placed the bag on it.

"I guess...as long as it's not super humiliating." You replied making Ayato laugh softly. He handed you the bag encouraging you to see what's inside. You took it and saw what looked like clothing. You pulled it out to take a better look.

It was a skirt. He wanted you to wear a skirt. That wouldn't be so bad right? It's not like you're going out in public, though even just walking around the estate wearing it would be enough to embarrass you.

"I knew it would be embarrassing." You mumble as you examined the skirt. It was a long skirt, so it wasn't like anything would be showing thankfully.

Ayato smirked at what you said, "I'm glad you like it." He joked after seeing the less than thrilled look on your face. You stuck your tongue out at him and got up to change in the bathroom.

"And where are you going?" He asked while he started doing his work.

"To go change?" You replied as though it was obvious.

"You can change here can't you? Or are you too embarrassed?" He teased looking up at you. You stared at him and started changing, slipping out of your bottoms into the skirt. It was flowy and reached down to your ankles. You couldn't lie, it was pretty comfortable.

"You look adorable." He said as he admired how you looked. His words were genuine, you could tell, but it still felt like he was teasing you.

"Thank you.." You mumbled as you fixed the skirt, feeling your face heat up. Even though it was just you two, you felt super embarrassed. You sat down and decided to watch him work so you could take your mind off your current situation.

30 minutes later Ayato breaks the comfortable silence between you two, "I'm quite thirsty, let's get some boba, hm?" He suggested and stood up.

"Don't you have some here?" You asked not really wanting to leave the office in your current outfit.

"No, I just ran out yesterday." Oh how convenient. You glared at him as he held out his hand to you. You hesitantly grabbed it and got up, following him out of the estate and onto the streets of Inazuma.

Being out in public like this was so much more embarrassing than being dressed like this with Ayato. You held onto his arm trying to not focus on the unwanted stares you got from some people. They weren't at all judgemental, in fact they were mostly curious stares, but they still made you want to curl up in a ball and hide.

"Don't be so embarrassed love, you look very handsome." He whispered lowly as he moved his arm out of your grasp and around your waist. His deep voice made you too flustered to say anything, so all you did was nod and lean into him more.

You both got the boba he wanted and walked back to his office. Once you finally arrived at the door, you opened it quickly and made your way in, not wanting to be out in the open any longer. Ayato smiled as he saw you hide your face in your hands as you sat down.

"Oh love, I promise there's no need to be embarrassed." He squatted down in front of you as he tried to reassure you.

"But it was embarrassing Ayato!" You said refusing to look at him. He gently grabbed your hands and moved them away from your face.

"Fine, I'll let you change, but it'll be something of my choice." He replied, holding your hand in his and rubbing your leg comfortingly.

"Hmm..okay.." You agreed hesitantly and watched as he walked to get another bag. Why does this seem so planned? He had another bag just waiting for you?

"I was going to wait until later, but right now you seem to need a distraction." He said as he handed you another bag. You grabbed it and looked inside.

It was another skirt, though this one appeared to be much shorter and was a lighter color than the one you were currently wearing.

"Is this supposed to make me feel better? It's even shorter." You huffed as you looked up at him.

"Just put it on love, don't worry no one else will see you. I'll make sure of it." He replied. This time he let you change in the bathroom connected to his office.

This skirt was far more embarrassing, especially when he snuck in some womens underwear with it. It barely covered your ass, but it did cover your dick so that was good, considering the panties barely supported it. You stepped out slowly and saw him look up at you in awe. He got up and walked over to you, putting his hands on your waist.

"Archons, you're absolutely stunning." He loved how you looked in the short skirt. He spun you around to get a good look and saw how it barely covered your ass.

"Looks like I didn't get a big enough size." He chuckled as he spun you towards him again. You hid your face in his chest, not able to stand his teasing. He smiled and walked back over to his desk, sitting down and pulling you on his lap so you face him.

"Be a good boy and stay still okay?" His voice deepened as he spoke and he squeezed your plump ass, making a shiver go down your spine. You nodded as you felt your face heat up again, and stayed as still as you could.

Ayato kept teasing you as he worked. He rubbed your ass and occasionally squeezed it like it was some kind of toy. You tried to stay still like he instructed, but it was so hard when he was touching you like that. Ayato moved his hand away and opened a desk drawer, pulling out a bottle of what looked like lube. He popped the cap open with one hand and handed it to you.

"Put some on my fingers." He instructed, so you squeezed some onto his fingers and then put the bottle on his desk. You heard his pen drop onto the hard wood and felt his hand move the panties aside. Cool fingers touched your puckered hole making you stiffen. You felt his finger slide into you with mild resistance making you grip onto his clothes.

Ayato started working again shortly after he started finger fucking you. He now had 3 fingers in your hole and you could barely keep quiet. His fingers were so close to touching your prostate and it was all you wanted.

Ayato felt himself get uncomfortably hard hearing your soft moans, so he pulled out his fingers and unbuckled his pants. The excitement in your eyes from seeing his cock made him chuckle. He positioned you over him and helped you sink onto his dick, groaning at the tightness of your hole.

He put his hands on your ass and helped you move, giving you encouraging squeezes every now and then. You were trying to hold back your moans, because the walls aren't exactly thick and anyone could walk in, but it seems like Ayato wanted you to be loud. He made sure your cock was sandwiched between your clothed stomach and his, providing you stimulation from both ends. It was so hard to hold back when all you wanted to do was scream.

You stuck your ass out and felt him hit your prostate dead on. Your needy moans got louder as his dick kept abusing the bundle of nerves, you couldn't hold back anymore. You didn't care if people heard you, all you cared about was Ayato's cock inside you.

You chanted his name as you rode him, feeling yourself get closer to release. Ayato wanted nothing more than to lift you up and fuck you on his desk, but watching you ride him in such a short skirt was so sexy, he wouldn't dare put an end to this display.

Your body shook as you finally reached your release, cum shooting out onto Ayato's clothes as he fucked you through your orgasm. You slumped against him and felt his cum fill up your hole, making you squirm.

Ayato ran his hands through your hair as you recovered, not yet pulling out because he didn't want to startle you. He saw that your thighs were still trembling and smirked to himself, feeling proud of what he did.

He held you close to him and whispered in your ear. "Are you alright? That wasn't too much for you was it?" You shook your head and mumbled what sounded like an "I'm okay" into his shoulder.

A couple minutes later you tried to sit up and felt something sticky on Ayato's clothing. You looked down and saw that your hand and his suit was covered in your cum.

"I'm so sorry Ayato, I've ruined your suit.." You immediately apologized, but all he did was smile at you.

"It's okay, I can always get it cleaned. It's not too hard to get out." Ayato was just saying that to make you feel better. Semen was hard to get out especially if he waited, but he didn't want you to feel guilty. It was all his fault after all.

He kissed your cheek and finally lifted you off his now soft cock. He noticed how his cum began to drip out of you, so he quickly grabbed the towel he had prepared beforehand.

"Would you like to take a shower or a bath?" He asked as he wiped up the cum.

"Bath. I'm starting to feel sore." Ayato nods and whispers an apology as he finishes cleaning up a bit.

"Don't apologize, it felt good." You said, giving him a shy smile.

"So would you wear this skirt again?" He smirks.

"Absolutely not." You said immediately dropping your smile. He laughed and gave you a kiss which you happily returned.

You wouldn't admit it until later, but you were lying. You totally would wear the skirt again, not only because Ayato seemed to really like it, but also because you felt so hot being fucked in it.

You definitely wanted to experiment with Ayato more often.

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Smut smut smut smutty smut smut.

Idk why I can't ever bring myself to make smut just pure smut, no softness. If I have full control over the plot I'm adding in some fluff idc !!

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