#idk man i think this is bouncing around in my head because I watched the Hillywood Parody

[nirby-wirby]

Why have the Hargreeves not danced to “We Are Family” by Sister Sledge yet?? Petition to have the series finale be them dancing to that song before the credits roll. Bonus points if a disco ball is there somehow

#tua #the umbrella academy #hargreeves siblings #nirby thinks #idk man i think this is bouncing around in my head because I watched the Hillywood Parody #And they danced to that song instead of “I Think We’re Alone Now”

[kadwrites]

the shelby charm | T.S

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summary ; tommy demonstrates his charm on an unsuspecting girl.

warnings ; idk bad writing? arranged marriage trope, soft!tommy bc hes so babygirl idc,

a/n ; let me know what you guys think! and im so glad you guys are liking this series <3 i genuinely didnt even think id write a second part but here we are ig

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"she what?" madeline asks with a gasp , her jaw is dropped.fiona froze mid-sip with her eyes wide open

"i know!" you nod , leaning in closer with your arms resting on the dining table. your eyes are wide, and you're laughing, still in disbelief of what happened.

it was around 8 in the morning, madeline and fiona dropped by early, they were too curious and excited to wait any longer.

celest is pacing around the table, with her 1 year old daughter rose , in her arms as she bounces her, shaking her head as if she can't believe it happened. you already told her the whole story, but she's still somehow taken aback

your parents are still asleep, the house is lit by the warm morning sunlight,  the scent of tea and toasted bread wafts around the house.

"she said ya cornered 'er? really?" madeline repeats what you said

"what else did she say to 'im?" fiona asks with a raised brow, she leans in closer as well

"i don't know , he didn't tell me anything besides that" you mutter, taking a bite of your slightly burned toast

"and he drove ya home?" fiona wiggles her brows at you 

"aye , he did. because that aunt of his left me stranded in that fucking office."

"she probably did that on purpose." celest adds with a laugh

"of course she fucking did" you say with a sigh

"he insisted on driving ya home aye?" celest teases , she sits on the table with you, bouncing rose on her lap.

"what kind of man would let a defenseless woman walk alone in the dark streets of birmingham" you resent that it made you feel giddy, you really did. it was just a polite gesture, you tell yourself.

"and what did he say to 'er afterwards?" fiona looks at you intently, too invested in the story to tease you.

"so that woman walks in yeah, and she walks straight to 'im. at that point she hadn't even said a word to me. and asks 'im to sign a fucking paper or something" you tuck a strand behind your ear and bringing your chair closer to the table. "and he says oh so y've met my fiancee ?"

at your words, everyone squeals  and giggles 

"would you shut up? it wasn't like that." you say with a whine, covering your face slightly 

"why else would he say that then?"

"to make 'er jealous? i dont know" you furrow your brows, taking another bite of toast 

"he did it to let 'er know what 'er place is" celest nods as she speaks, her daughter watches all of you , babbling as if adding to the conversation.

"anyways" you wave a dismissive hand "she said that she did and then he tells 'er that i'll be visiting the office often and he'd like 'er make me feel welcomed when hes not around"  you hold back a small smile that threatened to escape you.

it's childish, really. you didn't know the man, hell only a week ago, you hated the sound of his name.

all of them giggle and squeal, again. as if they were school girls

"i bet she cried 'erself to sleep that night" fiona snorts a laugh, sipping her tea 

"did you ask 'im if he's sleeping with 'er?" madeline chimes in

"i did, and he said he wasn't" you shrugged, leaning back on the chair

"and do ya believe 'im?" celest asks, not in a mocking or sarcastic way. she's genuinely curious 

"i think i do?" you sigh, then lick your lips "he seemed honest enough i guess? he hardly seems like the kind of man that would give two fucks if he hurt my feelings so i doubt he'd lie about it for my sake"

"but isn't he a bit of a whore?" fiona's draw together as she looks at celest then back at you 

"he is but what im saying is i don't think there's any reason for 'im to lie, its not like we're in love or anything" you rest your chin on you hand, 

"ask polly" celest is still holding her daughter, feeding her small pieces of bread "that woman knows everything" she mutters 

"and say what? hello mrs gray, would ya please tell me if your nephew is fucking his secretary?"

before any one else could talk , a knock on the door makes all of you go quiet , you looked at celest and clicked your tongue "ya just had to say 'er name didn't ya?"

alas , when you opened the door it wasn't polly gray's smirk that greeted you , but the icy blue eyes of her nephew.

"thomas" you're almost dumbfounded, your mouth slightly opened, you blink a couple of times. 

"y/n."

his voice was slightly deeper than you remember, or maybe it was the trance that made it seem that way.

"what are you doing here?" you tilt your head.

behind you, fiona and madeline are trying to snag a peek, you can hear their muttering but you hope he doesn't 

"i would like ya to come by the office today,"

"why?" you stare at him, he's standing on your doorstep, in his suit, coat, and infamous hat.

"there are some things we need to go over."

you then realize that he's been standing on your doorstep, you step back, opening the door "im sorry, come in."

you hear the footsteps of madeline and fiona they scurry up the stairs, celest hides in the kitchen

you walk him back to the living room, and he sits down on the sofa "ya had company over?"

you look back at the dining table, then at him

"sort of."

"who?"

"some friends"

he humms and nods, still looking at you, but that tension is broken when you hear the sound of rose babbling, you look down and shes crawling on the floor.

she probably escaped while celest was too busy eavesdropping 

he looks at her as well , "who's baby is this?"

you bend down to pick her up, and she giggles "she's rose, my sisters daughter."

you just smile at her, as she stares back at tommy then back at you, as if asking you who that man is

he stands up, his finger grazes her cheek "she looks a lot like you."

you humm, looking at her "because i look like celest"

"may i?" he asks you as he looks at her

you hesitate, rose is a fussy baby. "she's really fussy."

"i'll give 'er back if she cries."

you let him pick her up, and he just stares back at her for a while before you see his dimples peek through. "i think shes too shocked to even cry" he mumbles 

you watch, you're both amused and mesmerized "me and 'er both."

he looks at you "what? i thought ya knew that i 'ave a son."

"i did, but i didn't know you were the baby carrying kind of dad."

"i carry 'im whenever i can."

whenever i can , you forgot how much his work probably takes away. from him and his son.

he's so gentle with her though, as she looks at him inquisitively, curiously grabbing onto his coat. he takes off the hat and drops it on the sofa, so she wouldn't cut herself.

"can you hold 'er while i go change?"

"i think i can manage, just don't be too long" 

you hurry and go up the stairs, so she wouldn't notice your absence and cry. and at the top of the stairs, you're greeted with the faces of fiona and madeline as they try to hold back their squeals 

"shhhh!!" you put a finger against your lips and push them into your room 

they start silently squealing, if there is such a thing "he is such a dish."

"oh my god, oh my god"

"did ya see 'im holding rose? that was such a domestic moment between you two, i bet youre already falling for 'im aye?" fiona is almost vibrating with excitement 

"shut up." you mutter as you change your clothes "im tired of this family's surprise visits." you turn to the vanity, fixing your hair, putting on some makeup.

"look at 'er, rushing to look good for 'er fiance" fiona teases 

"or maybe it's for that pesky secretary? to show 'er that he's 'yours' ?" madeline wiggles her brows

"when i said that the novel you two read was ruining you, this is what i meant" you mumble as you put your lipstick down, and grabbing a pair of pearl earrings, they'll probably do.

you grab a coat from the closet and walk out ,ignoring the teasing noises of your friends. you hear rose's laugh and you just smile instinctively as you make your way down. when you reach the doorway, you see him throwing her in the air, not too high though just enough to get her to laugh.

"ah i see y've won 'er over." you walk closer, standing before him "so this is the shelby charm , then?"

a soft smile takes over his lips "she's easily impressed."

you reach for her, and he gives her back to you. 

"ya can go to the car now, i'll just go put 'er in the crib."

he nods , taking his hat and putting it back on as he walks out of the house.

"you can come out now!" you call for celest and she rushes out of the kitchen and grabs her daughter 

"what's with the smile?" she asks you with a knowing look 

"what ? can't i smile without you lot thinking im in love with 'im now?" you turn around and walk to the door, putting your shoes on. you didn't even know you were still smiling.

celest just lets out a laugh, as she bounces rose

"say what ya want, i know ya better than ya think i do."

you glare at her before leaving the house and walking to the car, you see him leaning against it before walking and opening the passenger door for you.

you get in the car, and a moment later he does too, and you pray to whoever is looking over you that this car ride won't be awkward.

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@tardisloverz , @optimisticsandwichgladiator , @theshelbyslimited , @illuminwtesz

#thomas shelby x reader #tommy shelby x reader #tommy shelby imagine #thomas shelby imagine #peaky blinders fanfiction #peaky blinders imagine #tommy shelby fanfiction #thomas shelby fanfiction #kadwrites

[lonelystarrs]

𝑴𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒁𝒆𝒏’𝒊𝒏

𝗧𝗼𝗷𝗶 𝗭𝗲𝗻’i𝗻 𝘅 𝗙𝗲𝗺𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

He really, really needed to stop making bets and gambling with you, it bit at his pride but god damn the results were always so fucking worth it.

Part one: Don’t Touch

Warnings: 18+ MDNI + maid Toji + loses a bet in prt 1 and makes it worse for himself + switch reader + reluctant sub Toji / dom + toy usage + Toji gets meann but also shows his soft dom + degrading/ praise kinks + established relationship + fluff + cum play + dirty talk + possessive + anal play + I’m sorry but I was screaming with laughter at the end -idk why my fics end with stupid crack I can’t help it.

Another 4k smut fic I’m not sorry.

Yeah, you really did think you were fucking funny didn’t ya?

Toji’s jaw tightened as he tried so very hard to not have his damn eyes roll back into their sockets from rolling so hard because he was actually doing what you asked.

He was no chicken, he could keep up on his side of a bet but couldn’t recall this being part of the deal, in fact he was so very sure it wasn’t part of it.

The clothing was tight, not suitable for a man of his size and stature, in fact it wasn’t suitable for a man at all.

When the hell would he learn to stop making bets with you? He was always so ridiculously unlucky when it came down to it, when was he gonna learn that gambling with you wouldn’t ever go in his favour?

Maybe his pride was letting him make the mistakes again and again.

“You missed a spot, Maid Zen’in.”

“Yeah? How ya see that when you ain’t even looking up at that shitty book huh?”

You snickered as you flicked the page, indeed not looking up at him but knowing he’d skipped the bottom shelf because he didn’t want to bend over in this damn skimpy maid outfit.

“Don’t recall this being part of it,” he sneered, glaring at you as you still refused to look at him.

“Oh? When we got home after that Halloween party, you bet I’d cum first and you were the one who blew his load first, it was your idea on who wore the outfit had to do whatever the winner said for a whole three hours and well, Zen’in-“ you snapped the book shut and finally looked up at him, “-here we are.”

You smirked at him whilst tilting your head and he hated how those little pulses sent to his cock made him throb. He both loved to hate how that little stubborn, challenging streak in you made him secretly simp for you, not like he’d ever admit it, besides it was always so rewarding.

“So, bottom shelf T, needs dusting.”

He snorted and turned back around, when he bent over though you didn’t find yourself so amused, was it supposed to be hot watching that stupidly short skirt ride up, see Toji Zen’in in a damn thong and those fucking breeder balls of his bulging against the material?

You never thought about it, truly, but it made your cunt clench and suppress a moan with how this man was wearing something so degrading.

You didn’t think he’d go all out and actually wear the thong, but seems he took his gambling more serious than you thought.

It wasn’t because of you calling him a chicken, a pussy if he didn’t do it had anything to do with his pride being bitten at…

“Gone quiet doll, you into this shit you- oi”

“You are too, you’re getting hard.”

Even more so when your hands cupped his balls through the thin material, your thumb however followed the line up the thong and that’s when Toji straightened, turning around all but glaring at you.

“Don’t push ya luck, I ain’t into that ass stuff.”

“Oh? You tried it?”

His stare was hard, the silence making up for his lack of will to say any words and you only smirked at him.

“So you never tried it, you’ll cum so hard y’know-“

“You’ve banged a guy before?”

“Yeah, but we can just do fingers.”

“I didn’t say I was doing it you brat,”

“Awwwwh, Toji c’mon, you can’t handle a little finger?”

You wiggled your index finger at him and bellowed out a cackle when he told you to fuck off and stormed off, his skirt bouncing around his thick thighs and each step made heavier by your laughed that didn’t seem to fade no matter how far he walked away.

You never realised how stroppy Toji could be, you’d seen him get assy when he’s lost a bet on any kind of silly race he was interested in at the time. You’ve seen him pout ever so slightly at the most stupidest of things, even if he denied it and said his face wasn’t capable of pouting…. Sadly his scar gave any kind of minor movement away on his mouth.

It made him quite readable actually, not like he was difficult to read— most the time he was rather black and white when it came down to it. However, this side of him wasn’t often on show.

But it was fucking hilarious when he did show it.

Two hours later after cleaning left him sat on the couch with his arms crossed pouting as he glared at the tv, you were sure he wasn’t even watching it just looking past it and directing his glare there instead.

Cause you’d only mock him further for his attitude if he directed his attention to you, sat there all cozy in his T-shirt that he should be wearing.

“Awww, t’wooohjiiii- are you fweeling sad?”

You prodded his cheek and stifled a laugh noticing his shoulders tense, the maid outfit was straining against his muscles.

“But you look too hot to be sad-“

Your name left his mouth slowly in a warning as he turned to look at you, his green eyes fired up and quiet honestly you’d never seen him this annoyed with you.

“-you’re pushin’ it, fuckin shut up before-“

You shifted and swung your leg over him on the sofa, straddling his lap and tracing your fingers along the front of the maid outfit, his huge pecs bulging under it and even more so from his crossed arms under them

“Before you what?”

Your voice was husky, practically tempting him to threaten you, in vain of course because he knew you liked it.

You wiggled your hips on him and he just glared harder at you.

“You got an hour left of me being in charge,”

“Tch, don’t get too cocky, you’ll regret it.”

“Will I?”

“Doll, don’t be a fucking fool.”

“I just wanna fuck you in this, on the sofa, right here.”

He fell silent, the hardened glare softening ever so slightly, but he still wasn’t convinced it was all you wanted.

He knew you better than that.

“I wanna start off with your cock down my throat, wanna treat you for being so good today T. But I want you to let me finger fuck your prostrate, if you don’t like it I’ll stop-“ his stomach tensed when you ran your hand down his stomach, his six pack tensing under your touch as his breath hitched. Your hand cupping his semi hard dick through the short maid skirt.

“You’re getting hard,” your leaned forward, lips brushing his ear and he tilted his head to allow it, his arms relaxing across his chest “-good boy.”

It took fifteen minutes to get the little prostrate toy in his tight hole. It only took sucking him off and slipping a finger in, hitting his prostrate and milking his cock was surprisingly enough to convince him.

and it took five minutes for him to be practically drooling, his hips bucking up brushing against your clit with each stuttered jolt, the toy vibrating against his g-spot.

He was sweating already, his hands firmly gripping your hips that kept moving to your ass, unsure where to put his hands.

“F-F-Fuckin’ he- shit, fuck!”

You cackled above him, hands cupping his face trying to get him to look at you, your thumb running over his bottom lip swiping away drool.

“Awh, Toji you feel good?”

“S-Shut it,”

You hummed and kissed him, tongue filling his mouth greedily and he rose his own to meet yours, trying to keep up with it but failing as his moaning echoed against your tongue.

Your other hand reached down to angle his cock at your drooling hole, rolling it around to catch slick.

“Don’t, don’t you fucking dare, you’re dead-ah Fuck,”

You were so wet, so feral after watching him turn into an utter mess under you that you slid down in one smooth slide taking his 9 inch, thick cock to the hilt and his eyes rolled back.

“M’cummin’ fuck me I think I’m gonna cum,”

You’d never seen him cum like this, his voice broke, his whole body tensed, shaking as he came so hard his eyes crossed, looking down to see his cock disappearing into you. The bulge forming in your stomach as you reached the hilt, his toes curled against the floor, his hands forcefully moved your hips to rock against him.

You gripped onto the maid outfit at the front, your breath hitching as you spread to accommodate his girth, his hips moving so messily, so wild from cumming so hard that he was already moving inside you. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled yourself against him, hovering above him slightly and biting your bottom lip whilst smirking at him.

His green eyes dazed but focusing on your face, your hand held a little remote and you turned off the toy. The low buzz disappearing to leave his heavy breathing fill the silence in the room. Your rolled your hips and his jolted.

“Shit-“ his hands gripped your hips stopping your movement, his sensitive cock still leaking out cum as your cunt pulsed around him, his body humming as he came down from whatever high you’d just put him through, “-stop moving you brat.”

“Your last hour is up,”

It was shocking how quickly he recovered, your back hit the sofa so fast everything blurred, suddenly focusing on Toji hovering above you in a maid outfit. He was still breathing heavy, sweat beading on his skin and the veins up in his forearms, one hand around your throat as he kept you in place.

He pulled his cock from you, both eyes dropping down to watch it leave you coated in more cum you’d ever seen him unload. It was covered in white slick, dripping down his shaft both to his balls and onto your inner thighs. It slapped hard against his stomach before bobbing, still rock solid and dripping in cum.

The maid skirt hanging over the top of it, bunched at the hilt of his cock and it was kinda amusing seeing his big dick poking out from under it.

An airy, moany fuck left him watching himself pull from you,

“-well, ain’t that the hottest thing I’ve ever seen, made a mess of me sweetheart,”

He rolled his hips forward so the head of his thick cock caught your clit, sticky cum rolling around the sensitive bundle of nerves and your body jolted.

“Dicks drooling f’ya still doll, know what that means?”

You hummed in response, back arching off the sofa as your head rolled back from his dick starting to fuck against your clit, his hips rolling so smoothly your body was humming for him already.

Toji leaned down, brushing his lips against your ear as he pushed your hips up with his thighs, half curling over you, his dick sliding past your clit leaving a sticky glide up your stomach. It flexed against you as his mouth met your cheek.

“You got your safe word?”

His hands gliding up your sides, smoothing up your thighs that were braced either side of his ribs, over your hips and gripping your waist, his huge hands swallowing your smaller frame. His thumb brushed under your ribs, giving you a squeeze.

You nodded dumbly turning your head to meet his mouth with your own, but he pulled back, his hips following as he blindly lined himself up with your drooling hole.

“Use ya words, doll, know I ain’t doin’ shit until you do,”

You felt his lips moving against yours, his green eyes holding some glassy look in them you’d not seen in him before, glistening like emeralds framed by strands of black hair.

Your heart surged in your chest when your eyes locked, reading his expression that was almost soft.

“Y-Yeah, know my safe word.”

“N’what is it?”

“Zen’in,”

“Good girl, if you take this without sayin’ it I’ll tell ya a lil summit at the end.”

God your heart was jumping, it was banging against your ribs like it was screaming the answer at you, like it knew what he possibly had dancing on the end of his tongue when he was looking at you like that.

Like you were feeding his damn soul.

“Are you making another bet with me?”

Toji smirked, cock sure about himself on this one.

“Sure, know you ain’t gonna win this cause I’m gonna ruin you.”

How he entered you was cruel, it was slow, almost damn loving the way he watched you. Your back arching, head rolling back and one hand moved to brace against the arm of the sofa behind your head. One of his hands joined yours, sliding from your waist, up your wrist slowly and laced his fingers through yours. His other remaining on your waist to hold you as he stayed folded over you, your hips angled up supported by his thighs under your ass.

Green eyes drank in your expression, your mouth opening so he could hear your breath hitching, the echo of your body humming for him in a song he couldn’t ever stop listening to.

And his heart kicked against his ribs.

Shit.

Shit.

You were it. His second chance.

He knew it months ago, maybe even years but it was so damn hard to ignore his soul singing for you at times like this.

“Fuck, Toji feels s’good.”

He hummed in response, leaning down to kiss the place on your neck that made your cunt clench around him and he felt it. He picked up a pace that was slow, fucking up into you at the perfect angle.

“Yeah, you do feel good sweetheart,”

Your tits bounced with every jolt from his hips meeting yours, the wet squelch of his cock bullying into your cunt, he moaned into your neck.

He meant how he was fucking you, but he had every intention to lead you into a false sense of security. His hand squeezed yours before leaving it to grab at your waist again, sitting back straight he looked down on you looking so small under him.

Your legs over his thighs, his huge hands swallowing your little waist and he had such a stunning view of his cock spreading you open from this angle, cum staining that pretty pussy.

He groaned and chewed the inside of his cheek starting to fight himself on changing his pace.

He could keep fucking you like this, all loving and slow, his body was humming for it after how hard you made him cum. The toy was still sat in his ass and quite frankly taking it out at the moment didn’t even cross his mind…

His cock flexing in you made his ass tighten around the toy every time and it felt fucking good.

He didn’t even give a shit he was fucking you like this in a damn maid outfit either.

He pulled out to the tip, moaning a breathy fuck me as he watched your cunt pulse, trying to suck him back in still covered in cum and slick.

His large hands squeezed your waist lovingly, before slamming back into you with such force you almost screamed. Head rolling back to him, your mouth agape, eyes doe eyed in shock at his sudden change.

And you couldn’t help but look at him, holding your waist, sat up with your hips to his smirking down at you in a maid outfit that was straining against his huge form. His black hair sticking to his face in some places, sweat beading down his chest and his veins bulging up his wrists and arms.

Your hand on the arm of the sofa flew to one of his wrists to brace yourself, the other held on firmly to the toy remote you kept hidden from him.

He snorted a laugh, the scar on his mouth twitching as he fought a smirk.

And he started to fucking rut into you, it was vicious, his balls sticking to your ass with every wet plap, plap, plap, of him bullying his thick cock into your pussy.

“F-Fuck, Toji! Fuck! Hah- baby- fuck baby that’s it.”

He sneered, panting out as he used his body to see you both through the stars, finding it still amusing that you were talking like this under him.

It wasn’t what he wanted.

He wanted tears, drool and begging. He wanted your body shaking under him.

So he fucked you nasty, not even slowing as you came around his cock for the third time, feeling your slick and cum drooling past your ass onto his thighs.

“You-you’re a sadistic little whore, hah, look how well you’re taking it. You like this cunt full of my cock, sweetheart?”

“Y-Yes!”

“Yeah? Like that bulge in your stomach? Fuck, fuck you take my big dick so well.”

You gave a moany laugh, your hips bucking up into his looking down to see the bulge of his cock appearing everytime his hips met yours, burying himself to the hilt.

“Who’s pussy is this?”

You looked up to him, green eyes already focused on you.

“It’s hah, oh fuck, i-it’s yours-“

One hand left your waist to grip your chin, squishing your cheeks and forming your mouth into a little pout.

“And who is dick this made for?”

“M-Me,”

“Yeah? It is huh? Fuck, you do look good on it.”

Your breath hitched when he pressed down on the bulge in your stomach, switching angles and your eyes widened when you felt something else stirring in your cunt.

He seen the panic in your eyes, your thighs starting to shake under him as he was fucking you past your limit. He suddenly moved up onto his knees, folding your knees to your head and his hands landed on the arm rest behind your head caging you under him, his dick fucking down into your cunt.

He hit so deep your eyes crossed, small whimpers leaving you as your voice left you, unable to moan with how deep he managed to get his cock into you, it was borderline painful how he was hitting your cervix but you couldn’t find it in yourself to say the safe word.

“Fuck you take me like a champ you little brat,-“ he moaned out, rutting his cock down into you in his little maid outfit, “-fucking look at you, she feels so good swallowing my cock like that. Sloppy pussy is drooling for me sweetheart -hah- shit you gonna cum again? Feels like it! C’mon, give it up. Fuck keep givin’ it to me.”

“T-Toji w-wait, it feels funny -fuck Toji w-wait!”

Of course he ignored you.

He wasn’t planning on listening to you unless you screamed that safe word of his last name.

Your toes curled as you felt yourself explode over him, cumming so hard you squirted over his cock and stomach, and onto yourself.

Green eyes widened as he watched you squirt over yourself, glistening on your tits as he folded you over.

“Holy shit-“ he kept thrusting into you, making sure to make a mess of it as you just kept cumming over him “-shit doll, you can squirt?”

“Y-You asshole! Hah, fuck! Toji you asshole!”

He chuckled above you as you tried to glare at him, unable to hold his gaze long as you thrashed, convulsing under him.

Somehow though you managed to find a second of clarity, fingers pressing that button to the little toy inside his ass and turning it up to full fucking blast.

The moan that left him was unholy, his arms over you buckled, his grip still firm on the arm rest but he dropped back, unfolding you slightly as he moved an arm to the spine of the sofa. His hips jolting into you uncontrollably as the toy slammed against his gspot.

“Huh- fuck, you little b-brat,”

His head tilted back, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he moaned out, the veins in his thick neck showing as his whole body twitched in places.

You huffed under him, trying to get air back into your body as you laid there shaking under him, still half folded and his cock still buried in you, flexing on its own as he got his prostrated fucked by a small toy.

His orgasm hit him so quickly he looked back at you a little stunned, his eyes dazing out and crossing as no noise left him. Gripping your hips again as he humped his cock into you, spilling cum into your swollen pussy.

“Feels fucking good-“ drool spilled from the side of his mouth, “phhh-uck, turn it off will ya? S-Shit,”

You gave an airy laugh and did as he asked, he fell forward onto you, even his own body shaking slightly as he was above your trembling one. Your heavy breathing filling the silence of the living room, the tv noises starting to fade back into your senses and the lights dancing across the room.

“So-“ you panted, patted his back and he lifted himself a bit to glare at you half heartedly. “-shower?”

He grunted in response, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you with him, your legs wrapped around him as he carried you towards the bathroom, his cock still plugged in you but softening.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, planting soft kisses at the scar on his mouth, moving across his cheek.

“So damn clingy-“ you laughed against his cheek, his deep voice sounding tired but content. His soft, wet cock slid from you just as he stepped into the walk in shower and he stood back, ripping the maid outfit off his body like it was tissue.

He threw it onto the floor, reaching over your shoulder to turn on the shower, planting his arms either side of you to hide you under the cold water, letting it warm up before it hit you.

With your back against the cooling tiles, you looked up to his calm face, eyes closed, giving a pleasant hum as the water hit his hot skin. His black hair falling to frame his face as water dripped from the ends, little streams forming on his skin.

You fingers grazed his cheek and his eyes opened to meet yours, still a little glassy from the sex you both had but focused on you softly.

He leaned forward, his forehead pressing to yours for a second before wrapping one arm around your waist, pulling you up against him burying his face into your neck.

“I love ya, it pisses me off, but I do.”

He felt you freeze under him and his arm squeezed you, apprehension spreading through his chest as for a split second he worried he said the wrong thing.

Like him you loved in a unique way, you were never one for the lovey dovey crap and neither was he, it suited him.

He felt you pull back and reluctantly his eyes met yours, now glassy as tears started to build in them.

“Y-You-“

“I mean it, I ain’t joking around.”

The tears spilled and his tongue clicked.

“Doll, don’t cry, Christ ain’t this suppose to be a good thing?”

You hit his chest playfully, babbling a laugh at him you wiped away at your tears.

“I love you too, you giant softie.”

His nose wrinkled at the insult, never in his life had he considered himself soft in any way. He says one thing to you and you think he’s soft?

He leaned down again burying his face into your neck and letting himself relax, hoping to fucking god you didn’t feel the beat of his heart slamming into his ribs, see the heat creep his neck or see the smirk twitching at his mouth.

Your response and acceptance making him feel like some dumbass schoolboy.

But you had to ruin it.

“Toji-“

“Woman, can you just enjoy the silence for one minute?”

“Did you just tell me you loved me, with that toy still in your ass?”

©pharix/lonelystarrs 2023 permission is not given to repost, translate or post anywhere else.

Yes I used maid Barou as a banner ahahahaha

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Hi!!! I have a request, but feel free to ignore it if it makes you uncomfortable ❤

So you know the muddle buds in totk? The stuff that confuses allies and enemies in a puff of smoke? How about instead it made ppl horny 👀 with twilight if that's okay? Maybe him and reader went exploring together and accidentally got a puff of that flowers pollen or something?

Idk feel free to ignore this!! Have a nice day <3

Not at all, Darling!

I freaking love the muddle buds. They are my favorite weapon in totk, honestly.

So I went Soft Yandere! Sub! Twilight last time, now we get to go a little more Yandere Dom! Twilight >:D

Slight totk spoilers, but not much! Just about a Muddle Bud!

Smut CW: Hard, rough sex. He pins you to the wall man. AFAB! reader, he has a country accent. Calls you darling, dumbification if you squint, breeding kind. Also, Twilight bites.

Wild had given them the go ahead. He had said that though his Hyrule looked different, most of it was still the same. There were a few new thing, here and there, but it was still Hyrule.

So, obviously you had wanted to explore.

And Twilight wasn't going to stop you. Oh no. But he wouldn't let you go alone. No, he wanted to please you, but he wasn't completely crazy just yet. How could he watch over you if you went off alone? He couldn't! You knew he was Wolfie, so that wouldn't work either since you would catch him right away.

He was just lucky you seemed more than happy to have the company. He was just happy to see you so excited. You trotted in front of him, in some sort of leaky cave, looking at it all as if it was an entirely different entity. You awed over the bomb flowers and ooh'd over the luminous stone deposits. You even cooed over the Bubul frog before being dragged along once more. Twilight merely followed, growling lowly at a Horriblin that seemed to grow a little too cocky. It immediately backed down with a small whine, disappearing into a hole in the roof.

At least it wasn't black blooded.

Twilight remained just paces behind you, staying a steady pillar of security as you let your walls down in favor of exploring. He was more than ecstatic to do so, simply watching you. His Goddess.

Oh, how he adored the spark of life in your eyes as you skipped along, looking around walls and through vine blocked entrances. (Not that they remained blocked for long. One look at your pout had him gently pulling you back with a charming smile before slashing through them easily. When you smiled up at him with pure joy and unfiltered glee, his heart sang.)

"Look, Twi!" You called for his attention that he gave easily, pointing at a small trio of flowers. They were a gorgeous swirl of pinks and purples, almost seeming to shine in the light of the cave. He struck a nearby brightbloom seed to give you a better look.

One of your hands gently graced the petals as you looked up at him. Something inquisitive and endlessly curious lit up your irises, which he just melted over. The inner canine in him howled in admiration, tail wagging as it circled in an excitable circle. He just let himself smile since he doubted you would take too kindly to him just howling.

"What do you think they do?"

"Hard ta' say." He shrugged, crouching beside your own form and eyeing the plant. You gently bounced it on a finger, furrowing your brows at the prospect of a new mystery. "Wild would probably know." You hummed.

He nodded along, before standing, offering you a hand. "Probably. C'mon. We should probably head back before they start gettin' worried. Ya' know how Sky gets."

You giggled behind a hand, taking his before dipping into an exaggerated curtsy. "Why, thank you, Sir Twilight of the Twilight Realm."

Rolling his eyes, he played along-- because he'd be a fool not to. Whatever you wanted, he would give you. There was no question about it. Even if he feigned annoyance. "Why, of course, yer' highness. It is my absolute pleasure." He smiled, one of his canines gleaming.

You laughed again before waving him off. "Oh, shove it. Let's go, cowboy."

"After you." He bowed, making you roll your eyes before you were moving once again. Both of you stopped at the sound of something cracking above you, making you look up. A tip of one of the stalactites shivering before falling. It landed in the flowers, making a puff of lilac smoke bloom in a small cloud around the area. Twilight immediately reached for you, because he'd be damned if he let that hurt you, but unfortunately not even he could fight against pollen as you coughed into his chest.

He gently held your hands, scanning you for anything that could possibly be wrong with you, (Who cared about him? Not when you could be hurt. You could be in danger.). He was going to maim Wild if something happened to you because of something he failed to warn them about. Goddess, if this was something fatal, he'd never forgive himself. No Hyrule would withstand his pure rage should something happen to you. Nothing would survive his pure anger in it's rawest, most feral form.

But, outwardly? You seemed...Fine? Your cheeks were a little red, but you seemed...okay? It was a tentative and hesitant okay, but you seemed just so. "Darling? Are ya' alright? Aches? Pains? Anything wrong at all?"

"No, no, just...hot. Like it suddenly got thirty degrees hotter." That would explain the red cheeks. You gently cupped his cheeks, pupils blowing wildly. "You okay, cowboy?"

"'m fine." Come to think of it, it did feel hotter. Way too hot. And Goddess, he knew you were good looking. But it seemed something just made you positively radiant. Absolutely glow as everything around you hazed away. Your touch was like pure magma, hot and smoldering against his cheek, but he needed more. He couldn't breath without you at this point, but it was more like you were the very oxygen he needed. The atmosphere that kept him together.

He needed you. He needed you so badly. He needed your touch and your aura, for your nails to dig deliciously in his back as he absolutely ruined you. He needed...He needed-

He would fucking explode if he didn't kiss you right now.

So he did. He leaned down, smashing your lips together in a kiss that was more teeth and tongue than anything, animalistic and primal. You groaned against him, fingers tangling in his hair as you pulled him closer. Your groans lit a fire under him, urging him on as his own fingers tugged at your useless clothes. You honestly were doing society a disservice by wearing them. No, you were doing him a disservice because he, and only he, was the only one allowed such a delectable view. Only he could make you this way. Feel the way you clung to him like he would disappear should you let go. Relish in the feeling of you pulling at his hair to get him as close as humanly possible. To hear the way you absolute whimpered his name as he pulled away just far enough to rid you of your blasted tunic, dropping it to the side. To experience the electricity between you two as you ground against him.

He couldn't take it anymore. You were primed prey ready for him to take. He had been patient. He had been a gentleman. He had been everything you wanted. But he was little more than a wolf in sheep's clothing. Laying in wait for the perfect opportunity to strike. To bite into his precious little doe.

And now was this opportunity.

Your head angled up just perfectly as he latched to just beneath your ear, licking and sucking his own marks into the skin. A sign that you were his, his, his. All His. His rutting increased in ferocity and tempo, making you cry out for him as you pulled at his belt. It was dropped somewhere to the side with your tunic along with your own belt as your leggings were pulled to your knees.

Anymore would have to wait since he couldn't.

His pelt fell to the ground, discarded carelessly, as he pinned you against the stone wall behind you, holding your ass in his hands as he rutted and rutted and- If he didn't stop, he'd fucking lose his ever loving mind.

With another growled curse, he ripped those pesky panties away from your lips, leaving the shreds fall to the ground as you wiggled him out of his pants. "Darling, I can't- I need-"

"If you don't stop talking and fuck me, I'm asking for a favor from Warriors."

An absolutely feral snarl left him as he plunged into you, feeling you constrict against him as you cried out in either shock or pain. Didn't matter as you were eagerly demanding more.

And more was what he would give you. More. Until you couldn't stand the thought of being without him. More. Until you couldn't think of anyone but him. More. Until he had effected you in at least half of the way you effect him. More. Until you were nothing but a mindless, babbling, crying mess for him and him alone.

Just to see you, tears dripping down the crowns of your cheeks and drool shining along your chin, was a dream he had had many times over. But to have the real thing, clenching around him, marking up his back with nothing but mindless cries? That was a euphoria like no other.

It was what made everything worth it.

You just felt so...Cynefin with him. Perfect in every way. He just wanted to please you. To worship you. So just let him. He would treat you so nice! So well! Give you a nice home, let you do what you wished as long as he came back to you. Wanted to stay home a be a house wife? Perfect. Wanted to get a job? He wouldn't be ecstatic, but he's sure there's some odd jobs around Ordon, where he can watch you. Want kids?

He halted for a second. The thought becoming oh so domestic to him. The thought of you round with his own kid, his pup, a part of you and him put into one. It was something so domestically perfect and something he wanted. Oh, he wanted it bad. It kicked his hindbrain into a whole new gear as he picked up his tempo, hearing you cry out. You were dripping around him at this point, crying his name again and again before squeezing around him. It was as if you were milking him, asking for his children.

That must've been it, and if that was what you wanted, that was what you would get.

His fingers dug into your hip with a bruising grip, jutting as far as he could, biting into the junction of your shoulder and neck, pinning you there as he filled you to the brim. It was yours, all yours. He wouldn't let you waste a drop, oh no.

Besides, he was just getting started.

Dinner wouldn't be ready for a while yet and by the looks of it, you weren't quite satisfied yet either.

And that just wouldn't stand.

Small AN: Man, three in a day, you lucky geese you! I hope you guys enjoy these all, sincerely, I really enjoy writing for you guys and I love seeing your reactions in the tags. So thank you for being so welcoming. I appreciate it more than you could imagine.

With all my love,

Cinder XOXO

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[jayke0]

Bite Me

Pairing: Steven Grant x fem reader

Summary: You and Steven wanted to go to a Halloween party, but your costume makes you both a little distracted.

Rating: 18+, smut

Warnings/Content: reader talks about sucking his blood in a kinky vampire way but idk the name of it, mommy kink, odaxelagnia, chubby reader, jealous and desperate Steven, nipple play, boobjob, fingering, drunkenness (just some word slurring), p in v, unmentioned protected sex, small bit of fluff, creampie, lmk if there's anything else I should add :).

Word count: 2,771

Credit: @automnepoet for proofreading ily.

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"Wow, you look amazing!"

Steven stares at you with wide eyes, a big smile spread across his face and making his eyes crinkle at the corners in that adorably charming way.

You'd both agreed to dress up as a vampire couple for Steven's Halloween party at work, and you'd picked a particularly beautiful dress that admittedly shows off your best assets… maybe more than you'd expected.

"Yeah? I was a little worried about this area–" you gesture towards your tummy. "–but as long as you think I look ok, then I'm happy." The wrinkles in your dress spread out as you run your hands over your stomach.

"No no, you look beautiful, love!" He stands and walks towards your position in the doorway, running his hands over your arms with his soft fingertips while the smile stays plastered on his face. "Quite frankly, I feel like I'm a bit underdressed now." His giggle makes you smile, and you bring your hands up to his cheeks. "You still look handsome, baby, my handsome vampire husband."

Your nose bumps his as you lean forward, brushing your lips just barely over his. The fake fangs make cute little bumps under his top lip, giving him a cat-like look, not to mention a bit of a lisp.

"Are you… uhm… Are you gonna bring a coat, though?" 

As you pull away, you notice your boyfriend's eyes have moved from being in awe of your make-up, down to the exposed part of your chest. The dress is a little tighter than you'd seen online, so your boobs are spilling out, making it easy for a "happy accident" to happen.

A chuckle leaves your lips and you snake your arms around Steven's neck.

"Why? Are you getting jealous?" There's a flirtatious tone in your voice.

"No, of course not. I just don't want you getting cold!"

"Bullshit." You giggle and pat his chest, leaning towards his lips again enough to feel his breath hitch. 

"Aaaalright. Yes, I'm jealous." He huffs and leans forward to close the gap between your lips for a brief moment. "Can you blame me? You're all on show and you look bloody amazing…" You feel him press against you a little, and notice the bulge growing in his pants against your thigh as he noses your neck and the plastic fangs tickle your skin. 

"Well... we have a little time before the party, right?" You trail your hand up and down his back to feel the muscles tense under the thin fabric of his cheap halloween costume, his curls bouncing against your skin with a nod.

"We can do a little roleplay, would you like that, sweetheart?" 

A whimper from Steven raises goosebumps on the back of your neck.  Your hand travels up to the back of his head to grab a fistful of brown locks, making the man tilt his head back with a wail. 

"My poor helpless victim…" You purr, part of your tone being sarcastic incase he doesn't like it, but the soft whimper that sneaks past his lips has you regain your confidence and butterflies flutter in your groin. "I won't drain you just yet, just gonna have a taste," you kiss his neck affectionately. "Then I can have some fun."

The years of watching vampire films is seemingly paying off as you feel your boyfriend turn to jelly in your hands, giving in easier than you'd ever expect; maybe this was the real reason he'd suggested it, because ever since he'd seen Elvira on the TV, he'd wanted a 'vampire mommy' of his own.

Slowly, you lean closer to his neck, taking in the soft and sweet smell of his cologne as if you're really taking a whiff of your favourite meal. He seems to be shrinking smaller and smaller in your grasp as you graze the teeth over his neck to dance along the nerves there, before you poke your tongue out and lick a long strip up from the beating pulse on his neck to his ear.

Steven stumbles forward and puts his hands out to balance himself on the wall, leaning over you. With his (or more so Marc's) height and build, he could easily overpower you and throw you on the bed to fuck you into oblivion, but instead he has to use the wall to steady himself as you slowly tease his silly little vampire fetish, pulling it inch by inch out of him till he's panting softly and his legs are squeezed together.

"God, this is embarrassing, can't believe I'm getting so worked up over noTHING–"

You stop his complaining by finally pressing your mouth against his pulse and digging the fangs in as far as possible. Of course, they're simply blunt plastic and barely graze the surface, but the noises that Steven lets out would make you think you'd squeezed the tip of his cock unbearably good.

"Please… please please, mommy." He moans out, rolling his hips desperately against your thigh as he struggles to keep himself stood up.

"Go sit on the edge of the bed baby, I know something you'll enjoy." 

You'd think the man is an adult virgin with the way he scrambles towards the bed and sits on the edge eagerly, undoing the top two buttons of his costume to let his flushed cheeks and skin cool down. 

Swaying your hips a little,you saunter towards your boyfriend and hover over him just to see those pretty puppy dog eyes. "Good boy, what a precious little look you've got. A perfect piece of meat for me." 

Honestly, you're not even sure where this is coming from at this point, maybe Steven's tapped into some morbid kink that you had locked away deep down in the pits of your belly; either way, you're both enjoying it. 

"For you, mommy." 

You pat his cheek, if a little condescendingly, before sinking down onto your knees and parting the man's legs, his thick thighs bulging through the thin fabric and making your mouth water a little as if you're really going to take a chunk out of his flesh.

Instead, you work his trousers open to pull his poor neglected cock out, teasing the tip in a way that has Steven squirming and his brows raising pathetically. "God..." he murmurs desperately.

You leave his cock for a minute as you pull down the front of your dress, your tits spilling out at the freedom from the constraints as your nipples harden with the cold air suddenly hitting them. 

"Oh please, let me suck them." Steven's bottom lip sticks out pathetically, dents being formed in the pink flesh as the fangs dig into it. 

"No, sweet thing, I've got something better for you." You gaze up at him and spit down your cleavage, rubbing the soft skin together before you lean towards him and engulf his length between your boobs. The action has him squirming and whining softly, already bucking his hips against you as he tries to fuck his arguably favourite feature of yours. 

"Hey!"

His eyes shoot down to yours as his hips immediately stop. "Oh f–fuck I'm sorry, mommy, I'm sorry, I'm sorry–" He rambles on, knuckles turning white as he restrains himself from fucking your boobs again. 

"That's better, good boy." Your lips brush his tip and you give him a small kiss over his slit, a loud, sharp gasp being drawn in through his teeth. 

"Alright, sweetheart, now you can."

Steven doesn't waste another second before he's thrusting up into you again, the pillowy flesh enveloping his tip each time he drags his hips away. Your tongue waits at the end of each thrust for him and makes wet, sloppy sounds fill his ears as his hips lift further off of the bed, his head tilted back so that his adam's apple bops in his throat.

"Mommy, mommy– Oh God, holy shit.." his moans are even lewder than the sound of his tip hitting your tongue, short pants followed by long drawn out whimpers and (for the lack of a better word) slutty moans are all that can pass his lips, besides the odd 'mommy' and 'shit, fuck, God'.

The poor man only lasts a few minutes before you feel him suddenly jerk and his hips stop altogether, warm ropes hitting your tongue and spreading over  between your boobs as he slowly but shakily rolls his hips back and fourth, working the orgasm out of himself with soft whimpers.

You wrap your lips around the pulsing tip of his cock to milk a few more drops from him, with the strange feeling of the fangs making him jolt a little in surprise.

Rewarding him with one last lick, you stand back on your feet, still holding your tits in your hands as you lick your lips and lean towards him.

"Go on then, you said you wanted to suck them." 

Steven's eyes dart over the mess splattered over your chest, his face flushing in embarrassment before he closes his eyes and replaces your hands with his own to thumb your nipples, mouth meeting your hot skin to lick his own seed off of you. You run your hand through his hair affectionately and moan quietly while he cleans you up and moves down to your hard buds to roll and circle around them, teasing you as you'd done to him earlier.

"Oh darling..." A breathy pant leaves your lips as you rock your hips towards him, and before you can even say anything, you feel his fingertips slipping underneath your dress and into the pool between your legs, making your grasp tighten in his hair. 

"S–teven— we don't have enough time, honey..." Is what you try to warn him, but it just falls on deaf ears as his calloused fingers sweep through your folds and run over your clit in the same way his tongue is teasing your nipples. 

"Bite me again."

"What?"

"Bite me again. Please, mommy."

Another moan is tugged from your chest and makes you buck your hips against his perfectly calculating fingers. You curl over him, your mouth resting above that beating nerve till you sink your teeth into him as he presses his thick fingers into your needy, wet hole and drags them along your sweet spot. His groan only makes you bite onto him and grip his shoulders harder till you're driving yourself down on his fingers with muffled moans, his tongue flicking your sensitive nipples.

"Can you cum for me, love? Please cum for me mommy, use my fingers."

Those words send waves of pleasure through your body as your thighs shake and clamp around his hand to stop you from collapsing on the floor, long groans tickling Steven's skin while you ride out your high on his fingers.

You sigh softly and pull your head from his shoulder after you've calmed down, tracing your fingers over the dents on the man's neck.

"Now I've got a real vampire bite, haven't I?" He grins and nudges your neck with his nose.

"Yeah.." you giggle softly and stand up shakily, using his shoulders to hold yourself up as he puts himself away. "Lemme get some new underwear… then we can head out." 

"Or you could just wear no underwear–"

"Steven!" You swat his shoulder playfully, "Don't tempt me."

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By the time Steven's whisking you off to the museum toilets, you're both 3 drinks down. Your skin feels all warm, like it's buzzing under the surface, and you can tell that Steven feels the same based on the flushness of his cheeks and the way his words slur together at the ends. Throwing open the women's bathroom door, he guides you into a stall while his mouth sloppily tries to kiss you back, soft whimpers escaping when he can't latch onto your lips in the way he loves too the most.

"Mmnnn, ssstupid bloody fangs..." He grumbles, hands roaming all over your body as if he's a hungry predator toying with its prey.

"You weren't saying that earlier, baaaby." A grin spreads across your lips before you pat his chest to make him stop. "Take them out if they're pissing you off that much, silly billy." You giggle and reach for his mouth to wiggle a finger between his soft lips, your boyfriend automatically wrapping his lips around it and sucking a little as his eyes flutter shut. He chokes when he feels you press down on his tongue.

"Hey!!" A pout replaces his goofy grin.

"I wasn't tryna make you suuuuck it, just trying to get these things out–" 

"No, no time; need you now, want you now, love." You feel his fingers start to wander again and slide under your dress and over your naked hips; you'd taken his suggestion of not wearing anything underneath.

He groans, and before you can argue back, he's turning you around and bending you over. You have to hold the walls to balance your dizzy head as you spread your legs apart further for him, looking back at your disheveled, sweaty boyfriend while he fumbles with the zipper of his costume. It doesn't help that he didn't bring his glasses, since they're quite helpful when slightly inebriated, but eventually he manages to pull it down and palm his clothed erection.

"Been teasing me all evening, right, dove?" His large hand splays across your ass and grips the flesh so he can watch how it squishes between his fingers. "Been wanting me to do this since–" he hiccups. "–since we got here." 

A simple nod from you doesn't satisfy him, and he reaches down to thumb your clit. "Right, pet?" 

God, drunk Steven is going to be the death of you.

"Of course!... Yes honey, wanted this all night." You whine softly and push back on him to feel his clothed tip press against your hole.

"Knew it..." The man giggles a little to himself and leans over you, his fingers clasping over your mouth in a semi tight grip. "Can't be making noise now though, yeah love? Gotta stay nice 'n quiet fffor me..." The thick digits run through your wet folds before pushing his boxers down so his cock can spring out and he can grip the base. 

Slowly, he presses into your warmth, groaning softly and resting his head on your spine as the feeling overwhelms his pretty, drunk head. The stretch of him is always admittedly your favourite part, whether it's Steven slowly stretching you out like this, or Marc ruthlessly fucking his shape into you, either way it's the best feeling.

His hips draw back, and then thrust forward again, his cock sliding in and out of you perfectly as the natural curve of his length rubs something inside you that makes it hard for you to stay quiet. 

"Oh Steven –ah!– baby–"

"Shhh, keep quiet, love… being sssuuch a good girl." He mumbles in your ear, soft pants and quiet moans building and escaping his own lips. You can't see it, but you can tell his brows are furrowed together in that delicious expression, the one he always does when he's concentrating on fucking you… especially when he's tipsy.

Despite your thoughts wandering for a second, Steven draws you back with a particularly harsh thrust, making you gasp into his hand and your nails drag down the cubicle walls as he continuously hits you with those hard thrusts, albeit a little sloppy and out of rhythm.

"Oh, shit– ssshhit, dove, Imma cum. Lemme cum in you. Please, pet."

His pleading is simply met with a whine and nod from you as your hand dives between your legs and rubs that bundle of nerves in just the right way to make you take in a sharp breath and push back on your boyfriend, enveloping him in your pulsing, wet heat as ropes of hot white paint your walls and Steven's soft moans fill your ears.

Now gripping onto the toilet paper holder, you slowly come down from your high, your thighs still shaking a little as the love if your life takes in staggered breaths.

"Love you..." You hear him mumble from the position in your back that he had his face pressed into. "ssso so much."

"Love you too, baby." You reply, despite the rather unromantic setting of the museum cubicle finally setting in. 

"We ssshhould get outta here though, pretty sure Donna was eyeing me when we came in here."

"Eh… fuck her."

Steven's confidence makes you laugh, and you reach your arm behind to pat his head gently, enjoying the silence for a bit longer.

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[winterwump]

Positions - J High Boys🤍

Summary: The J High Boys and what sex positions they like and why!!

Author’s Note: I plan on including Eli and Warren even tho they don’t actually attend J-High as of right now. In my head, none of these boys get bitches like that (and yes, Eli too lol). But I thought this was fun

CW: Mentions of Rough Sex and Breeding

ENJOY!!

Daniel: Cowgirl all the way. He’ll never admit it, but Danny just likes to watch your tits move regardless of their size. If you have small tits, that’s okay , because the sight of you bouncing eagerly on his cock is enough to make him a blushing mess!

Zack: Doggystyle. Solely because he's watched so much doggystyle porn to where it’s only natural that he does it. Also he gets a good look at your holes while he’s going to town on you. He’s the type to *jokingly* bend you over and hump you so you know doggy’s his thing.

Vasco: Missionary. Oh come on, you knew it was true lol. Our baby boy loves looking at your face while he’s plowing deep inside your pussy. Or he likes to bury his face in the crook of your neck - leaving you with eye-catching hickeys. (He’d be more embarrassed about it than you the morning after lol)

Eli: Reverse Cowgirl. It’s efficient lol. He’s hung so of course he likes a position in which the full length of his cock can be taken. That, and he likes griping your hips while he makes you take him balls deep.

Warren: Missionary. He deadass doesn’t know any other positions and I’m being serious. Also because he thinks you're pretty and he just wants to see you all sweaty and horny for him. When he realized that he could play with your clit in missionary, oh it was a wrap for you (lol)

Vinjin: Mating Press. This man is a menace to your back and cervix. It's about drive, it’s about power. But no fr, this man is on a mission to get you pregnant or to leave you fucked-out and shaking. Either option is good, but Vin prefers you to get pregnant because he’s already pumped you full so it’d be a waste. Can you tell that Vin has a breeding kink???

I’ve been turning this one around in my mind for a bit. It feels like I’ve written this b4, but idk and idc lol. I wanted to do this same prompt with guys from Workers and Big Deal idk idk. Anyways, BYE!!!

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[icyowl]

Idk if your taking request if not discard! lol but uh >< could we get some Vash & Wolfwood A/O/B head canons? What do you think their second genders would be? and how would they be w reader?

A/B/O Headcanons (Vash, Wolfwood)

Pairings: Wolfwood x reader, Vash x reader

A/N/: always up for ABO. Always.

As my bio says, I'm not open for requests per se, but if an ask strikes my fancy, I might get inspired!

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WOLFWOOD

An alpha through and THROUGH

very growly. It's deep and slow and rumbly and he loves using it on others or using it on you and catching you off guard. He smells the effect it has on you through your scent glands and his eyes key in on the tiny shaking it puts in your knees. You alright there, ankle biter? Lookin' a little unsteady he says with a wicked grin. Even the cigarette bounces with mirth.

Whatever class Wolfwood was going to be, the experiments done by the Dr. turned him into an alpha. It's done on purpose because alphas are more goal-oriented and driven, and because its pretty easy to keep them in line with a steady dose of hard-core suppressants. Getting Wolfwood to detox from them was definitely an exercise in building trust. The ensuing rut you had to help him through was. . . intense, to say the least.

Puts out his cigarettes when you're around. Just because he can cancel out the ill-effects by drinking his vials doesn't mean he has to subject you to it.

Say his first name nice and softly with some of those omega hormones pushing out into the room and watch his whole shoulder line gradually slump until he's putting his head on your shoulder and licking the oils from your scent glands.

Look, its fact that at some point he will use himself as a human shield to keep you safe because, again, he's got those vials to help him recover. The first time he got, for all intents and purposes, murdered in front of your eyes was a horrifying experience. Even after he'd made a full recovery (another mildly disturbing moment when he seemingly came back from the dead just as quickly as he joined it), you'd lost many nights worth of sleep. When he found out, you had a long discussion about his ready-fire-aim tendencies.

It came as no surprise you began to have nightmares. Try as he might, he wasn't good at consoling you at first. It took time for Wolfwood to realize slapping you on the back like some bro and telling you the vials taste like candy wasn't the way to make you feel better.

Has gotten your group thrown out of a number of establishments after holding a man at gunpoint for so much as flirting with you. Very clearly used the moment as an excuse to show off in front of you.

Definitely gives you the talk about worrying about yourself before others or before you make stupid choices that might put you in harms way. Gets you a gun of some kind, something manageable, and maybe it won't obliterate some of the things that are coming after you but it'll give you a chance to get away or at least buy time until he can get there.

“Whatever Blondie does, you do the opposite, you hear me?”

Also chew you out if/when you put yourself in danger. Doesn't matter why. He'll get in your face and yell and interrupt you at every turn. “I don't care that you were saving some kid! Drop kick him out a window for all I care! The next time you do something like that, I'll kill you myself!”

Loves showing off your relationship in front of others. Favorite thing to do is, whenever you go to sit by him in a public place, his arm snakes around you (whether its your arm or waist or a part of your clothing) and simply yanks you to his lap.

This man. This man would not touch a healthy relationship with a ten-foot pole. Like, we can agree his most stable relationship is with his gun, right? So totally expect him to be a little lost when it comes to taking care of you emotionally. It never occurred to him how many days had passed without him scenting you; just figured you were dealing with something or had a change in hormones when you began to smell sour.

On your end, you're freaking out. There has to be a reason why he's not doing it. Is he over you? Do you smell bad? Is something going on in his life you don't know about? Is there someone else? How do you bring it up without sounding accusatory? Should you just drop it?

When you finally lean in and just go for it, fisting his shirt and burrying your nose under his chin, nestled right up against his pulse, and purr, he does nothing for several seconds. Meanwhile your heart is skittering wildly. What you don't realize is you've positively short-circuited this poor man. Could his heart always beat like this? So fast, so erratically? A low rumble escapes him and encases you in an embrace.

He realizes this is the first time he's ever purred.

VASH

could legit be any class. I'm sure most of y'all see him as an omega, but for funsies I'll make him an alpha for a change!

Like, come on, you can't tell me those canines from the last episode scream anything else but alpha. Plus, we all know how determined he can get. Just imagine that you're the one he can't turn his instincts away from, you're the one that makes him feel the most like a regular person, you're the one that elicits such a visceral reaction from him.

Three words: PRO TEC TIVE. If you got with him hoping to break him of his savior mentality, you've gotten with the wrong person. His habits include but are not limited to: keeping watch every time you sleep (even at the risk of his own lethargy), repositioning you to where he perceives to be the safest spot (picking dining tables closest to an exit, putting himself between you and strangers, ensuring an unobstructed path to you and his gun, etc.), scenting your clothes every morning before you wake to keep other alphas from bothering you, smiling in such a way that he shows off his canines to anyone that bothers you, and coming up with lame excuses to get you away from anyone that bothers him. Vash is mostly polite about it, but you know what't up. Nuzzle into him and watch him melt into you and purr gently.

Yo his glyphs pulse when his alpha instincts come to the surface. Defending you from another alpha? Needing to scent you to feel calm? You got him riled up? All those will do it and its sometimes been a close call to hide it from strangers. You love it when it happens in the dark of a room and he literally lights up the space.

Seeing you in his jacket sends a shiver up his spine and makes his pupils expand considerably. He's soooo attentive to you. The slightest change in your scent due to your emotions — whether they be fear or jealousy or loneliness — and he's on you, nuzzling into your scent glands to try and calm you and offering to get you someplace private for a scenting session. Don't be surprised if he completely ignores your protests and excuses the two of you from the rest of the group.

One time he was so caught up in the moment of battle, so fearful when he saw a gun aiming for your chest, that his cybernetic hand grabbed for your arm and yanked you aside. It almost hurt him as much as if you'd been shot when he realized his fingers left dark bruises on your skin, and he'd carelessly flung you into a bookshelf where you'd knocked the back of your head against the corner, causing wet blood to rush into your hair and face.

He refused to touch you for days after that. Thankfully, in the dead of night, long after everyone else had gone to bed, you found him leaning bodily against the wall at the end of the hallway, resisting his hormone-fueled delirium on sheer willpower alone, and were able to convince him to give in to the bond. Oh how he wanted to scent you and be scented, how his oil glands wetted themselves feebly, desperate to touch your scent glands. You had enough when he tried to escape you again; one gentle press to the gland on his wrist and he finally gave in — pupils expanded, eyes glossed over, canines descended. Vash pinned you against the wall, chuffing and nuzzling while you tried to keep your head on straight. His pheromones were positively overwhelming.

Vash reverently touched the bandage on your head and the bruises on your arm, apologizing with whines and whimpers. The poor man could hardly speak with the hormones buzzing through him, but he tried to convey the pain he felt at hurting you, even unintentionally. You soothed the guilt with gentle words and a steady stroke to the gland on his neck.

Because of his biology, he has a very unique scent. It's clean and fresh and everyone takes notice. You've had to fight off a few omegas during your time together. My man's totally clueless.

Like, he can smell you're frustrated, but why? Those ladies were just helping him get directions to the next town? Oh, they were holding his arm as they pointed to the horizon? He never noticed. They were just being nice. Why were you glaring at them? Whatever the reason, he can tell you need his pheromones and floods the space with them accordingly.

Sooooo hesitant when it comes to marking you, or really even allowing his mouth anywhere near your supple skin. He doesn't trust himself not to lose control or get carried away. Vash knows what being bound to him would mean; the danger, the running. To him, it's no different than painting a bullseye on you. It takes time, and a lot of trust and coaxing, but eventually he gives in to the trance tugging at his brain. Eventually, he gives himself over to it. His nibbling teeth and laving tongue don't leave your skin for some time.

#a/b/o #vash the stampede x reader #trigun stampede x reader #vash x reader #wolfwood x reader #nicholas d. wolfwood #a/b/o au #io has ideas

[strawberry-lemonade-kisses]

Empty Nester's (M)

Tags - manga spoilers, new manga ending because it's mine, Fem Reader, Reader is called mama, mom, etc. Cunnilingus, squirting, idk

"With the children away for the weekend, what do you guys have planned?” Makio was swaddled with your baby, 11 months old and so big already, she could easily be mistaken for much older than she is. She was like her daddy, big, smart, and sweet. Harumi had been visiting the Uzui’s on the weekends for the past month giving you and Gyomei a break but also preparing them for the arrival of their own bundle of joy in the coming months. Of course, you had spent weekends as a family with them but then it was suggested that she stay by herself. You compromised with all three of the kids staying with the Uzui’s that way at least Muichiro and Genya knew their sister and could help.

“I don’t think we are doing anything special, a night in, maybe we will get a full night of sleep” Gyomei laughed from the doorway where he was talking with Tengen, the boys crowding him as he talked of their weekend plans. Makio squinted, rolling her eyes before turning back to you. “How is Hinatsuru? Has the tea been helping ease her stomach? It was heaven sent for me, Shinobu had trained Aoi so well” Makio nodded, bouncing slightly as Harumi stirred from where she rested.

“She is doing much better, eating a lot more which we are grateful for. She had us all worried. But she is well, excited to see Harumi, I think the maternal instincts are already kicked in because she hasn’t stopped talking about Harumi since she left last weekend” You nodded, understanding the feeling, throughout your pregnancy just seeing babies made you want to cry from happiness, some mothers would even come chat when they noticed your heavy stomach, letting you gush over their baby.

“Yeah, but Harumi is also the sweetest girl, so patient and she loves her brothers so she’s happy when they are around” Harumi’s head lifted at the mention of her brothers. “You should head home before she falls asleep, she sleeps like her father at night and Hinatsuru may not get to play with her” You urged the Uzui wife back towards the door, Tengen noticing the movement moved to let Makio pass.

“That’s our cue then, we will see you all in 3 days, have a good night, and try not to have too much fun!” Tengen winked before turning to follow his wife, your sons leaving with a wave and a few air kisses before following as well, a row of little ducklings.

As the door slid shut your husband turned to you.

“Come on, I have something for you” He was rocky, still settling into the prosthetic leg, it made him sway a lot when he walked but he no longer had to hold onto your shoulder, he could walk just by holding your hand which was an improvement. He was still hesitant about holding Harumi while standing but that would happen with time, just had to be patient.

“You’ve been so patient with us, every single one of us, from the boys to Harumi, and to me. Since the fall of the demons almost 2 years ago you’ve been so attentive and working nonstop, making sure everyone is comfortable and happy, you’ve kept everyone fed and bathed. You even changed our bandages and helped us bathe, which is no small feat. You did so much and I just wanted you to know how grateful I am, and how grateful the boys are to have you, to call you my wife, to call you a mother. I am so happy to be here with you, to have been given the chance to stay on this planet with you and live happily.” He paused his speech as you got to the backyard, lit with lanterns and decorated with flowers. There was a large blanket in the middle of the yard, filled with pillows to create what looked like the coziest bed ever. Sitting next to the bed was a tray lined with snacks and wine alongside 2 glasses.

“What is all this? When did you do all this?” You turned towards your husband of 5 years someone who you had watched grow into the beast of a man before you today, so gentle and loving and at the same time he held power you couldn’t even imagine carrying after knowing him for 8 years he still gave you butterflies.

“Had some help, you are quite oblivious when you are with Harumi so it was easy, she loves her mama just as much as I do. You are an amazing woman and I’m so honored and blessed to call you my wife.” Your eyes watered at the thought behind this surprise and his sweet words, you hadn’t put thought into the things you did, there was a house to run and a family to take care of after they literally saved the world, the least you could do is take care and help them, it was almost natural, you had been taking care of Gyomei’s injuries since you had first met in the wisteria house your family-owned, although it was closed now, once again it was just a home but more than welcome to those who were former corps members.

“I don’t know what to say” his hands moved to your back, gently guiding you towards the bed, the warmth from the overwhelming amount of candles provided such comfort that it didn’t take long for your muscles to relax as you sunk into the cushions and pillows.

“you don’t need to say anything, just relax, enjoy your night” There was a soft smile on Gyomeis face as he sat down, stretching his legs. “c’mere let me hold you” his words were quiet, like a whisper to draw you into his space, you didn’t hesitate before moving between his legs, letting your back rest against his chest while he wrapped you in his arms, letting his hands rest on your thighs. You both sat in silence, enjoying the clear night with the stars shining so bright you could probably see without the candles, but they provided extra comfort to your night. It was nice having a night with just the two of you, it was something that you hadn’t experienced in years. Between them fighting Muzan and having to relearn how to live normally, to giving birth to your daughter there was always a full house. Now they were able to leave, more than ready to get out of the house and spend time with their friends and family. It was something you weren’t quite ready for. Large hands were wiping away tears before you could realize you were crying.

“What ails you? What can I do?” Gyomei was soft as he addressed you, still holding your cheek as you relaxed back into him.

“They are all leaving, they can leave us now” you sniffled, turning around to face your husband, sitting on your knees. “Gyomei, the boys are gonna get married and leave” Deep down you knew it was ridiculous to think that they would suddenly leave, they were only 17 but you were dating Gyomei at 19 and he was 22, they could leave at any age. Gyomei smiled, his clouded eyes flickering about.

“Let’s slow down, no one is going anywhere. They are spending the weekend with the Uzui’s, and no one is getting married anytime soon unless we marry them off. Lay back, listen to that quiet, no kids, no screaming or fighting, no crying. Tranquility. S nice isn’t it?” You sat back, taking Gyomei’s advice and listening to the world around you. “What do you hear?” you listened close, relaxing into the embrace of your beloved and closing your eyes to truly listen.

“I hear the trees as they shake.”

“Mhm”

“I hear The birds sing their young to sleep. It sounds like they are getting tired” You were focusing, you swear you were, but his hands were distracting, wandering from your hips. His touch started slow, just rubbing your sides like he did when you wanted to relax, but then they started to move inwards, resting on your stomach and moving up.

“What else do you hear” His voice was low like he was telling you something you were allowed to hear, trying to hide it from the world.

“um…” You couldn’t focus on the sounds, not when he cupped one of your breasts, applying pressure as he leaned into your neck, wet kisses trailing from your jaw to your collarbone.

“focus, what’s going on?” The tone of his voice was a warning, a baritone hum as he continued his ministrations, biting into the skin of your neck as you leaned to the side, giving him more access.

“Frogs” is all you got out, moaning as one hand undid the ties to your clothing and the other continued to fondle you.

“good girl, what else” He paused, leaning back to watch each inch of your kimono fall off your shoulders and reveal your skin.

“I-“ a moan interrupted you as both his hands went to work, pinching the nipple of one breast while massaging the other. His lips still danced along your skin, slowly compared to his rough hands. “The river” He hummed into your skin, encouragement to continue as he worked like he was tuning a violin, plucking the strings of your pleasure until he had it just right. “You” Your answer was met with his hands removing themselves from your body, his mouth detaching itself from your skin. You sat up, turning to look at your husband.

“Yeah? What do I sound like?” His disheveled hair and lack of prayer beads had him looking almost feral, his hooded gaze staring down at you as he crawled over you, moving you until your back hit the ground, looking up at him. Your answer never came as he engulfed you in a kiss, claiming your lips as his own. You couldn’t stop the moan that erupted as one of his hands found purchase on your hip, pulling the band of your panties until they snapped back at your skin. Your tongue grazed his lip, asking for more, and was met with a hasty reply. Your mouths danced so familiarly with one another, like every movement of the other's tongue was rehearsed, practiced an infinite number of times over, each clash of teeth and head tilt a piece of intricate choreography. Gyomei pulled back gasping, head tilting towards your ear.

“You know what I want?” He hummed pressing a kiss to your collar, lips wet with your shared saliva. You made a noise of acknowledgment, too high-strung by his constant touches everywhere but where you wanted. You're sure if you looked down you would see your panties soaked through, uncomfortably damp but you couldn’t care less. “I want to be the one to listen to the pretty noises you make when you cum on my tongue” Your breath hitched as he placed another kiss on the slope of your breast, moving his way down your body, with teasing touches and wet kisses. “Okay?” He continued his path down your body, nipping at your hip bone, tracing the soft skin of your stomach as he nosed at your panties.

“Yes sir”

“Good girl” His praise was accompanied by his tongue, licking at the wet patch that had stained your panties. He was never a patient man when it came to pleasure, you had grown used to it, he knew what he wanted and he wasn’t afraid to take it if you let him, and who were you to deny your husband of such pleasures? He pulled aside your panties, not bothering to slide them off your hips, just revealing the glistening beauty of your pussy. The groan he let out was pure sin like a predator warning its prey before it eats them. Which is what he planned on doing. Gyomei didn’t waste time, diving into the heat of your pussy. His tongue flicked at your throbbing clit, teasing and divine. He went from flicking to sucking, not wasting a breath between both, switching the rhythm to keep you on edge. You reached down, hoping to hold onto him as grounding, afraid you would float away in the thralls of pleasure.

“Mei, please don’t stop” You moaned a symphony for him, following the beat of his tongue. 2 fingers pushed their way into your heat, thick and practiced it was almost too natural for him to do it, like he was using the hand to tighten the ropes of your pleasure, cranking at them in hopes they would break. He hummed into you, enjoying his meal thoroughly, eyes closed like he was lost in his own heaven and that ad you clenching, teetering on the edge of orgasm thinking he was enjoying this as much as you. By the way you could make out the subtle shift of his hips against the ground, you had no doubts he was. His fingers curled upwards, thrusting in at a speed faster than his tongue. You fell, the pleasure quickly overwhelming your body jolted, trying to breathe through the pleasure. You saw stars, eyes rolling back for a few seconds as his ministrations continued, not wanting to slow and end his own pleasure. Another groan resonated through your core that had you yelping, an unfamiliar swirl in your stomach itching forward.

“C’mon baby” He moaned again, begging for your body, and his hand continued it work, mouth quickly attaching back to your overly sensitive bud. A second orgasm came crashing down on you, a litany of explants leaving your mouth as you released all pent-up energy, coating your husband's face in a stream of pleasure. He lapped eagerly at your sex, not wasting a drop of you, pulling his fingers out and licking them clean as well while you tried to come back to earth, breathing heavily and holding weakly to the and that still held your panties to the side. Gyomei sat on his heels, rubbing at your tighs while you tried to get ahold of yourself.

“You did so good mama’s, so good for me, huh?” His tone was encouraging. He was careful as he moved your legs together, giving him room to lay next to you, a space heater for your bare body, still recovering. You looked at him through lidded eyes, a sleepy smile gracing your lips.

“Gyomei,” You whispered, still breathless. He smiled, pulling you into his chest so you could snuggle in, using your kimono as a blanket to cover you and keep you warm.

“I’m here” He pressed a kiss to your head, damp, but you didn’t care.

“Thank you” He hummed, knowing that this was just the beginning of a long night.

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[agirlwholovesrockstars]

you ain't woman enough

☆ EDDIE MUNSON'S MASTERLIST ☆

❣ AGATHA'S MAIN PAGE ❣

Summary : some crazy diehard fan claims to steal your man, of course- you won't let that happen

Word Count : not too long, I hope

Warnings : 18+ Rockstar!Eddie Munson x FEM!reader, language, reader and Eddie are both (25) also they're MARRIED to each other, no use of y/n, Gareth is (18), Jeff is (20) mentions of a fan having self-harm history, the lunatic fan (I named her Delancy, she's 18) can be very invasive, disrespectful, delusional and too obsessed with Eddie, alcohol consumption, mentions of pregnancy at the end, I think that's just it tho

What to Expect : angst and fluff teehee

Note To Reader : guys, you're not going to believe this because my fever just bounced back again making me suffer once more 💀 (but I'm good right now don't worry)

Author Note : LOVE LOVE THIS SONG SO MUCH- OF COURSE YOU KNOW I'VE HAD TO MAKE A FIC WITH IT ;)) (idk if I feel satisfied about this fic but here it goes)

You and Eddie have been together for ages

A bit dramatic, isn't it?

But no, seriously, it's like you spend a lifetime every minute, hour and seconds being with him

Since high school, Eddie thought it's cruel joke when you talked to him for the first time

He had a bit of time to grow on you back then, but when you finally get to know him when he unsheds his layers of showing the tough act to people at school

He is actually very sweet

That's where it all took off

You're always been there

The Hellfire Club campaigns, The Hideout sessions, the best part is that you we're also there when he got his long-awaited diploma

Wayne loves you, gosh, Eddie can still vividly remember the teasing moments that make him so freaking embarrassed when it revealed that Eddie has a crush on you

It's the most silliest confession that you both shared to each other, giggling at the same time

It's also wholesome in a way that you feel like yourself when you're with him than you're own

That's says something

You watch him grew to become one of the highest paid rock bands all of time, Corroded Coffin

Back in graduation in college, he said that he'll marry you and you'll be on his side while he's touring around the world

The words you told him never left his mind

"Always keep your dreams alive, Ed's"

You both love metal music, films, obviously certified nerds, always excited when you're both talking about your favorites

I mean- what's not to love?

"You're ready? sweetheart?"

"Yeah"

You gave him 360° turn to your full ensemble for the tonight's show

Oh, he was stunned at it, he takes a minute to process

"Well?"

"You look fantastic- I mean- hot, super super hot"

You snort "Okay, let's go rockstar"

You've prepared yourself for this since the beginning, the moment that Eddie got himself big time at a record label

You know what you're in for

You're ready to face it all, the tabloids, loads of paparazzi everywhere, awestruck fans that recognize the both of you walking in the streets of L.A

You also know once you entered this business, there's no longer privacy that you knew before

The fandom that Eddie has is like a freaking movement almost like an activist, every false lies, rumors, gossips, they defend him with his bandmates

You adore them, really, grateful for it

The head of the official fanbase of Corroded Coffin is really nice and respects everyone of you, even treat you like normal human beings

They organized parties when it's time for an occasion like Corroded Coffin won a Grammy, New Year's, when someone in the band has a birthday, it's really great

Sometimes, you wish every fan is just like that, or sometimes even not a fan, you wished they'll treat you kindly

While eating lunch with Eddie at a local diner downtown

"You know, there's a young girl keeps looking at our spot for like 30 mins now" Eddie is wearing Ray-Ban black sunglasses as he quietly speaks as he takes a sip of his coffee

You had a mouth full of philly cheesesteak as you turned around to find what your husband is referring to

There, you spot her, when you catch her eyes, she simply look away shyly

You hum as you shrug "It looks like she wants to say something"

"Oh, boy, here she comes"

Before you can react to what he just said, she's now standing to where you both seated but she gave a distance for personal space that leaves an impression to the both of you

Eddie caught a glimpse of the young girl's wrist with marks of healed pocks, you saw it too, he watches her intently but when he saw how genuine her eyes are, he knows this isn't some weird fanatic

You cleared your throat as you smile at the young girl

"Uh- hi, I'm so very sorry, if I made you both uncomfortable but I- I just want to express my gratitude, your songs really helped me a lot and ever since I stopped doing it for 5 years already and I feel a whole lot better and uh- your love story has always been my favorite- it's very inspiring and I've always been looking up to the both of you and uh- yeah thanks for everything" she leaves at that

the young girl went on and on with her slightly ducked down too shy to even look at the both of your eyes

"That's really sweet" you say with twinkling eyes as you kept your eyes on the young girl

"Wow, see- this is why I'm doing this! I will keep on making music when something like that happens! I can help people!" He beams exhilaratingly with a smile

"Eddie, haven't you realized you've been doing this since highschool?" You hold his hand across the table

"Yes, I know and I will do what I do best" he winks and you by that look

You know he's gonna make this interaction memorable

"Hey, kid"

The young girl almost can't believe the Eddie Munson called her out

"We appreciate you so much" he says as he picked the whole new latest album from his bag

Young girl is appalled, felt weak on the knees almost, you giggled at her reaction

To make everything go insane, he even signed the album cover

You hand it out to her "We're so proud of you"

She takes it with shaky hands as she laughs "I-I'm sorry, I'm freaking out inside, thank you so very much"

"You'll be the first person to hear it"

"I'll listen to it once I get home, I will never forget this day in my life!"

You and Eddie both chuckled "Treasure it, sweetie! You deserve it!"

"I love you both so much, you have absolutely no idea! um- I'll be attending your show this coming Saturday" you shyly added with a grin

You squealed as you look at Eddie with excitement, he took his glasses off

"That's very metal, dear" he makes a rock n roll sign as the kid does the same time, both shared laughs

You watched the kid happily as she runs over to her parents with the album in hand as they become starstrucked when they saw both of you, waving at their daughter

You sigh in content "Isn't that just awesome?!?" You slam your hands on the table feeling giddy

Eddie throws his head back in laughter as his mind replays the endearing interaction earlier

"My manager is going to kill me after this"

"Oh, yeah right- you weren't supposed to reveal your latest album yet"

"I doubt it she'll not spread it to everyone"

"I'll drink to that"

Turns out, both of your guts we're right, the young girl didn't leaked the whole ass album for the whole world to hear

The tour was going fantastic, the crowd roars, screams, cheers everyone is going nuts once the band came out the stage

The after-party is your favorite part when the set is done, it's just you, Eddie, Jeff and Gareth hanging out

It's like old times, the difference is that all of you are a part of public figures now

But, no, never once or anyone of you let that get into your head, you don't want to believe or let yourself be aware of that "I'm a celebrity and you're nothing" type of shit, all of you remained humble since day one

No wonder why people adored you so much

Jeff finished his degree last year, now he's got himself a babe beside him, Gareth only have 2 years left at his college

He is so sick of it already, but he won't stop until he finally graduated

"Now, I get it why- Eddie feels so fucking drained after college" Gareth groans as he sats down next to you

"But my tutoring while on the tour bus helped, right?" You gave him an sympathetic smile

He smiles tiredly "Yeah, I'm just so exhausted but I'm almost there"

"That's the spirit!"

"Man, I don't know how you do it, are you getting enough sleep?" Jeff chimes in as he drinks his beer as he awaits for his friend to answer

"I don't even remember when's the last time I got a good night's sleep"

"Your time has run out" a voice rudely interrupted your conversation

You, Jeff, Gareth turn around at the girl who is standing closer to you

Jeff and Gareth shared confusion looks to each other

"Excuse me?" You say as look at her directly

"I said he's done with you"

"Who?"

"Eddie"

Jeff makes a face and Gareth is unamused, offended by it

You tried your best to be polite as you wave your hand in front of her dismissively, maybe it's just some girl who mistakenly thought you're someone that she knew

"He doesn't love you anymore"

Who is this person? You think to yourself

You laugh incredulously as you lean forward, Jeff and Gareth looked at you and thinks why you're aren't doing anything to be mean just for once

They're watching the nicest argument ever

"You have to let him go" she says as she crossed both of her arms

"Why would I do that?"

"So, I can take him"

You, Jeff and Gareth looked at each other with knowing looks as you tried to keep your composure stable

The bartender is clearly knows what the fuck is going on and couldn't help but to bite back a laughter as well

"Ooh- okay, hot shot- gimme a sec" you say with a mockery on your voice as you bit your lip to stop bursting to any second

You kick Jeff and elbowed Gareth to stop them from snickering

"Hey, Francis" you paid for the tabs, you treat the guys for the drink tonight

"You didn't have to-"

"I insist, you always gave me fine drinks and you never let me pay? Come on- take it"

The older man smiles and sighs and muttered a small thank you

All of you go down to your rotating circle chairs, but before you left her, you twirl around with a teasing smile

She became annoyed at you, you didn't even know what the hell she's annoyed at you for

"Sorry to burst your bubble, you can't do that"

"What makes you think that I can't?" She snaps and it makes you amused

Jeff and Gareth make a teasing "Oooh's" as you flipped the guys off behind your back

"Because-" you looked at her from top to bottom

She really wasted her beauty for pulling a stunt like this?

"You aren't there yet"

You know, she ain't gonna understand that phrase because she's young, you didn't even bother to explain what it means so you turn heel and left her at it

You wiggle your fingers at her as you wave goodbye and she watches the three you finally booming the streets with the loud cackles

At the backstage, 10 mins left before the show starts

"Eddie! Stand still!" You say as you fix his outfit

"I've been performing for years and I still get nervous" he says with a unsure smile

"That's totally normal, Eddie, once you get out of there and feel all of the people energy and literally once you start singing? You'd be great like you always do" you say as you finish doing touch ups to his look

He didn't replied, he instead hugged you

"Oh" you got startled at his sudden action but you melt with it

"Thank you, sweetheart"

"Anytime, Ed's"

A frequent knock is going on the door, almost breaking it, he swung it open- he got cutt off by someone

"Alright, alright! I'll be there-"

"Where have you been?!? I've looked for you everywhere!"

"What-"

"Didn't you missed me?!?"

You lean onto your side of the doorframe with arms crossed as Eddie looked at you for help almost like he's saying "Do you have any idea who is this person?!?"

The young lady who you encountered last night meet your eyes, you swore you saw the fire ignited once you came into the frame

"What is she doing here?!?"

Eddie is so perplexed as he continues to look at the random girl and you just smirk to yourself

She reached for Eddie's hand as he became so stunned at her action and you raised both of your eyebrows at her boldness

The audacity of this person is wild

"Honey? Care to explain, please?" Eddie is obviously trying to let go of the grip that she's holding onto him

"Oh, I just met her last night and how rude of me not knowing your name- if you even had one" you sarcastically speak up, it's very comedic to watch her face crumpled up to your smugness

"It's Delancy"

"Yeah, right- Delancy!" You act like it was the most interesting information ever

Eddie is watching you with a wolfish grin, he finally understood it

"I'm here to support my boyfriend" she lOviNgLy looks up at Eddie, the situation doesn't even get worse from there as he looks at you through his bangs as he purses his lips together

"Sweetie, before you can get to him, I'll have to move over and I'm gonna stand right here"

"You can't!"

"It will be over my dead body"

Eddie finally got away from the hold as he looks at her with fake sympathetic smile with a pout as he throws both of his hands in defense

You glanced at the corner and saw the security guards probably looking for her

You lean closer as you say "So, get out while you can" you nudge your chin towards the guards and she panic as she runs away

"Oh my fucking god" Jeff jogs as he tries to catch up his breath

"Give me a minute" Gareth holds up a finger as he pants

"So, she's the girl that you little shitheads talking about, huh?"

Both of the young men nod as they chuckled slightly

"Can't believe she got herself inside" you scoff as you shake your head

"Hmm, maybe there's a way to end this ridiculousness" Eddie smirks as all of you looked at him in confusion

The show is exhilaratingly amazing, Eddie called out for you, is this his plan?

You shyly get up on the stage as the crowd cheers for your name

Once you walked closer to Eddie he pulled you in for a kiss

You're surprised but managed to recover as you wrap your arms around him as you kiss him back

Jeff whistles as Gareth clapped aggressively

The whole crowd screamed harder as Eddie pulled you closer more to him as if that were possible, you became flustered as you break the kiss from running out of breath but Eddie?!? Kept stealing kisses as you giggled

"My beautiful wife everybody!" Eddie announces in the microphone not caring if your lipstick is all over his face

"Thank you guys for the insane night! We love you! We appreciate all of your support! Take care and we'll see you soon! Keep on rockin'!" Eddie left with that as Jeff and Gareth came onto your side as they join you for a bow before all of you waved goodbye and exit the stage

The interview is happening in the morning after the last night's show

"Have you heard about the rumor? There's basically a young girl claiming your husband, Eddie, to be as her boyfriend? What is your comment about this?"

Gareth chimes in with a smirk on his face as he leans over to steal a moment in the camera "No comment" he says as Eddie, Jeff snickered as you chuckled as well

"Yeah, I did, I even interacted with her- she seems....interesting"

"Interesting for a therapy" Jeff adds as the three man crack up to his joke

"She even said that Eddie looked at her at the concert last evening" the interviewer spoke up as you can watch Eddie genuinely reacted to this

"Oh my god" Eddie rubs his face as he hides his face buried on his palms as he tries not to laugh

"Well, a man looks at things sometimes that he doesn't need, I think she's referring to what happened at the backstage-"

"I took a second look-" Eddie narrows his eyes at you

"But he's in love with me" you point to yourself ignoring your cheeks blush

"Exactly" Eddie grins as you held his hand

"She even said that the kiss that happened was a fake"

"I don't know where that leaves her" you shrug at the interviewer

"You know where you stand"

You chortled at the interviewer's remark, knowing that this will even more pissed her off

"Precisely, I know where I stand" you agree as you nod

"And there you have it, folks, The Corroded Coffin, it's such a delight to finally to get to talk to you all and the man of the hour, Eddie Munson with his wife, Jeff and Gareth the icons behind the band, Thank you for tuning in!" The interviewer wraps it all up

"Please, do invite your fans to come on over to your tours"

"it's our pleasure, to share our music around the world and all we wanna do is just inspire people" Eddie smiles at the camera while he always pulled you into his side, you love that he never fails to show you off

As the airing ends, Eddie whispers to your ear

"Let's make her even more furious" Eddie bites his lips as he could think for a conniving idea

You snorted at him with a playful smile

"Telling to everyone that you're having a baby" he winks

"Eddie!" You push him playfully on the chest but he laughs as he carries you and spins around at the studio

But he ain't wrong with that, you'll even consider it later ;))

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HI HI HELLO, Just saw your recs. we’re open and i thought i’d chime in! Maybe both Usopp and the strawhat reader are virgins, and decide to have their first time together to “be more experienced”? but..it’s ends up being friends to lovers!! feel free to ignore if you don’t like it or don’t feel comfortable filling it tho!

HI FRIEND!!

Pairing: Usopp x Afab!Reader

WC: 2900 ehehehe

Summary: You and your close friend Usopp decide to bite the bullet and lose your virginity to each other to get that awkward first time out of the way. Will it lead to more?

TW: alcohol consumption, nicotine consumption (don’t do it!), virginity loss, first time awkwardness, making out, fingering, heavy petting, condom usage, early bustin, p in v sex, they're so cute idk

Tags: My moot @usopp-enjoyer hope you love it (also pls enjoy other Usopp fuckers)

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“I’m way more of a tits guy. I mean, I’m not one to ignore a nice ass, but a super rack is really what does it for me.” Franky remarks taking a swig of his cola as he sits at the table with Sanji, Zoro and Usopp after dinner aboard the Sunny one night. 

“How could you even choose? The female form is perfect, I simply can’t choose one part over the other.” Sanji smiles dreamily as he takes a drag from his cigarette. “If I did have to pick, the view of a gorgeous ass bouncing while being taken from behind has to be the most perfect sight of all time.” 

“You’ve never seen that a day in your life, shitty cook.” Zoro smirks and takes a big gulp of sake. 

“I’ve certainly seen it more than you, moss head! All you care about is playing with your stupid swords, I doubt you’ve ever been with a woman like that!” Sanji furrows his curly brows and shouts at the swordsman.

“Obviously I have, it’s the best way to take a girl. Gripping her hair and just drilling into her until she’s screaming…” Zoro leans back in his chair, seemingly visualizing the act. 

“Jeez guys… can we not?” Usopp felt his face heat up at the lewd conversation. He was hoping the focus didn’t turn to him being so obviously inexperienced. The discourse continued despite his protest. 

“Nah bro, don’t sleep on missionary! If you think missionary is boring, you’re just bad at sex!” Franky loudly exclaims. 

“You have a point. How could it possibly be boring? Looking down and seeing a woman writhing around under your touch? Being able to watch her face as she cums? Absolute perfection.” Sanji brings his fingers to his lips and mimics a chef’s kiss. 

“I-I’m heading to bed, night guys.” Usopp quickly excuses himself from the table, face flushed with embarrassment and nervousness. He swiftly heads out from the galley to the deck and found you sitting up against the railing of the ship enjoying a glass of wine and a cigarette. 

You turn your head in the direction of the man leaving the galley and smile. 

“Hi Usopp, how’s everything going with the boys?” You ask. 

“Oh, uh, hi y/n. Good. I mean um? Fine I guess. I was gonna go to bed.” He stutters out nervously, unable to make eye contact with you. 

“Are you okay? Your face is bright red and you seem uncomfortable. I mean… more uncomfortable than usual.” You say with a hint of concern in your voice. “Come sit with me?” You pat the spot next to you on the deck. You always were better at reading Usopp than he was at reading himself. 

Usopp lets out a big sigh and sits down cross legged next to you and puts his head in his hands propped up on his elbows on his knees. 

“It just got kind of weird in there. I hate when they go on and on about… you know… sex…” Usopp finally admits. 

“And it makes you uncomfortable because you’ve never had sex, right?”

He nods. 

“I know how you feel. Nami and Robin do the same thing. I know that might be hard to believe but women are just as vulgar as men. It makes me feel insecure about being a virgin, so I get it.” You commiserate with Usopp because you really knew exactly how he was feeling. 

“Wait you’re a virgin too?!” Usopp snaps his head in your direction, finally being able to look you in the eye. 

“Yeah, you didn’t know that? It’s not like I’m saving it for anything, I just never really have found the right time or the right person I guess. The only relief I get is from ole reliable.” You raise your right hand and wiggle your fingers in Usopp’s direction. He blushes. 

“S-same. I just don’t want it to be awkward when I finally get around to having sex. Everyone always says the first time is so bad…” 

“For you? Yeah right! I’m the one who is constantly being told it’s going to hurt! I don’t want to do it with just anyone in case it is painful!” You take another drag of your cigarette, scoffing at the fact that a man is telling you he’s nervous to lose his virginity. 

“Okay okay maybe you’re right about that part… I just want to get it over with so I can stop worrying about it.” Usopp hangs his head in his hands again. 

There was a pregnant pause. 

“Well… we could… have sex… with each other?” You sheepishly suggest. 

“WHAT?” He snaps his head back up at you. 

“Is it that silly of an idea? We both said we wanted to get our first time out of the way and get some… experience… right?”

“R-right now? I don’t think I-“ Usopp stutters, incredibly flustered but also interested in your proposal. 

“Not right now!” You laugh and put your hand on his shoulder. “Maybe tomorrow? My room? After dinner? Unless you don’t want to, which I completely understand and we can forget this ever happened." 

“I-I do! I think it’s uh.. it’s a great idea… tomorrow then…” Usopp rises to his feet and bids you a nervous goodnight as you finish your wine on the deck. 

— —

The next evening you couldn’t help but buzz with excitement as you skip to the showers after dinner. You make sure to shave and lather your body in sweet smelling body wash in preparation for your “date.” You don your nicest matching bra and panties, a lacy black set, and pull some casual clothes over them. You light a few candles around your room to set the mood. You weren’t sure what kind of mood you were trying to set exactly, feeling a bit silly, but you still wanted to enjoy your first time even if it was going to be awkward. Soon enough you hear a knock at your door. 

You open your bedroom door to see a blushing Usopp with a single, beautiful red flower in his hands. 

“Uh, hi, y/n.” He smiles softly and hands you the flower. 

“For me? You’re so sweet.” 

“I grew it myself so maybe don’t… don’t get too close.. it might explode. I haven’t quite figured this one out yet…” 

You chuckle and move to gently set the flower down on your end table. 

“Are you sure you still want to do this? We really don’t have to, it was just an idea, Usopp.” 

“Yes! Yes, I really do want to. It’s… it’s about time, right?” He laughs nervously. 

You nod. 

“Come, sit with me.” You grab Usopp’s hand and pull him to sit next to you on your bed. You were anxious, but you could tell he was far more so. You raise your hands and pull his bucket hat off his head. You smoothly brush one of his now exposed dark curls out of his face. 

“I guess we should probably kiss first.. right?” You say as you cock your head and smile at him gently. 

“Yeah…” 

You close your eyes and lean in and press your lips softly against his. After a few moments, you shift your body closer to his and begin kissing him deeper with your hands on either side of his face. It was a bit uncoordinated, but Usopp eventually moves his hands to your hips and kisses you back with a bit more confidence. His kisses were messy, not at all experienced. You couldn’t help but wonder, had he even kissed anyone before? I mean, even you had gotten to first base… 

You slide your tongue gently along his bottom lip, asking for permission to enter. Once granted, your tongue slips into his mouth eliciting a small whimper from the man in your gentle hold. You found yourself becoming wetter by the second as he lets out little sighs of contentment during your kiss. Eventually, you pull away. You tug at the straps of his coveralls. 

“Could you take these off? I’ll take mine off too…” You ask while already lifting your crop top over your head. 

“Sure just a second I- um…” Usopp stands and fumbles with his clothes before eventually dropping them to the floor. You had already shed your sweatpants and were laying back on your bed in your bra and panties. 

“Woah, y/n…” Your cowardly sniper is in awe at the sight of your body adorned with black lace laying barely covered on the bed before him. “You’re… beautiful…” 

Your face flushes red and you press your legs together to somehow try to cover yourself. 

“You’re not so bad yourself…” You giggle. “Come here.” You beckon him to come join you on the bed again. You raise your torso up to meet his lips again in a passionate kiss. After a few moments, Usopp reaches his hands around your back to undo your bra. His fingers fumble for quite awhile and he mumbles into your lips. 

“No, I got it.. just a second… hold on… there!” Finally your bra comes undone and he pulls it off your body onto the floor. Usopp leans back to marvel in the sight of your naked breasts. “Y/n can I…?” 

“Yes!” You cut him off, wanting to feel more of his body and mouth on your skin. Usopp leans down and takes one of your nipples into his mouth and gropes your other breast with his hand. 

“Oh!” You gasp, reveling in the new sensation. 

Your newfound lover messily switches from one breast to the other, a string of saliva connecting his trembling lips to your body. You grip his thick, gorgeously coarse hair and push his head into your chest further, encouraging his actions. After a few moments or servicing your sensitive nipples with this lips and tongue, Usopp pulls back and lifts his head to look you in the eye. 

“Do you want to..?” He asks shyly. 

“Yes, want you so badly, Usopp…” You breath out under him. 

Usopp momentarily leaves the bed to retrieve something from his overalls pocket. After Usopp returns to your side with a condom, you slip off your panties. 

“Where the hell did you get that? Saving it for a rainy day?” You question him teasingly. 

“Pfft yeah right. Stole it from Sanji’s room. He isn’t using it any time soon.” Usopp smirks and positions himself on top of you again. You laugh. 

“You’re so bad.” You jokingly slap your hands against his smooth chest. 

“You like it.” Usopp chuckles and leans in to kiss you again. After kissing for a few moments you pull back.

“Maybe I do… take these off.” You pull at the waistband of his briefs and he obliges your request by pulling them down to free his throbbing cock. It wasn’t huge but it was certainly big enough to wonder how it was going to fit inside of you. 

“It’s… it’s okay, right?” Usopp asks uncertainly. 

“Oh sweetheart, of course it is. Maybe even a bit too much… do you think you could maybe… prep me a little first?” You ask a bit embarrassed. You were so aroused, but you just didn’t want it to hurt. 

“How do I… OH! Yeah I can do that I think…” Usopp snakes his hand down your body and cups your mound. “Can you show me?” He starts to rub tentatively at your sex. 

You slide both of your hands down to your center. With one hand you use your pointer and middle fingers to spread your sticky folds apart. With the other, you grab Usopp’s fingers and bring them to your clit and begin to use them to rub gentle circles. You let out a long sigh. 

“Just like this is good…” You softly moan and you let your head fall back. After rubbing at your clit for awhile, your move Usopps’s fingers to your entrance and guide one of them inside your wet hole. You gasp lightly at the intrusion, but you grab his wrist and prompt him to move his hand. 

“Shit… you can add another one now…” 

“R-right okay…” Usopp slips his second digit inside of you. “Is this- does it feel good?” He asks. 

“Pull them up like this…” You mimic exactly how you do it yourself and Usopp curls his fingers upwards inside of you and you feel him hit that delicious soft spot. “There! Keep touching me there!” 

“Like this?” Usopp continues to pull and tap on your g-spot and you involuntarily arch your back. 

“Fuck, yes baby, just like that… you’re doing so well, you’re gonna make me cum. Keep going just like that…” You gasp as Usopp brings his free hand to rub at your clit as he massages your insides with his fingers just the way you’ve instructed him. 

“Really?! I-I mean… shit, you’re so hot… I wanna see you cum so bad…” He honestly couldn’t believe he had you like this in front of him, laid out naked and moments from climaxing, all from his doing. 

“Gonna cum, don’t stop, shit-Ah!!” You moan out loudly as you release directly all over Usopp’s working hands. Your legs shake and your head falls back on the pillows. 

You breathe heavily while laying on your back, recovering from your orgasm as you hear your lover fiddling with the foil condom package. His hands were shaking. 

“Let me…” You sit up and grab the condom from his hands and tear it open. You gingerly lean forward and grab Usopp’s sensitive length and roll the condom on for him. He shudders as your soft hands touch his dick. 

“Thanks, y/n…” He smiles down at you nervously.  “You ready?” He asks, still wanting to make sure you were certain about this. 

“Yes, please fuck me now, Usopp.” You lay back and spread your legs so he could slot himself comfortably between them. He pushes himself close to you and lines his tender, throbbing cock up with your soaking hole. “Please be gentle…” 

“Of course, y/n, I won’t hurt you.” Usopp begins to push his member into your tight entrance and you suck in a breath. “Breathe, y/n, it’s okay, I’m almost in…” You could feel Usopp’s callused hands shaking on your hips, trying to keep his composure. 

“Hnnnn…” You whine and grab Usopp’s biceps. The stretch was uncomfortable, but not nearly as bad as you were expecting. You finally feel his pelvis flush against yours as he fills you completely. “Ahh…” You whimper out. 

“Shit, y/n you’re so tight… I’m not gonna last long…” Usopp pants out. 

“It’s okay.. you can move now.. please…” You pull him down by his neck and he begins experimentally thrusting into you. The pain began to meld into pleasure as your cunt begin to flutter involuntarily around Usopp’s thick length. 

“You feel so fucking good, holy shit y/n…” Usopp lifts his head from its hiding place in your neck and smashes his lips onto yours in a deep kiss. You moan into his mouth as he hits an extra deep spot in your tight cunt. “Wanna be inside of you forever…” Usopp grinds his hips into yours and whines. 

“Fuck me harder, Usopp, want to feel you!” You cry out. He obliges and starts pounding into you with reckless abandon. Years of celibacy were being taken out on your pussy and it felt so good. By the deep grip on your hips you were certain he wasn’t going to last much longer, but you wanted to feel him while you could. “I-I’m gonna-shit, fuck, shit!” Usopp spills his load into the condom and quickly collapses on top of you. You soothingly rub his back and draw circles into his shoulders with your fingers as he catches his breath. He rolls off of you and removes the condom from his softened member, tossing it into the waste basket next to your bed. He sits up next to you in bed. 

“I-I’m sorry… it probably wasn’t really that-“

“It was so great, Usopp. Thank you. I’m really glad we did that.” You smile up at him from your position laying on your pillows. 

“Y-yeah.. it was great, wasn’t it?” Usopp laughed. “I guess I’ll get my stuff and go then…” 

“Why?” You ask. 

“Well we just agreed on the sex and I-“ 

“I want you here. Stay with me.” You pull on his hand and bring him back down to lay with you in bed. 

“You’re sure?” Usopp looked at you like he could barely believe what he was hearing. 

“Listen Usopp, I know we’re friends but after that… I kind of want to see where it goes from here… I can’t help but feel like that meant something, not just to me but to you, too.” You caress the side of his face as he lays next to you on the pillow. “We don’t have to hash it out tonight, but… could you just stay with me and see?” You ask. 

“I guess… but if you want to kick me out in the morning, you just say the word!” 

“Shut up and go to bed, Usopp.” You laugh and nuzzle your head into his chest so that you can comfortably drift off to sleep. 

xx Mo

#one piece #one piece anime #one piece smut #one piece fanfiction #one piece fanart #one piece live action #one piece netflix #one piece fandom #go d usopp #usopp #with: usopp #one piece usopp #god usopp #op usopp #straw hat pirates #sanji #roronoa zoro

[angvlface]

idk if this will make sense but reader coming from like an elite family. like the super rich popular families and reader meeting joel and he’s just like. a guy and they have to fuck on the low cause reader cant ruin her reputation 😢😢

18+ ,, face fucking .. joel says daddy.

Joel would be lying if he said he expected things to go this way. It was a mere few weeks ago when he received a house call to the large estate at the center of town. Broken down car, they told him. A simple fix, one that would barely take a few hours and have him leave with heavy pockets. The only reason people weren’t jumping at the job was because of the family behind the request.

They were by far the most annoying people in the town. Rich, stuck-up pricks who believed everyone was indebted to them because they gave supplies that allowed the town to build up. The founding family—or so they refer to themselves as.

Joel could give less of a shit about who they were. He could put up with any attitude if they paid him enough. And this family would. So he ignored all his friends warnings and took the job.

If only he knew the problem wouldn’t be the asshole father or snarky mother, but their promiscuous daughter.

You sauntered into the garage Joel was working in with your little skirt and frilly shirt. Batted your eyelashes at him, twirled some hair around your finger, leaned over just a little too far, ran a hand down his arm. You were dangerous, and he realized when his friends warned him to not take the job they were warning him of you.

Of those sultry eyes and tantalizing lips. Of your ability to get any man wrapped around your manicured fingers. Of your lack of care for what could happen to those men if they gave in to you.

And yet, Joel still fell for it.

His fingers were interlocked in your hair for the third time this week, guiding your head further down his shaft. Your swollen lips were suctioned around him, eyes peering up at him. He didn’t want to look away, scared you’d vanish from before him if he even blinked.

It was just too good to be true. Someone like you, prim and proper girl from the most influential family in town, on her knees with a mouth full of his cock. If only your asshole of a father could see you now.

Just the thought of it had Joel’s hips stuttering forward, his hands holding your head down. You didn’t fight it, not even when your eyes watered or the drool spilled from your lips. You took Joel fully, a tear sliding down your cheek as you gazed up with him with what Joel could only perceive as admiration.

“You’re takin’ me so well, darlin’,” Joel sighs, his head falling back.

He pulls back for just a moment before his hips shoot forward once more, his cock hitting the back of your throat.

“If only your daddy could see you now,” he mumbles, tugging at your locks. “On your knees, weeping for my cock.” The whine you let out sends vibrations through Joel, a guttural groan escaping him.

“Keep goin’ like that and I’m gonna cum,” he grunts. Your fingers dig into Joel’s thighs as your nose buries into his pubes.

Joel’s grunts bounce off the walls as his hips thrust in and out, your high pitched whines muffled by his cock. Then you’re grabbing him, keeping him down your throat as you gag around him. And Joel is cumming, groans falling from his parted lips as you take his load with ease.

You finally fall back onto your knees when just a speckle of his cum drips from your lips, watching in delight as Joel leans against the wall to catch his breath.

“I think you like the thought of my dad seein’ us,” you muse, Joel’s half-lidded eyes locking with yours. “You want my daddy to see me, his perfect daughter, fucking a lowlife like you. Ain’t that right, Joel?”

Joel smirks, the exhaustion he once exhibited vanishing. “You’re right, darlin’.” A wicked smile spreads on your lips as Joel steps toward you, backing you into a wall.

“I want you to tell everyone,” he drops to his knees in front of you, tossing one of your legs over his shoulder as his nose presses to the wet patch on your panties, “who is really your daddy.”

#°•. ro writes #joel miller x y/n #joel miller x you #joel miller x reader #joel miller smut

[scaredofbrits]

Blood Stains

William Afton x reader

thanks for all the attention on my other william smut story. as a reward, here is some more ! link to the first one is here

warnings: blood kink, thumb sucking, dom! male, biting, slapping, smut in general

You wiped the blood off his hands, “You’re very messy, Sir Afton.” He looked down at you, frowning. He lifted up your chin and you looked at his hands for a moment. Blood was dripping everywhere, GOD this man was a total turn on. He smashed his lips into yours, causing you to gasp. He bit your tounge with all his force. You felt a sting, then could tell the red liquid was pouring out of your mouth. William backed up and observed you, you were trying to make the bleeding stop. “You look quite messy now, doll.” He chuckled, some of your blood on his lips. He grabbed your waist and pulled you in. He started rubbing his thumb on your lips, “Need help cleaning that up? Let me return the favor.” He stuck his thumb in your mouth and let you suck on it. You moaned a bit, letting go of his thumb. A string of blood formed. And that was it for you.

He pushed you onto the table, wanting you to stay stable. He lifted up your shirt and unclipped your bra, clearly wanting your body more than anything. He held your boobs in his hands, softly gripping them. The blood on his hands left a faint stain on them, too. “You’ve been such a good girl for me. I can’t wait to reward you.” He whispered, then started rubbing your nipple. Then licked the other one. You held in your moans, trying to keep eye contact with him. “You wanna look at me reward you?” He bit your nipple gently. You nodded your head quickly, shocked from the sudden bite. He bucked his hips against your fully clothed pussy, getting a dirty moan out of you. “There we go.. just enjoy yourself, baby.” He smiled, still playing with your nipples and bucking against you. He pulled down your pants with one pull, laughing at how wet your panties were. “you’re soaked.” he looked up at you, eyes full of lust. you were breathing heavily, still having your breasts being played with. you didn’t have time to be embarrassed about how you were basically dripping. he used his other thumb to push pressure on your pussy, getting a loud moan out of you. “does that feel good, hm?” he asked, harshly rubbing your nipple and cunt. you cried out, sounding so desperate.

your cries filled the room, even though you attempted to be quiet. bouncing up and down the desk as he held you still by gripping on your neck. his cock thrusting in and out of you, getting praised as he felt you. “you feel so good.” ,, “yeah..right there…mhm..” he’d groan, loving your body all on him. “my good little assistant. but you need to be quiet. need some help baby?” he slowly put his thumb in your mouth, telling you to bite it if you have to. but you couldn’t think, you were completely cock drunk. you landed your teeth on his finger, biting as hard as possible. you twirled your tounge around his finger, licking up the blood. he was pounding into you harder now, all because you drew blood. you couldn’t handle it anymore, you needed to cum. he felt it flow down his cock, and he pulled out. he came all over your stomach and kissed your cheek.

“i’m sorry i bit you.” you stood awkwardly as you watched him wrap a bandage on his thumb. he walked up to you and put your messy hairs behind your ears, “i told you that you could bite me, didn’t i?” he said, looking into your eyes. you looked at him confused, you didn’t remember hearing that. but only because you were being pounded. “i…don’t remember that.” you admitted, holding his hand softly. it didn’t take him long to realize that talking to you while you were being filled with pleasure.. wasn’t the best idea. “maybe you were too in love with my cock.” he teased.

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idk what to add here. requests would be appreciated. i also finished this before i went to bed, that’s why it’s ended so weird.

#fanfic #x reader #x y/n #fnaf x reader #william afton #smut #william afton smut #william afton x you #william afton x reader

[giganonyx]

TBB SEASON 3 SPOILERS

HEADS UP- I WILL BE TAGGING EACH OF MY EPISODE REVIEW THINGS WITH “tbb s3 spoilers”, AND OTHER SPOILER TAGS, PLEASE BLOCK THESE TAGS SO U DONT GET SPOILED!!!

AHHHHH OMEGA MY BABY. She has a pony tail stoppp my child is all grown up I will cry. Ok but she ate the new hairstyle she is slaying.

ERGH SHE HAS BEEN THERE 150 DAYS. Sick and twisted. She contrasts SO heavily with the whole sterile, orderly environment, it’s literally heartbreaking to watch. Forced into this mindless routine, her hopeful attitude constantly being beaten down on?? HURTING. GET HER OUT OF THIS HELL HOLE.

GOD seeing Crosshair look so broken BROKE ME. His shaking hands??? They took away the ONE thing he still had- his superior sniping skills, his steady hand. They took that AWAY from him. FUCKED UP. THEY TORE HIM DOWN. I can’t I’m so sad.

DADDY’S HOMEEEJWJWISNWIANQOQOQB (Hunter was on screen for the first time this season) (He is SO FINE)(MY HUSBAND HAS RETURNED FROM HIS HIATUS IN A TRAUMATIZED STATE BUT NONETHELESS HAS RETURNED TO GRACE MY SCREEN AND BE THE LIGHT OF MY LIFE)

I had a horrible sense of dread overtake my body when he said something like “our mission isn’t over yet”… like idk I felt so ILL. PAIN. WHY do I have the feeling my man isn’t going to make it SHUT UP.

ALSO HIM MAKING RECKLESS DECISIONS???? The kidnapping of his daughter and the death of his brother have done a NUMBER on this man.

WRECKER my cutie patootie!! Yk it’s bad when Wrecker starts to become a voice of reason (which, Hunter in his desperate mindset, promptly ignores 😭)

HAHBANQKNSJQQKO CROSSHAIR IS SO FUNNY DURING HIS ESCAPE WITH OMEGA- literal snark fest

Need Omega bullying a mouse droid on repeat.

Stop mouse droid bullying 😭

OOOO NALA SE’S WARNING TO OMEGA TO LEAVE?? I’m scared. And Omega ate it up tho. She said “say less lmao I’m gone ✌️”.

Did palpy not feel a disturbance into the force. Was bro so into the “project Necromancer deets” he couldn’t tell his vessel was peacing out. Common Palpy L.

RUN OMEGA TAKE YOUR SARCASTIC BROTHER WITH U

JUST A GIRL AND HER DOG AND HER GRUMPY BROTHER EHEHEHEHE

OUGAHHH OK OK IM BOUNCING AROUND EPISODES HERE BUT STAY WITH ME

WHEN CROSSHAIR SAID “forget the hound, Omega.”, it lowkey felt like he was talking about himself. He was telling her to forget him, he was a broken animal, with no point in nurturing back to health. She needs to give up on him if she wants to move forward. BUT SHE DIDNT BECAUSE MAMA DIDNT RAISE NO UNLOYAL LOSER. NO. OMEGA IS THE REALEST ONEEEEE.

EMERIE you confuse me. I hate u yet am intrigued by u. Looking forward to her character development ahhhh.

HUNTER MY POOKIE BEAR BACK TO HIM BC that man was doing FLIPS chopping off the eldritch horror vines. They snatched his brother and he said “hell naw hoe let go of my BRO” and just. Went to town. Me when Hunter exists 🎉🎉🎉🎉

OH OU OH IHHIWHAIANQO ALSO THE MYSTERY GUY IN THE GREEN TACTICAL ARMOR?? IS THE ONE DOING THE “TORTURE” OR WHATEVER TO CROSSHAIR AND THAT GROUP OF CLONES??? If that’s really tech I’m gonna scream. You’re telling me he’s torturing his own brother. Tech would never even THINK about doing shit like that the man just wants to read nerdy newspapers. Desecration of the nerd lifestyle. OK I REALLY HOPE ITS HIM. LIKE I REALLY DO. OOO PLEASE I WILL CRY. WHY ELSE WOULD THEY SHOW THIS MYSTERY CLONE. NO NEED. IT HAS TO BE BROWN EYES (delusion).

OK I AM SO TIRED MY HEAD HURTS MY LIFE IS CHANGING Jesse we need to cook (I need to make tbb art) BUT I AM GOING TO BED FIRST

#the bad batch #sw tbb #tbb #star wars tbb #hunter tbb #tbb s3 spoilers #the bad batch spoilers #bad batch season 3 #bad batch season 3 spoilers #spoilers #tbb spoilers #the bad batch season 3 spoilers

[gorejo]

HI PSALM this might be weird to ask (or not) if it is then you don’t have to answer 🫣 so i just thought of something bear with me

it occurred to me that guys can have a degradation kink too right and i thought of some of the hq boys who might lowkey or highkey have it BUT LIKE WHAT DO YOU THINK GUYS WHO DO HAVE THE KINK MIGHT WANNA HEAR

“you’re such a slut for this pussy” AHJDKANBALKFJ GOODBYE IDK

baby boy - multi haikyuu x f!reader

tw/cw: mdni. not proofread. smut. unprotected sex. reader is on top. notes: hi nonnie!! This wasn’t weird at all haha so no worries (( : I had fun writing this short drabble ⸜(*ˊᗜˋ*)⸝ I usually dont do the multi reader thing, but this was the best way for me to answer your ask because i had thoughts of so many men HAHAHA though I can’t say as far as kink, but what I do know is that they probably get so excited whenever you take control

"fuckkk... you feel so good," he groaned with his head pushed into the pillow, lips chapped and throat parched as he struggled to keep his eyes open as his nails clawed into your waist, "you gonna keep riding me like that?"

Bouncing on his cock, his length brushing against your plush walls, the knot in your lower stomach building in tension as your breasts laggingly bounced compared to his thrusts. His hands snaking their way up to your bosom, only for you to wrap yours around his bigger set, pull them down to your pussy and have him play with your clit as you continued to ride on top. You felt absolutely full with his cock erect inside of you, kissing your sweet spots with each drag of his length only to be pistoled back in with utter force as he stationed you still from below.

Riding him with the tender flow of your hips, clamping down on his heated flesh as he gasped at the suffocating feel of his cock inside of your hot chambers, groaning as he drilled his feet further into the mattress, arching his back, and flexing his ass to further tease himself of more of you.

"shit... baby talk to me," he moaned out, "let me hear your voice."

Shuddering when he felt you clench, matching with the simultaneous bucking of his hips causing you to fall forward as you thrusted your hips in — face to face with his heated breaths, muting your senses from reality yet so sensitive to every fiber and movement of his body, your sloppy kisses trailing along his sweaty, marked up neck as a pool of his cum and the remnants of your past orgasms pooled on top your silk bedsheets. Where every graze of his finger tips across your sticky skin, and the molding of your ass with every grip of his calloused palms felt like prickles of needles poking into your skin and the fire in your stomach to churn with every milking of his cock inside of you.

Grasping hold of his cheeks, hovering over his face as you caged him in, feeling a carnal urge to fuck him, and fuck him well, to tell him how good he was and how loved he made you feel — a rabid desire to simply fuck your man. Chucking at his helpless state of vulnerability while his chest heaved for hair with his arms wrapped tightly around your waist, his thrusts failing to keep its tempo as his balls slapped against the base of your throbbing wet cunt.

Your giggles mixed in with your puffed out breaths as he rutted inside, his cock jackhammering in as he was close to losing his resolve, "what do you want me to say baby," teasing as your lips hovered over his bruised flesh, pulling on his lower lip as you watched him groan into the kiss — or lack thereof — while his hips rolled into yours.

Tongue playing his lobes, the sweat of his scalp mildly brushing against the tip of your nose as you lightly kissed his jaws, whispering into his ears for none other than him to hear, "that you look so pretty being drunk on my pussy?"

suna rintarou, miya atsumu, iwaizumi hajime, bokuto kotarou, sakusa kiyoomi, hinata shoyo, kuroo tetsuro, oikawa toru.

© satorins™ — do not copy, plagiarize, repost, modify and/or translate my works.

#psalm.writes #hahaha this was a fun quick one to write! #but i'll just tag it generally just in case #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu smut

[indouloureux]

Something enemy to lovers, maybe? 🥺 Like maybe there’s someone around school that Eddie absolutely can’t stand because they’ve been hanging out with the kids and he’s jealous? But somehow they always end up in the same places and they both just bother each other as much as possible making little comments and jokes.

Maybe Eddie gets in a bad fight and Y/N finds him bleeding and cleaning himself and helps him and they’re so gentle that it makes Eddie’s heart skip a beat and he notices maybe he’s actually into them? Idk I’m sure you’d be able to come up with something more elaborate 😬

got a bit confused but i tried my best so here you go!

when his bloody hand collides with the window of your car, you yell and almost drop the cigarette right on your lap, watching as the door opens and reveal the infamous long hair bounce into your passenger seat with his face doused in an unusual amount of blood.

you know who it is, but your hatred for him has been replaced with panic at the first sight of the thick crimson liquid all over him, some splatter over the typography of his hellfire club shirt too. you wonder if he's murdered someone to look this bloody, but the sight of a broken nose and an eye so swollen it was almost shut, you'd been proven wrong.

"holy shit," you gasp, throwing your cigarette out the window. "oh my god, munson—"

"drive."

"what?" he looks behind, leaking head poking outside your window to see a flock of boys wearing the school's green and orange jerseys making their way towards your car. your eyes widen, hand coming up to the key stuck in your ignition.

"drive!"

the car shakes, vibrating and sound riveting everywhere as you pull out of the parking lot, almost hitting a jock that you think was jason carver as you try your best not to run over the others and drive as fast as you could with eddie munson still out the window flipping them the bird of victory.

"fuck you, ball players!" eddie hollers in the vacant road, laughing despite the immense pain all over his face before he sits back down on the passenger seat with a contended sigh.

you furrow your eyebrows in disgruntlement and slap his arm, emitting a loud wince from him. "what the hell just happened?"

eddie chuckles, shaking his head. "fucking assholes thought i was selling to chrissy cunningham. i don't know who told them but they went over to where i was and beat the living shit out of me," his hand gesticulates into the air in disbelief. "but i fought back. three of them unconscious and bleeding. i think the cops'll come to my place tomorrow to arrest me but,"

you run a hand down your face, turning a corner to a hiding place where you can patch him up. "jesus fucking christ."

"hey where are we going?" eddie looks around the dark car. "you can just drop me off melvald's man."

"i'm cleaning you up," you glance at him, confusion replaced with hating pity. "you're bleeding all over my car and i need to fix you first before i drive you home."

"i don't need fixing," he argues, using the collar of his shirt to wipe the blood off his mouth before his fingers pinch his nose to stop the bleeding. "just drop me off and i'll be fine."

"shut the fuck up or i'll do worse."

but his argument's useless, 'coz now you're parking your car right outside a desolated field, turning the key in the ignition. the car stops to a halt, vibrations ebbing away as you open the dome lights.

a bright yellowish glow coats the front of the car, giving you an opportunity to see everything better as you open the glove box and take out a pack of cotton balls and antiseptic, eddie watching with a befuddled glare in silence.

"how'd you get that?" he murmurs, wiping his cheek, blood on his fingers that he wipes on his jeans. "do you treat bloody boys in your car too?"

"not just boys," you quip sarcastically, pouring the antiseptic into the cotton. "i tend to cut myself alot when i'm fixing my car. doesn't make any sense but trust me, i have a shit ton of scars in my palm."

"i can see that."

you both don't know why the harsh tones of immense hatred is replaced by dulcimers of awkward panic as you place the cotton ball on the cut on his eyebrow. eddie expects you'd spit some insult as you clean him up, maybe even give him another punch, but instead he's met by a quiet you. a side he's never expected to see in a bloody night, patching him up like you'd been his personal nurse.

eddie sits there, pliant, lets you hold his face like some soiled trophy as you whisper short apologies when he winces at the sting. the dark blood's replaced by a pink wipe on his forehead as you continue to tame his blistering wounds.

with your focused remaining on his wounds you don't realize eddie's staring at your face. he acts like it's not the first time he's stared at you, rather rejoicing the better view he's achieved as he stares at your twitching nose at the cold air, or your lips flat from concentration, or your eyes that no longer harbors the scathing detestation you have for him.

maybe he just accepted the fact that maybe you are pretty, mad or not.

"you, um," he clears his throat, the pain comes to a numb at the next dab of cotton on the cut right on his lip. "you done?"

"almost." you smile tightly at him. when you pour one last antiseptic to a cotton ball and wipe the blood around his wounds, you throw them away on the dashboard. "done. wait,"

you take eddie's face in your hands once more, glad that some of the blood on his cheeks render his blush useless as your thumbs place themselves on either side of his nose, before cracking it back into place without warning.

"ah! fuck," he yells, throwing his head back to the headrest. "the hell?"

"what? you think i was gonna leave your nose broken?" you scoff. "i don't think so."

eddie rubs his nose, wiping the rest of the blood off his face with the rag that you offer. and while he mentally wonders how he'd remove the bloodstains off his shirt, he thanks you. "thanks for- the uh...patching me up. i really thought you would have just kicked me out and left me to die."

"your wounds are far from your intestines, you're not gonna die," you say. "and, yeah. no problem."

"thought you hated me so much you'd kill me yourself,"

you laugh, turning the ignition back on. "i still hate you, but you still are a human being. i'm not that heartless, y'know."

and maybe he's slowly beginning to have a heart for you, too.

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