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imwetforyourmom · 4 days

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Can you write a fluff about Matt x reader, and he invites her to film a video for his personal channel introducing the reader as his girlfriend to the fans and answering some questions about their relationship.

meet her

warnings: fluff, swearing, kissing, just very slightly suggestive

a/n: y’all, be honest, does the cover photo match? green and brown? idk 😕

a/n 2: yall I dont have instagram and dont have any idea how the qhole questions thing works, so bare w me

“my girlfriend”

“hi everyone, welcome back.” matt says, looking at the camera, his lips parted as he thinks of what to say next and how he’d like the video to go. “as you know, i made a post the other week about having a girlfriend but didnt say who she was.” he spoke, taking in a deep breath to calm his nerves before continuing.

“i’d, uh, like to introduce you all to my-“ matt took in a sharp inhale, glancing over at his girlfriend, whom was silently encouraging him. “my girlfriend.” he finishes, grabbing his girlfriends hand and bringing her into frame.

“hi!! my name is y/n.” she says, waving at the camera, her voice enthusiastic with a grin on her face. y/n has been waiting to finally announce her and matt’s relationship. she’s been waiting patiently for matt to be ready, as much as she wanted to, she’d never do such a thing without his consent.

matt fidgeted with her fingers, a nervous smile on his face. he was ready to introduce the love of his life to the internet, he was always ready. he just wanted to make sure y/n and him would last long enough for it to be okay to tell everyone. he didnt want to show everyone his girlfriend just for them to break up a week later.

and he knew y/n would never leave him. he was sure of it, she’d proved it so many times before.

another thing he was nervous about, he didnt want anyone going and bashing his girlfriend, sending death threats or doxxing her. she meant so much to him and he didnt want to risk their love, the love he’d been desiring for years.

“we’ll be answering some of your questions.” he spoke up, clearing his throat and letting go of y/ns hand. he grabbed his phone from his pocket and went to his instagram, reading the answers of the ‘questions?’ thing he put up the other day.

y/n stared down at his phone, chewing on her cheeks in order to hide the growing grin on her face. she was just so excited.

“alright,” matt said, looking up from his phone and at the camera. “first question is,” he mumbled, his eyes scanning the letters. “how long have you been together for?”

“y/n and I have been together, for about, six or seven months now, I’d say?” he said, looking over to y/n for re-assurance.

“yep! best seven months of my life.” she replied in return, balancing onto one of her legs as she stood. her legs getting slightly tired. (she was still recovering from last night)

matt noticed this and pushed his chair out some so y/n could sit on his lap easily. he grabbed his phone and looked for anothe reasonable question. as he did so, he pat his lap, inviting y/n.

y/n took the offer and gently sat on him, leaning her back into his chest and her head on his shoulder. basking in the moment, sitting with her boyfriend and answering questions about their relationship. it was so nice and comforting.

“okay, another one says, ‘have you guys dropped the L bombs yet?’” he giggled, resting his chin on y/ns shoulder.

y/n giggled along with him, a big grin on her face. “yes, we have.” she answered, their giggles dying down as they read matts phone together.

“can I read a question?” y/n asked, leaning her head to the side some, resting her forehead onto matts neck to get a better look at his phone.

“sure” matt passed his phone over to her, wrapping his arms around her waist and folding his hands together on y/ns thighs.

“are you dating to marry or dating to play?” y/n spoke, her eyes widening as she realized.

matt looked over at her in surprise, a light scoff leaving his lips. “what? i’m dating to marry. why the fuck would I date to play?” he looked over at the camera, raising his eyebrows.

“I probably should proofread these questions first” y/n chuckled, her hand coming down to rest ontop of matts. gently rubbing his hand with her thumb, comforting and assuring him.

“dating to marry” y/n answered shortly, her voice trailing off as she was already scanning another question.

“alrighty, this question is good, good as in like, acceptable.” she mumbled, perking her head back up and looking at matt through the camera.

“has your girlfriend moved in?” she read, a small grin growing on her face.

“not yet, but im planning on moving in, in about a..?” she looked over to matt for an answer.

“a month or two. she needs to pack her apartment up and etc” he replied, a chuckle slipping past his lips.

“alright you guys, thats all for today. thanks for watching!” matt finished off the video, letting y/n wave bye before he grabbed the camera and screamed in the lens, hearing y/n fall into a fit of giggles.

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seretoningghost · 8 months

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Tamaki Amajiki x Male Reader

Warnings : SMUT

This ones more like a imagine, Idk why, I'm between finishing and editing like a douzen of works very close to postage finality.

That and Im a huge simp for Tamaki and dunno what to write with this prompt in mind... So send in dms or comments if y'all have any ideas.. :)

.... .... ....

So imagine, being fuck buds with Tamaki.

Like, Tamaki???? Of all people???? Has a fuck buddy????!????

And imagine he gets banged more than any of his sophomore buds 😵😩😎

But no, listen, its not Y/N askin for it - nah nah. Its TAMAKI.

TAMAKI STARTED THE RELATIONSHIP.

OUT OF THE BLUE EVEN-

Tamaki pulled his kohai aside one day, all shy like, and was talking to Y/N out where no one could overhear or see him.

Looking down at the ground because looking at the tall ass held back a grade male would make him pop a boner so hard, and said " y-you w-wanna um... y-you.. w-wanna f-fuck m-me? " a bit rushed.

Y/N just stares, he would have been audibly freaking out if it was anyone else - but its Tamaki. There's no way this is real.

Y/N would have blushed if it was even a slight possibility his crush meant that.

" what? did you get dared? or... hit on the head during training?" Y/N stepped close, Tamaki gulping and face going red - heart pounding in his ears as Y/N's big shoes came into view.

Y/N gently directed Tamaki's face to look up, Tamaki just blushed harder - horny circuits heating up so much they were fusing.

Y/N simply looked over Tamaki's face - checking his eyes for odd dilation, meanwhile Tamaki could hardly keep himself from falling apart.

He just asked his crush to fuck, and he didn't even ask " is this a prank? ".

" well.... I didn't see you get hurt during training... " Y/N tried to pry for a answer.

" I... I'm b-being s-serious! " Tamaki tried to firmly say - failing miserably..

Y/N's eyes went wide, still unsure, but still taken back by it.

" ..... you sure?... "

Tamaki nodded, fidgeting his leg - the warmth of horny overtaking him.

So here it was..

Tamaki months later. Still getting his ass pounded.

Laying belly down on his bed - shirt slightly unbuttoned, and meerly slid up a bit.

Tie undone, pants and boxers hanging around his left ankle.

Body covered in thin sweat.

Legs spread open - quietly moaning and gasping as Y/N's cock penetrated him deeply and stimulated his hidden pleasure centers.

Whimpering at the fabrics rubbing against his nipples and lewdly wet bellend and shaft.

Spit dribbling down his chin as his back arches - letting out a pathetic louder moan as he clutches his pillow tighter.

Moaning lovingly as he shoves his face back into his pillow.

Tamaki never fucks without a pillow in immediate face covering range.

Then there's Y/N - groaning and moaning - body dripping with sweat, giving Tamaki everything he's got.

Doing everything to Tamaki's liking - aiming for deep sweet spots, thrusting as hard as he can, going as deep as he can, slowing his thrusts occasionally because he's found out Tamaki enjoys it.

But Y/N is doing everything in his power to make his upper classmen happy - and blissed out of his mind.

Not knowing Tamaki was going sex crazy over it - falling deeper and deeper in love with Y/N.

It was like Y/N was hynotizing Tamaki with that huge cock.

But what really turned Tamaki on - was Y/N himself, his hips hitting Tamaki's ass, Y/N loosing balance occasionally...

And having to slide his hands slightly, or grip tighter on Tamaki's hip.

Letting out a excited and shocked girly moan, body tensing at each touch.

He really liked when Y/N got close - because Y/N would shift his hand on Tamaki's hip a lot.

Y/N would get more vocal - swear more, which always sounded so hot.

Having Y/N's big body looming over him, Y/N's thrusts getting a bit sloppy - yet firmer, his large warm hand gripping tighter on Tamaki's small hip - his hot breath fanning on Tamaki's back, neck and hair.

" FUCK..! " Y/N huffed between thrusts, more like a quiet grunt.

It was so hot.

Y/Ns other hand would occasionally shift on the bed, ruffling the sheets, fingers grazing Tamaki's belly.

Tamaki would get close too, body quaking, if getting plowed didn't get his close - Y/N being sexy would.

Then Y/N would crane over, chest almost rubbing against Tamaki, despite the super hot air Tamaki could still feel Y/N's radiating heat.

He almost wanted to beg for Y/N to put his body weight on him and squish him.

But by now Y/N would be groaning and swearing right in Tamaki's ear, Tamaki would be girlishly moaning into his pillow - hoping Y/N didnt notice.

" ah~.. ah~ ah~! "

Which Y/N did, with how much repetitive quick moaning - even the slap of Tamaki's ass with each thrust could distract him.

Tamaki would be rocking back and forth roughly with each thrust, enjoying feeling so small.

Then Y/N and him would cum, the condom Y/N used getting filled.

Tamaki would make a quiet " mmNnhhh- " noise as he shuddered, quietly cumming his sheets.

Soon after a little pant time, Y/N would pull out - looking Tamaki's sexy body over as he marveled in the after glow of Tamaki's sexy body..

His chest raising and lowering with soft pants as he laid there, still holding his pillow.

Y/N always wanted to go again, but felt that since Tamaki never asked for it - he didn't want it.

But Tamaki always kinda fantasized of hearing a second condom rip open while he rested.

Y/N would take off the condom, tie it up - toss it away, clean himself up - and... Well...

Always want to help clean Tamaki up... But...

Y/N tried once - had a warm wash cloth, tried to rub down Tamaki's back - Tamaki jumped, looking over his shoulder bright red.

" w-what are you d-doing..? "

Y/N explained, suddenly blushing too, frozen - and a bit scared by the sudden reaction.

Tamaki gave a small " oh... " and just looked away and didn't move.

Y/N - not wanting to step his boundries again took that as a stop.

And asked if Tamaki would like him to draw a bath.

Tamaki said no - hoping instead that Y/N would continue to clean his body.

Y/N didn't, and Tamaki saw why not - he was holding back and being wary of him.

Seems Tamaki started Y/N.

Tamaki was upset about it, but was too shy to mention anything.

So Y/N never tried again.

After cleaning himself up Y/N would leave, saying goodbye.

Now how did the two even decide when to fuck?

Tamaki would walk over, tug on Y/N's hand and simply utter " u-um... ", and Y/N would follow Tamaki to the dorms.

But imagine the first time Tamaki asked to fuck again?

Y/N thought the very first time was just a one night stand.

So when Tamaki walked up to him 4 days later - tugged on his and and stuttered.

Y/N turned and stared intently, wondering what Tamaki had to say.

It took a while of Tamaki stuttering and vaguely insinuating for Y/N to get the idea.

Y/N was almost instantly erect.

Other than approuching Y/N, Tamaki would occasionally text to meet up in one of their rooms.

Tamaki usually did this late at night when the dreadful horny struck.

Usually asking if he could sneak over to Y/Ns room.

Since Y/N agreed that he didn't care if anyone knew Y/N was fucking, but they usually fucked when no one else was in the dorm.

Tamaki would sneak over to Y/Ns room - more like just slowly walk over to Y/N's room, if anyone saw him they usually just assumed late night snack or a walk.

But little did they know that was the excited fluttery hearted walk of a man about to get his ass pounded.

Did Y/N's next door dorm-mates notice?

Occasionally they noticed Y/N fucking.

But not often, they assumed he got his cock wet occasionally, but not nearly as much as he actually did.

They were only up occasionally, that or they slept with headphones on.

It was a highschool dorm, someone was usually fucking or masturbating.

No one would have guess it was Tamaki though. Not only cause of the girly moans, just all around Tamaki's mannerism.

Ooh~! What if Tamaki was dragged into a truth or dare with class 1-A!

" c'moooon~! you only have to play threeeeeeeee rounds! " one of them would convince.

So here Tamaki was forced.

And Tamaki is a coward - and well " how bad could their truths really be anyway- "

" soooo... are you a virgin Tamaki? " Mina would ask.

Tamaki went beet red, wanting to lie and chock the blushing up to it being a embarrassing question.

" no. " he would blurt, turning even more red, it was hard to say yes when all he could remember was Y/N fucking him..

" shit... " Tamaki was done for.

He wanted to die. Right then... Right there.

He knew that everyone would take the chance to ridicule him, and bully him into spilling all the details.

Everyone seemed surprised and intrigued.

He tried to insist his 3 rounds were up before someone finally got to him, but everyone kept saying " three rounds of questions directed at you ".

Tamaki tried to refuse, and tried to just walk away - but Mina grabbed his leg and held him back.

Tamaki didn't even look back as he stood still in defeat, staring at the ground.

" ...... let me go....... " he whispered quietly.

" only if you answer one more truth! " she bargained - more like terrorist.

" ...... fine......" he had no other choice.

" who-"

" No. "

Mina had to think up a good one now, when was his last time? (Last night) Where? (Y/Ns room) Ah ha!

" how many times have you done it total? " of course she picked practically the second most personal question..

(Last time done it being the first)

Tamaki paused, actually sweating as he tried to wrack his brain for a answer.

He could just lie - but again Y/N fucked the smarts out of him, and thinking of him had the same effect.

" um.... a-actually.. I-I... I don't I-know...? " Tamaki mumbled.

Everyone's jaws dropped, they were expecting a 1.... Maybe 4.... Max 8?

Nope. Tamaki couldn't. Even. Fathom.

....

Tamaki lifted his leg out of the slack gripped Mina quickly, and sped walk away.

Eventually Y/N and Tamaki would confess their feelings... And begin a relationship - and finally come out a month after starting their official boyfriends relationship.

And Class 1-A would just stare slack jawed..

Neither of them knew why.... Until... Tamaki remembered...

He became insanely red, and said he was gonna get a snack.

So Y/N was left to hang out with his friends.

After a bit they suddenly asked " so... your who fucked Tamaki so many times he couldn't even count them? ".

.... Oh ....

.... .... ....

So Idk, I didn't know what to do at the end.... Like I always do....

But I really liked the scenario - and for a thirst its decent. B]

I have another fic you guys'll get tommorrow, for now have this.

Idk if I'll ever write this out fully? Maybe if someone suggests something good for it? Idk.

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lowkeyrobin · 2 months

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Omg mcyt when their crush asks them out, but the reader is just surprising chill? Like, it's so casual it's insane just a "Hey, you wanna go out sometime?" while scrolling through sm and chillling lmao

oooooo okay okay I see the vision ; thank you for requesting!!

MCYT ; nonchalant ask-out

includes ; tommyinnit, tubbo, ranboo, badlinu, nihachu, & quackity

warnings ; language

masterlist

TOMMYINNIT

you were sitting on the train to go visit some friends for a stream

you were sitting next to the window, facing the back of the train, while he was on the opposite side, also sitting next to the window, although his backpack was perched so he could rest an arm on top of it

you turn to him and just kinda ask as you're passing a field of cows

"you wanna go bowling sometime? like, as a date? it's fine if you don't wanna" you shrug

Tommy just blinks as his cheeks get a little red

"Uh, sure. I mean, yeah!"

you guys get to where you're going and while he's with tubbo, more secluded from you, tells him about it

"y/n like, casually asked me out on the train and I said yes! I don't know what happened, it was so weird"

"they're concerningly laid back about everything, you know this"

"...true"

TUBBO

you were at a conservatory (flower museum basically) and enjoying all the pretty flowers and plants

you turn to him like "Hey, would you ever go out on a date with me?"

he's silent for a moment before he responds

"is there a right answer?"

"genuine question"

"uh... sure"

he just texts Tommy like "bro y/n just casually asked me out at the flower place wtf"

he's slightly concerned but you enjoy the rest of your time at the conservatory and get a bunch of great pictures

RANBOO

you were doing a stream watching flushed away

lots of laughter and fucking around considering you were on the couch sitting next to each other with a camera in front of you

"what is happening right now???"

"hey, Ran?"

"hm?"

"you wanna go to dinner sometime? like a date?"

chat explodes and you're trending on Twitter before he can even respond

"uhm, uh, yeah, sure"

"cool"

they later tweet a "that was unscripted, and weird. y/n is never streaming w me again"

you reply with "yeah, sure pal"

"okay y/ns steaming w me tmr night stay tuned!!"

FREDDIE BADLINU

you guys + harry were making puppets at his place for a little prank, and making your friends into puppets as well

you were making him while he was making Tommy, and harry was making kermit (??), making some conversation for the camera

you're mostly working on the floor next to Harry because the table wasn't big enough for the three of you

you look up and just kinda blurt it out

"Hey, Freddie, you wanna go rollerskating sometime?"

harrys the first to speak "what the hell?"

"sorry, bad time"

"wh-no, actually, I'd love too" Freddie smiles

he later edits that with some music like it's 2019, pixel meme glasses and all

"got a date, wwwww"

NIKI NIHACHU

you were both playing on the qsmp, and taking care of em

niki passed over some food bc you were building something for her and ran out of food

"Hey, niki, would you ever go on a date with me?"

"wh- oh, uh, I mean, yeah!"

"cool"

her chat explodes and so does yours LMAO

ppl clip it and it's a hot topic on qsmp tumblr for a week or so

you tweet after stream "date ideas, GO"

niki responds with "you have to come here first, y/n/n 😭"

ALEX QUACKITY

you were out exploring the city together for a little vlog on your alt channel

you were talking and having a good time and whatnot, exploring stores and restaurants and parks

"hey, Alex, would you ever like, date me, I guess?"

"yeah- I mean, uhm, I guess so"

"cool"

when you guys get back to the hotel he instantly gets on a call w some friends, whom are streaming, and quickly rants about it, leaving you nameless tho

you see the clipped bit on YouTube the next day and can't help but smile cause honestly w move

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natailiatulls07 · 3 months

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Charles getting worried when Jules daughter reader sprains her ankle

Early morning run gone wrong

Jules Bianchi x Daughter!reader

Charles Leclerc x little sister!reader

Summary - The one time Y/n wants to join Charles on his run, she sprains her ankle

Warning - sprained ankle, hospitals

6.30am

Sat at the breakfast, Y/n scrolled through her phone. She was half awake half asleep, but decked out in running gear.

Now this wasn't a common thing, early mornings were never seen by the girl. But yesterday she stupidly made the decision to ask Charles if she could join him on his daily runs. So here she was, regretting nearly every life choice.

In front of her, jumping around the kitchen was her older brother. "So I was thinking maybe we run through town and then stop at that breakfast place as a treat, yeah?"

The suggestion of the breakfast treat did sort of lift her spirits only to soon wear off when they stepped outside the apartment box. "Merde, il fait froid!" Y/n hissed, looking over at Charles who was wear shorts and short sleeved shirt unbothered by the temperature.

After taking a few minutes for the two to stretch and also for Y/n to warm up and wake up, they began a steadily jog which would later evolve into a run.

So far it had been going well, Y/n was much more cheerful and they had been running for a long while now. "Oh be careful Marguerite, this bit is cobbles" Charles warned the girl, he knew she was clumsy so he made sure to slow their pace slightly.

But of course Y/n was competitive, she turned it into a race. Speeding up and running away from him giggling and shout back. "Hurry up old man, I thought you were an f1 driver!"

Rolling his eyes, Charles did increase his pace but only the slightest bit still very aware of the cobbles. "Y/n come on slow down, these are cobbles please don't hurt yourself!" He yelled back to the girl who clearly didn't listen to him. He hated how stubborn and competitive she was.

Only when she fell over, did he increase his pace. He heard her yelp and he saw how she reached for her ankle. "Ah putain, ça fait mal!" Y/n cursed under her breath, eyebrows furrowed in pain, heart ponding.

Once he got to her, Charles knelt done next to her on the cobbles. "Where does it hurt?!" He asked frantically, eyes quickly scanning over her body for any visible injuries.

Shaking her head and harshly biting down on his bottom lip to counteract the pain, Y/n pointed down to right ankle. Gently moving her legging up her leg, Charles immediately noticed the ongoing swelling.

Turning his head, he looked at her with a soft gaze. "Okay Marguerite, no panic you just sprained your ankle. I think we should get you checked out at the hospital yeah?" As much as Y/n didn't want to go to hospital she knew it was right and she had to go so she agreed.

Charles stood from his previous postition and went to pick her up, there was no way she could put weight on her ankle, but Y/n held up her hand to stop him. "I'll walk...don't worry"

But before she could even try to stand, Charles had picked her up and had her hold onto him like a koala, being mindful of the ankle. He heard her huff before laying her head down on his shoulder.

Soon enough, Charles walked the two back to the hospital which was luckily not too far from his usual running route.

After some waiting her ankles was checked out by the doctor. Y/ns ankle was put into support brace. They asked her to take it slow and not put any weight on it until the swelling and the pain subsides.

And of course like always, Charles took these instructions very seriously. For the next week Y/n spent her time either on the sofa or in her bed.

And her every need was met; She's hungry and wants a bowl of pasta? Don't worry Charles is doing it now. Wants to do an epic movie marathon of twilight? Fine, expect Charles to be falling asleep half way through new moon. Y/n really craves a matcha iced latte? Charles is already by the door, putting on his shoes asking her if she wants anything else whilst he's out.

Funny thing is Charles cherished this week, obviously he hated why this was happening, but he cherished this special time together was. With his job he was gone for and living out of suit half year, this meant he didn't have much time to hang out with his little sister.

But alas all good come to end. Y/n's ankle healed relatively quickly and Charles had to his car and to track. Their schedules were blocked up once again and they would have to find times to hang out.

Back to small microwave meals and cheeky movie nights here and there.

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harrycore · 1 year

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NEED YOUR HAND

18+ ONLY — y/n wants to cum and harry knows exactly what she needs to get her to the finish line (choking kink)

reblogs & feedback are appreciated :)

Their skin was hot and sweaty, Harry’s muscles burning with each thrust and y/ns head thrown back from the ecstatic pleasure she was receiving as he plunged in and out of her warm walls. He was reaching spots deep within her, spots that made her toes curl and her fingers pull his hair harder.

Harry readjusted, holding more of his weight on his knees, cocooning y/ns body close to him. His face was next to hers and he slowed down, taking in the sight of y/n so blissed out and buzzing with pure pleasure. Her eyes were squeezed shut, her mouth in a perfect “o” shape. Harry tilted his head, licking a bold strip from her neck all the way to her ear before nibbling on her lobe. “Looking so sexy like this, pet. Spread open and taking me like a good girl” he growled, making y/n let out a satisfied sigh.

“P-please, ma-make me cum” she spoke with urgency, her eyes rolling back repeatedly as Harry picked up his pace, he was panting above her, his back muscles glistening in the darkness of the room. Y/n was laid on the back, begging for Harry, she was beneath him, completely at his mercy and that fact made his green eyes glisten with a newly found hunger. He smirked, biting her lip teasingly.

“Want me to make you cum?” Harry asked, his eyes scanning her body, y/ns boobs were right in front of him and he couldn't resist the urge to suck on one of her erect nipples even if he tried so he ducked down, taking one of her them into his mouth, sucking and licking at the skin. He let go with a pop, “hm? Want to cum?” He asked, urging y/n for an answer.

“Y-yes” she replied her voice weak and blurred with pleasure, “please, I need it”

“my dirty girl” Harry groaned, his hand sliding up her body teasingly, laying a quick harsh slap against her boob before slowly clasping around her throat. He gives an experimental squeeze and earns a moan from the beautiful woman beneath him. “You like that, don’t you?” His voice came out laboured and hoarse as y/n tried to calm her racing heart, her body suddenly feeling impossibly hotter.

She panted beneath him and desperately nodded her head, urging Harry to squeeze down tighter. He complies, his thumb pressing down slightly harder, slowly constricting y/ns breathing. Her hands come to grab at his wrists as he presses down onto her, his hips picking up in pace, slamming against hers with purpose.

Y/n lets out strangled moans, her eyes rolling back, her hips pushing upwards to meet with Harry’s thrusts. It was outrageous, the way she was so out of it, so lost in the pleasure Harry was giving her. “Fuckin minx” Harry near shouts as he feels y/n squeeze down on him, his cock twitching deep within her in agony. He was so close, the ball of pleasure slowly unravelling in his stomach, his heavy balls tightening as they slap up against y/ns ass.

Harry had one arm thrown above y/ns head, helping it give himself leverage as well as his legs. He was putting his all into the thrusts, the pace of his hips being cruel and unwavering. His hand let go of her throat and came to slap one of her boobs again before returning to her neck, he squeezes down again, her neck fitting into his palm. “Fuck” he panted, “look at you” he punctured each word with a thrust, driving y/n crazy. “Looking so good with my hand wrapped around your neck. Such a slut” Harry admired his lover, it truly was a scene straight out of a porno and he loved it.

“I’m so close” y/n shrieked, feeling Harry’s hand loosen around her neck.

He burrows his head onto her neck with a groan, “‘m close too” his lips find her neck, the warm skin feeling silky against him. He lays soft sounds onto her, a complete contrast to how brutal his thrusts were and how he was choking her.

“N-need your hand around me when I come” she pants out, her eyes slowly blinking open to look into Harry’s green ones. Her body was still rocking against his heavy cock, her clit getting pleasured due to the rocking motion and how close Harry was to her.

“Whatever my girl wants” Harry rasped, his hand finding its way back to her throat as he nibbled and teased her ear, “she gets” he clasped his palm around her, pulling an involuntary gasp from her. Within seconds she’s squirming beneath him, her body shaking and her eyes rolling, she throws her head back, giving Harry more access to her neck, and cums.

That’s all it takes. It leaves Harry dumbfounded but also, incredibly, incredibly horny. He picks up his pace, his own moans and groans picking up in volume as he works on getting himself to the finish line, he was overwhelmed by the adoration he had for y/n and how she trusted him especially when it came to the bedroom.

Y/n swallowed hard, grabbing into Harry’s back, as she saw him shaking on top of her. His thrusts were uneven, his balls feeling heavy and full against her. He shudders and with two hard sloppy thrusts, he lets go, coming with a growl, burrowing his head into her neck. He slowly lets go of her, now resting on top of her as he comes down from his high. Y/n entangles her hands into his hair and kisses his sweaty forehead.

“I liked that” she rasps, a lazy smile adorning her beautiful face. Harry smiles back at her, slowly pulling out, earning a hiss from his lover, before plopping onto the bed next to her. He pulls her closer to his own sweaty skin.

“I’m glad you did” he spoke, leaning down to press a kiss into her hair. “Next time you can choke me if you want”

“I’d love that” y/n hums, kissing his bare chest softly, groaning when Harry decides to get off the bed.

“Up you get” he speaks, he would be lying if he said his legs weren’t a little shaky. He beckons y/n towards him and lifts her up bridal style, taking her to the ensuite to love up on her some more.

#harry styles smut #harry styles x y/n #harry styles blurb #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles fic #harry styles fluff #harry styles oneshot #harry styles angst #harry styles x reader #harry writing

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southparktexts · 17 days

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Hi, could you do like, period comfort w/ main four? No pressure though, of course

ofc anon !!

Period Comfort w/ Main 4

stan ;

- when you got your period, he was kinda like ‘ok’

- he has a sister so he already knows all about periods and stuff

- i feel like he knows how to help you already

- if you got your period at his house he’ll grab you a pad

- i can see him just being a support man on the time of the months

- only letting you rest on the bed as he does everything

- mainly cuddles with you as the big spoon

- he knows you needa man at this time to make you feel better!

- if you take days off school because of your period, he will come over after school with your favourite snacks

- kisses and reassurance

“stanny.. my stomach hurts so much..”

“i know baby, i know.. ill go get a heat pack for you, okay?”

kyle ;

- deffo grossed out at first

- *ahem* microbiome episode

- but anyways…

- doesn’t know what to do, he either gets his mom over or you have to explain it

- his mom is so fucking nice to you as well, shows you where the pads / tampon cabinet is and pill cabinet

- after that his mom lectures him on periods and he learns

- next time you message him or get your period over at his house he runs to grab you stuff

“..shit..”

“whats wrong babe?”

“i got my period”

- this man is S P R I N T I N G.

- immediately throws in a heat-pack in the microwave

- running to grab pads and spare underwear for you and painkillers

- would deffo make gift baskets for you

- filled with teddys that have heating inside, chocolates, your favourite snacks, soups

kenny ;

- this man knows nothing

- literally nothing

- the ONLY and ONLY way he knows about periods is either the internet

- or he heard his mom explain it to his younger sister

- would slightly panick when you got your period

- like what does he do

- COMFORT TALK.

- saying shit like “you’re okay..” “just breathe f’me..”

- hes definitely panicking but not like tweek type of panic

- this can ONLY go two ways:

“shit.. i just got my period.”

“oh.. whats that.”

“fuck me.. i think i got my period”

“oh shit do you need anything?!?! water????”

- probably treats you so delicately on your period

- like your pregnant or something

- read online that sex can help with period cramps..

- yk where im going w this.

cartman ;

- GROSSED OUT.

- more of the fact that he touched a bloody tampon once and fondled with it without knowing thats blood coming from your vag

- *AHEM* the one scene where cartman finds stan’s mom’s tampon in the trash

- definitely makes a face but definitely knows that you can’t control it

- WILL DEFFO MAKE REMARKS LIKE “couldn’t you make it later”

- when you got your period near him he immediately called his mom

- but not for you

- because you got blood on the couch.

“MOOOOMMMM Y/N GOT BLOOD ON THE COUCH.”

“bruh.”

- cartman’s mom would be like kyles mom but a lot nicer

- talks you through where everything is

- next time you get your period you basically know where everything is and you tell his mom and him

- cartman cuddles you and puts blankets on you silently

- while cartman’s mom is basically support

- if you have cravings and you tell him.. well..

“MOMMMMM Y/NS CRAVING COOKIES”

“nono its fine mrs. cartman-“

“oh of course honey”

#kyle broflovski x reader #south park x reader #southpark #southparkheadcannons #southparkimagines #stan marsh x y/n #eric cartman #eric cartman x reader #kenny mccormick #kenny mccormick x reader #southparktexts

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deadgxrlsuperstar · 5 months

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- The eyes don't lie - Bakugou Katsuki x fem!reader

tags/warnings: SFW, mutal pining, obliviousness, salacious references, swearing, multiple perspectives, fluff.

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Y/Ns perspective:

"For fucks sake Mina I wasn't eye fucking him" you groaned, playfully throwing one of Mina's pillows at her, in response to your way to nosey bestie. Mina only slyly chuckled in response to your defensiveness. "I WASN'T!!" your outburst only warranted Mina to erupt into an uncontrollable laughter "girl please- you totally were" glaring at your immature and slightly perverted best friend you thought...is that what it looked like...is it that obvious...fuck does he think im a creep?!

Katsuki's perspective:

"Hey there, man!" Kiri gleamed at Bakugou "you were amazing as usual in training today, you gotta show me how to do that move that took down Denki" Bakugou looked at Kiri with his signature scowl and huffed "yeh yeh"...There was an awkward silence between the two young men as they moved about the kitchen alone. " Dude, did you see how Y/N was looking at you?" Bakugou's ears perked up at Kiris comment "how was she looking at me?" gruffly replied Bakugou, acting disinterested."She was definitely checking you out. Her eyes didn't leave you once during the spar with Iida... I would know I was sitting next to her, it was like she was in a trance" Bakugou was internally flooded with butterflies, however logically he had doubts about his friends interpretation..Kiri was way too optimistic sometimes.

Neutral perceptive:

The next day, you and Bakugou exchanged an awkward amount of eyecontact, as per usual. Everyone in the class could tell you were both pining for each other, and they all desperately wanted you both to grow up and talk to each other!! mostly so they won't have to witness such obliviousness and stupidity from two of the top performing students, but at least it reminded them that you were both still human.

When you were mindlessly scrolling on your phone, alone in the classroom during the lunch break, Kiri and Bakugou walked in, immediately stopping their conversation as soon as they noticed you. " Dude," Kiri said quietly. "This is your chance." Swiftly, Kiri left the classroom, leaving only you and Bakugou in the room. Being cautious, Bakugou approached you to sit down on the chair opposite your desk.

Y/Ns perspective:

"Hey bakugou? you alright?" you questioned, putting your phone down. silence... just a painful fucking silence..he didn't respond...he just looked at you like your presence offended him.

Feeling nervous at his intense eyes, you subconsciously leaned back and looked around, suddenly feeling vulnerable. Bakugou leaned forward and rested his crossed arms on your desk. "I think you're pretty" Bakugou blurted out.

Your body stiffened, and you looked at him with skepticism. "huh?" you questioned, but honestly it sounded more mocking than confusion.

Katsuki's perspective:

All of Bakugou's internal alarm bells were ringing, what the fuck did she me "HUH?!" did I sound creepy, was I too forward, does she think im gross???!?!?!

Clearing my throat "I said I think you're pretty". ....Pause...."and I want to take you on a date...if you would let me?". Y/Ns face was so difficult to read, curse that resting bitch face she does so well.

She mirrored me and leaned forward "where?" Y/N smirked.

Damn I haven't thought that far ahead.

"uhhhhhh- honestly I didn't think I would get this far" i sighed looking up into her eyes slowly she was snickering. "well that's unexpected for you...the confidant and brutal Bakugou Katsuki, Lord Explosion Murder Dynamight expected me to reject him?" she was definitely teasing me.

I raised an eyebrow "Is that a yes?"

"Yes that is a yes..." i smiled softly

neutral perspective:

The confession was awkward however Bakugou felt a wave of relief at Y/Ns response and grinned playfully "Good, I'm glad" he chuckled.

a couple minutes of small talk went by

"Do you want to walk with me to the vending machine downstairs?" Y/N asked, getting her burgundy coin purse from her bag.

Bakugou immediately stood up a little too eager to accompany Y/N, on the inside he was absolutely ecstatic that she agreed to go out with him, like a child opening presents on Christmas day kind of excited.

"can I...?" Bakugou gestured wrapping his hand around her waist, silently Y/N gently grabbed his arm and wrapped it around herself and blushed at the contact.

The two of you walked while discussing various dates and events you could go to and laughed about how the two of you were so oblivious reagarding the mutual pining.

Little did you both know that Mina and Denki were hiding under Aizawa Senseis desk listening to the whole confession.

#bakugou katsuki #bakugou x reader #bakugou x y/n #bakugou x you #bnha bakugo katsuki #katsuki bakugo #mha bakugou #bakugou #bakugou x fem!reader

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jaemified · 11 months

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same dream, same mind, same night - hong jisoo

“ive waited this long to be with you. what’s another few months?”

pairing; joshua hong x fem!reader

genre; angst, childhood best friends/brothers bsf, kinda fluffy, unrequited love, friends to lovers

warnings; swearing, drinking, mingyus mean but hes just drunk, y/ns scared of commitment (arent we all), mention of bruises/scraping against concrete, and blood (blood parts pretty brief)

wordcount; 3.0k

synopsis; confiding in her longtime best friend after the end of a rocky relationship, choi y/n begins to heal once more and realizes what’s been waiting in front of her after all this time.

note - i love samex3 sm+i wanted an excuse to write w this song and for josh soo

read below the cut !

“you can’t just leave me here!” y/n exclaims to her boyfriend of four years, stumbling out the back door of a club to follow the man before her.

the loud music echoed throughout the alleyway, ringing through y/n’s slightly pounding head though she wasnt nearly as drunk as mingyu.

“actually i can, the car is registered under my name anyway.” he scoffed as he wrapped his arm tighter around his one night stand’s waist.

“and how are you supposed to drive? you’re absolutely wasted.”

“i’m not wasted, in that sense. but i realize how much time i’ve wasted on you.”

y/n grabbed her boyfriends arm, clinging onto him with watery eyes and a shakey grip. she ignored the way the desperate girl next to him gave her a dirty look, rolling her eyes.

“you don’t want to do this mingyu.”

“no,” he lowly chuckles. “you don’t want to do this, y/n.”

he shakes his arm harshly as y/n’s hold on him began to slip, before the girl tugged on her forearm, shoving her backwards into a puddle of god knows what.

y/n ignored the bruises beginning to form on her knees as she scraped against the rough concrete, struggling to get up with weak knees.

the ‘couple’ turns around, walking away towards the other side of the street.

“are you fucking serious? you’re gonna throw away a 4 year relationship for some girl you met at the club?!”

“you’re spewing nonsense, you’re drunk, you should just go home sweetheart.” the girl yelled back in faux pity, pulling mingyu into a kiss while she knew y/n was watching.

it was heartwrenching sight. y/n felt her heart ache, her stomach drop, eyes heavy, head hazy.

“mingyu! stop! please.” she called after to no avail.

with her already shaky knees, she tried to run after them only to trip and scrape herself more harshly then the first time.

she winced as she saw the blood begin to draw, the dirt falling into the open wound.

it was a rather big gash for a small fall, before she realized it was a broken glass bottle she had tripped over.

it was raining now, pouring rather heavily.

y/n sat flat on her butt in the middle of a sketchy alleyway. she began to cry, not just from the ache of the glass digging deep into her flesh, but from the ache in her heart mingyu had left her with.

she sobbed loudly, clutching her chest. she began to curl up into a ball and hugged her knees tightly.

with every drop of the heavy rainfall, her sobs only grew more painful she could feel herself running out of breath.

y/n was pretty fucked. stuck in the middle of who knows where, in a pretty bad area not to mention she was caught midstorm, left with no money (as mingyu used the rest of her money on drinks while she got up to the bathroom), no umbrella, phone in low battery before she realized-

wait.

with her vision blurred, she dug into her purse for her quickly dying phone.

through all the old receipts and packs of gum, her white phone with its clear case still stood out the most. inside the clear case was a polaroid. of her, her brother (seungcheol), and their best friend, joshua, as kids sitting side by side in the sand.

she laughed sadly as she looked at baby her, with her arms wrapped around both josh and cheols necks, the three of them flashing bright smiles.

well shit, she finally snapped out of it and realized what she needed to do.

y/n unlocked her phone, quickly scrolling through her favorites in her contacts.

‘4%’ the upper corner of her phone flashed.

she thought of who to call yet no one seemed to be a good choice.

seungcheol? no, he’d get mad and yell a lot.

jihoon? stuck at work, as always.

wonwoo? working the late shift at the cafe.

mingyu? absolutely not.

y/n thought hard before one familiar name popped up in her mind. how could she not have thought of him?

she scrolled for his contact, finding it, then questioning how she missed it when he was third on her favorite contacts.

calling shua🫶

the loud buzzing of his phone caught both his, and his friends attention, interrupting one of their late gym sessions on a random saturday.

“who could be calling you at this hour?” chan questioned, putting down one of the two weights he was lifting.

“his beloved y/n!” soonyoung teased with a soft grin.

“its not even that late? its only like 10.” seokmin said with a hint uncertainty attached at the end before he checked the time.

joshua brushed off his friends, stopping the treadmill as he paused his music before he had checked the contact name.

‘incoming call from y/nn!<3’

“hey, how are you?” he asked with a genuine smile.

“fucking terrible.”

“are you okay, do you need help?”

“are you free right now..?”

“i mean yeah, im just at the gym with the guys. what’s up?”

“hate to be a bother but can you please come get me?” she emphasized.

“why, what’s wrong? i mean- not why like, ill pick you up either way but just kinda, you know-” “stop being like that and just go get her already!” chan yelled with his distinct laughter.

y/n sniffled, quickly wiping her eyes before chuckling in response, “hi channie!” she spoke with as natural of a voice she could put up.

“she said hi channie.” “dont be jealous!” soonyoung teased.

she smiled at how natural they were with each other, and also at how easily joshua got annoyed.

he walked out the gym of the apartment complex and stood outside the door, ignoring how he had 3 sets of eyes on him.

“okay, im alone now. what happened?”

“ill tell you what happened in person, just please hurry. im kinda injured and also soaking wet. rain really isnt friendly.”

josh walked back into the gym, quickly grabbing his sweater and keys, signaling to the guys that he’d be back later as he pointed towards the parking lot through the window.

“im leaving now. where are you?”

“i dont know, mingyu was the one driving. ill just drop my pin.”

“that bastard i swear if he hurt her..” he mumbled, thankful it wasn’t heard by y/n.

“thank you shua, i really do owe you.”

“it’s fine. that’s what friends are for right?”

“yeah. love you.”

“love you.”

he sighed as he remembered you were just two best friends, nothing more, nothing less. and yet you still had him wrapped tightly around your finger.

y/n squinted when the bright headlights flashed in her eyes as joshua pulled up in his black sedan.

he quickly ran up to y/n with his umbrella, unzipping his gray hoodie and wrapping it around her cold, bare shoulders while the spaghetti straps of the black dress slipped off.

his eyes fell as he saw how puffy hers were, her red cheeks, and bloody scraped knees.

handing the umbrella to the girl before him (and telling her to make sure she’s covered, saying to not worry about him getting wet in the process), he picks her up by the underside of her knees and arms, carrying her to the car.

joshua puts y/n down to sit on the hood as he opened the passenger seat, making sure she has enough leg room, not wanting her to scrape her knees any more then she already had.

he picks her up once more, setting her down inside before taking the umbrella and closing the door for her.

“ill take you back to cheols?” he mumbled as he backed out into the street, pressing his sneaker into the gas pedal.

“no no no no god please don’t. he will kill me and i really don’t want to have to deal with that. can i please spend the night with you?” she begged, grabbing onto his muscular, veiny, covered in rain droplets, arms.

he sighed, looking over to her with a soft gaze, meeting her hurt eyes. he changed the navigation on his phone and entered in the address of his apartment complex. “how could i ever say no to you?” he flashed a lazy smile, rubbing circles into her hand.

realizing his right hand had subconsciously made its way to her rest on her thigh, he half-mindedly pulled his hand away before he felt y/n pull him back, giving it a reassuring squeeze.

“so what happened? not to be, you know. but im really worried about you. you’re lucky cheol wasnt there when you called me you know.”

“i know and im sorry, it’s just- I didnt know who else to go to.”

he hummed as he stopped at the red light. joshua turned to face y/n again, repeating his earlier words. “well, how could i ever say no to you?” he mumbled as the green flash illuminated his face in the dark light.

“you know how gyu can be. but this time he just drank way too much i guess and lost it. it started at the high school reunion party last month. he got drunk and ended up sleeping with someones sister who’s like 4 years younger, she was like in 8th grade when we all graduated.”

“damn we’re old now- oh, sorry. i thought it was a girl he met at the club?”

“that’s what i thought. but she was here with her brother and he told me everything. they were meant to be a one night stand since he thought they’d never see each other again but we just so happened to enter the club as they were leaving. after he told me, i ran out after gyu but he abandoned me.”

she didn’t miss the way joshua’s jaw clenched.

“ill kill that son of a bitch i swear.”

“it’s okay, really-”

“no! its not fucking okay!” he shouted, apologizing before he realized how loud he was.

he parked in his parking space before turning off the engine to talk to her, face to face.

“choi y/n. you are a special girl, a once in a life time even, and you deserve to be treated as such. and if someone as stupid as kim mingyu cant see that then why don’t you go for someone who does?”

“like.. who..?”

“like, hong jisoo.”

“hong jisoo? i- ah.”

y/n gave him a pitiful look, and that’s all it took to get the message across.

“shua..”

“no. i get it, i can’t expect you to feel the same way especially since it hasn’t even been 3 hours since you broke up with mingyu. and even after that i can’t expect you reciprocate my feelings either way. but, even so, ill always be here for you. no matter how you want me, as a boyfriend or more realistically, a friend.”

“joshua. i love you, i really do. you know i do but,”

“-but as nothing more as a friend, yeah? its alright. i really didn’t want to say anything but it just slipped out. i didn’t want to stress you out because i know what you’re going through is hard. i understand. but what we feel for one another is a different type of love,” he stopped to gesture two different points moving in opposing directions with his arms.

“to different for our own good.” was all he said before getting out the car to carry y/n upstairs.

y/n winced as he put ointment into the fresh wound where the glass once was, looking away from josh as he held her leg, directing her gaze to the bloody chunk of glass that sat in the sink.

“soonyoung is staying at chan and seokmins place on the seventeenth floor, but i want you to take my room, and ill stay in soonyoungs since i have a softer and bigger mattress.” he whispered, making eye contact with her as he left an innocent kiss where the bandage covered her skin.

she whimpered as the events of today hit her with the small kiss, unsure of how to proceed.

y/n ran her fingers through her hair, still damp from the shower she had just taken.

“can you stand?” he asked offering his hands to help her down the counter, looking over the many bandaids covering all her scrapes and bruises.

she took his hand and tried walking around the kitchen. she had a bit of a limp, yet was still a bit stable.

“here, take this tylenol and you can wear the hoodie I left on the bed since I know you get cold, ill just shower first.”

she sat on the bed, hugging the shirt she currently wore which joshua had lent her, before slipping on his black zip up hoodie. it had smelled like him, and his familiar, comforting vanilla shampoo she recognized all too well.

she fell back onto the mattress and let her mind be consumed by her thoughts, falling asleep yet only for a short while after.

she later awoke at the sound of joshua digging through his drawers for a white tee, being able to catch a glimpse of his toned body before he slipped the shirt on.

he turned around to y/n, bending down to tuck her stray hairs behind her ear, pressing a kiss into her forehead. “goodnight.”

before he could fully walk away from the bed, y/n grabbed his arm. “stay.” she sleepily whined.

“you need your own space so you can heal, i dont want to accidentally hurt you or anything.”

“you could never hurt me. so just please stay.”

“y/n..”

“please? what happened to you can’t ever say no to me?”

he playfully scoffed before giving in and slipping into the sheets.

y/n dug her head into the crook of his neck, smiling at how he shivered whenever he felt her hot breath against him.

“goodnight shua.”

of course, when cheol found out he was absolutely pissed. y/n would wake up from hundred of missed calls from mingyu, begging for her to take him back after he realized what happened. cheol (and josh.. and, chan?) ended up giving mingyu a bit of, talking to. he learned his lesson didnt he?

it was now over a year, almost two, later. winter time now. joshua had taken y/n to the han river bridge at night. they walked along it together.

with mingyu out of the way, josh and y/n became inseparable (more so then they already were) and drew even closer to one another if that even was possible.

with time, y/n began to realize what it is she wanted. joshua hong. after all, they had always shared the same mind, same dream, all within the same night - ever since they were kids.

“can i tell you something?” she asked, looking down at the river below.

“go ahead.”

“i think, that i like you. and im not sure when or how but you were just always.. there. i don’t know why it took me so long to realize what was there waiting for me, right in front of me.”

silence.

“that’s too bad. because i don’t think i like you, i know i love you.”

“ew you’re so cringey!” she exclaimed, jokingly pushing his face away from hers.

just as joshua reached for y/ns hand, she pulled away. “but before you say anything else, i need to tell you something. i don’t think i want a relationship- or, no i do! just, im scared. i feel like i need a short while longer but i really do wanna be with you,” she paused, thinking of her next words.

“its not that i don’t trust you. im just scared of whatever that was happening again, or if mingyu comes back or something. just, give me a month?”

he smiled, and pulled her into a hug, letting y/n’s head rest on his chest.

“ive waited this long to be with you. what’s another few months?”

y/n felt her heart melt at such a simple yet meaningful statement. she wrapped her arms around his neck, and leaned up to kiss his cheek.

“ive dreamed of being with you since we were kids. you dont know how much it hurt me when you started dating mingyu. and i knew your brother wouldnt dare to let his one and only little sister date his best friend.”

“well. none of that matters now, because it’s in the past. you have me now dont you? and don’t worry about cheol, he’d just want us to be happy. and if he doesnt then that’s just him being a big baby.”

joshua laughed in response, smiling as he held y/n tightly in his arms while they watched the city below, over the river.

she knew she was right giving a guy like joshua a chance.

i will never change.

promise me eternity,

if you feel the same way as i do

they had both dreamed the same dream for years, and now here they’d be, spending the same night together forever.

he knew in that moment she had been worth the wait.

joshua hong’s (almost) finally got to call the girl of his dreams, his, and he couldn’t be happier.

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negans-lucille-tblr · 3 months

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My Worthless Love || Part One

Summary: At first, Dean can’t believe his luck that he gets to date a porn star, but soon the cracks start to show, and Dean gets to see a totally different side to the industry that bursts his bubble and leaves him torn.

Rating: 18+

Part Tags: flirting, teasing, mentions of one night stands, fluff, mentions of being uncomfortable with attention, mentions of smut, watching porn, hints of masturbation, mentions of step father/daughter roleplay Part WC: ± 2.7K

A/Ns: Hope you enjoy this flangsty mini commissioned by Tina :)

My Worthless Love Masterlist || Read Parts 2-5 when you sub to my site/Patreon!

Dean’s POV

“Holy fucking shit, dude,” Dean gasps out, as he straightens up from taking his shot at the pool table and doesn’t even notice that the white ball goes nowhere near the stripe he could’ve easily potted.

“You okay there, boss?” But Dean ignores Justin for a moment, still too captivated by the girl he’s just laid eyes on, watching her seem to effortlessly glide from the doorway to the bar. “Seriously?”

This snaps Dean’s attention back to his employee, frowning slightly at the look of amusement on Justin’s face.

“What?” he pries, taking his eyes off of the blonde for a brief second to look for the girl again and make sure she hasn’t just completely disappeared into thin air; that would be just his luck.

“I know you’re my boss, but keep dreaming, man,” Justin laughs, stepping up to the table to take advantage of Dean’s distraction.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Dean presses, frowning at him. “You think a girl like her wouldn’t be interested in me?”

“I know a girl like her wouldn’t be interested in you,” Justin scoffs. “Anyway, isn’t she like, half your age?”

“How old do you think I am, dude?” Dean asks, amused.

“Old enough to be her dad by the looks of it,” Justin teases with a smug grin, potting another ball. Dean hasn’t been counting how many that is now.

“Fuck you,” Dean grunts, mildly insulted but more so totally captivated by the pretty girl still standing at the bar, talking to the bar man who is clearly very shameless in his flirting. So Dean’s not the only man she’s having this affect on – that does complicate things a little. Competition is always a challenge. “I’m gonna wipe the floor with you, then go and buy her a drink and prove you wrong.”

“Good luck with that,” Justin laughs, a smug grin lighting up his face, and as Dean’s eyes land back on the pool table, he realises Justin’s almost cleared the table himself.

Dean rolls his shoulders back and tells himself to focus on the game – if nothing else to knock his cocky employee down a peg or two – and takes his turn, this time potting all the balls he intends to, until only the black remains, and he looks up to flash Justin a wink before potting it. Justin rolls his eyes in an over-exaggerated fashion, but doesn’t seem too put out that he’s lost. Justin always loses to Dean, but the kid is getting better the more Friday nights they spend playing.

“You might’ve beaten me, but I can’t wait to see you fail at the next part,” Justin smirks from behind his beer bottle before finishing it. “Y’know, she looks kinda familiar, you are okay with my sloppy seconds, right, boss?”

“If I wasn’t, there’d be no one in this state left to fuck,” Dean retorts, flashing Justin a sarcastic smile and patting his shoulder condescendingly, making Justin laugh loudly.

“Hey, I learned from the best,” Justin tries to argue back. “Fixing a car isn’t the only thing you’ve taught me, y’know.”

“Nah, I’m pretty sure you already had ‘manslut’ in your resume before I hired you,” Dean argues, before making his way over to the bar.

He clears his throat and runs his fingers through his hair before he’s gotten too close, and manages to just about slide into the gap between her and the man standing with his back to her talking to a friend. He briefly glances over at her, noticing she’s just as gorgeous, if not more, up close, and clears his throat as he waits to be served. When he catches her looking his way, he gives her a sweet smile, but she doesn’t hold his gaze long enough for him to strike up a conversation, so he thinks on his approach another minute or two longer.

His fingers begin to drum nervously on the bar top as he notices the barman approaching them, and he realises he’s running out of time.

“What can I get you?”

“Urm, two beers and… I’m feeling generous, so whatever this pretty lady beside me wants,” Dean forces a smile, mentally cursing himself for the terrible move.

“Oh, I’m fine,” she insists, “but thank you.”

Fuck.

The barman nods, moving away to get the beers, and Dean clears his throat. “Sorry, didn’t wanna seem like a weirdo, just figured I’d be nice, buy a lonely lady a drink.”

“No, it’s fine, it’s not weird,” she tells him softly. “I’m just still drinking this one,” she explains.

“Alright,” Dean nods, admitting defeat. He fucked it from the moment he opened his mouth. He let Justin get into his head. He doesn’t deserve to land someone like her now, anyway, even if it does mean he has to spend the rest of the evening listening to Justin tell him he told him so.

“You mean that’s it?” she presses, frowning at him.

Dean frowns back, now completely confused by what’s happening, barely thanking the barman when two bottles of beer are placed in front of him.

“Not gonna persuade me?”

“Do you… want me to persuade you?” Dean asks carefully, now completely lost.

“No,” she replies simply. “Just most men would,” she shrugs.

Dean finds his way through the confusion just enough to consider maybe he’s not completely blown it after all.

“I’m not most men, sweetheart,” he laughs, softly. “Anyway, have a good night.”

He smiles at her once again and grabs the beers, forcing himself not to look back at her reaction to his exit as he returns to the pool table and sees Justin has already set up the next game; clearly having no faith in Dean’s attempt to not be returning.

“Knew you’d blow it,” Justin scoffs, taking his beer from Dean’s grasp.

“I wouldn’t be so sure about that,” Dean replies confidently, grabbing his pool cue. “I’ll break.”

“Dude,” Justin whispers, glancing over Dean’s shoulder.

Dean turns his head to see the girl from the bar approaching, outstretching her hand to offer him the beer in her grasp.

“For me?” he asks, confused.

She shrugs, playing with the straw in whatever girly drink is in her grasp and clears her throat. “Just to say thanks for not being a creep,” she tells him softly.

“Oh, you’re welcome,” he nods, smiling nervously. “Urm, I’m Dean, by the way.”

“Y/N,” she replies, biting her bottom lip softly before glancing over at Justin. “I’ll leave you to your night.”

“No, it’s okay, Justin was actually just leaving, he’s gotta open up shop tomorrow,” Dean smiles, looking over at Justin pointedly. Justin frowns deeply and grumbles under his breath, reaching for his jacket.

“He’s old enough to be your father, by the way,” he grumpily points out to Y/N as he passes her, shooting Dean a smug grin when she’s not looking, and Dean rolls his eyes.

“I’m not,” he insists, hoping that hasn’t scared her off.

“I’m used to older guys,” she shrugs. “So, I’ve seen you get a few good shots on this thing tonight, mind showing me a trick or two?” she asks, biting her bottom lip again.

“Sure,” Dean nods, suddenly a little nervous but a whole lot excited he didn’t screw up that badly.

Three Weeks Later

“I’m not joking, Dean, it was horrible,” she stresses, even though there’s still a laugh in her voice.

“I don’t know, it sounds pretty funny to me,” Dean insists, laughing along. She glares at him playfully, and then looks back ahead of them as they continue to walk the length of the riverside.

“Can you believe this is our third date, already?” Y/N asks, clearly trying to change the subject.

“I think Justin is in more disbelief than I am,” Dean smirks. “The guy was adamant I couldn’t get your attention at the bar that night.”

“A guy like Justin couldn’t get my attention,” she corrects, scoffing.

“He’s convinced that you two have…” Dean trails off, realising that’s a really inappropriate thing to bring up.

“Really?” she frowns. “No, I don’t know him,” she insists, shaking her head instantly.

“I didn’t think so,” Dean rushes to remedy. “I mean, I would believe it from someone like him, but I didn’t… I don’t want you to think I would think of you… I… I shouldn’t have said anything, I’m sorry. He just said he recognised you and, he can’t keep track of… it doesn’t matter,” Dean flusters.

But he’s pretty sure he’s upset her, because the smile has completely gone from her face, and now she’s worrying her bottom lip with her teeth in the way Dean’s learned she does when she’s anxious.

“I’m sorry,” he apologises again. “Forget I said that, please?” he begs.

She clears her throat and nods her head, so Dean tries to relax again and focus on the great third date they were having, and all the hopes he’d had for this going finally somewhere remotely close to a bedroom. But now he’s pretty sure he’s blown that, at least.

“Oh shit,” some guy drunkenly slurs as they begin to pass a bar. “I know you!” He points straight at Y/N who suddenly seems very uncomfortable with the entire situation. “Where do I know you from?” he asks, frowning in confusion.

“That’s a really shitty way to hit on a woman on a date,” Dean calls over, laughing at the guy’s feeble attempt.

“No, I know her,” he continues to insist.

“You’re drunk, dude,” Dean points out the obvious, noticing Y/N getting more and more uncomfortable with the unwanted attention. He moves to stand the other side of her, between her and the drunk man, and puts his arm around her to offer her some comfort, before moving them on swiftly. “Are you okay?” he asks, as soon as they’re out of earshot.

“Fine,” she insists, “I don’t know what that was.”

“He’s drunk, he probably just wanted to hit on you,” Dean shrugs.

“Yeah, probably,” she laughs awkwardly, nodding her head. “I just hate the attention,” she explains, hugging herself.

“I don’t know if you’ve noticed, sweetheart, but you do get a lot of it from men. One even walked into a door earlier,” Dean chuckles softly at the memory. “I know you can’t help it, but us men go a little stupid over girls as attractive as you.” But Y/N seems uncomfortable with the praise, so Dean decides to drop it, and clears his throat. “Do you wanna go somewhere private? My place isn’t far from here,” he offers.

“Urm,” she stops, not looking him in the eye as she instead looks out over the river. “I know it’s our third date and there’s certain… expectations that come with that, but I think I wanna just go home, I’m sorry,” she tells him awkwardly.

“No, yeah of course,” Dean reassures her. “I didn’t… I didn’t mean that,” he insists. While it had been on his mind most of the evening, after what had just happened, he was genuinely offering her refuge and a drink, but he understands how she might have taken it, and now he feels like an even bigger idiot than he did when he brought up Justin. “Listen, I had a great night, regardless how it ends, I just want you to know that,” he tells her.

“Me too, Dean,” she smiles. “Sorry, I think I’m just tired.”

“It’s fine,” Dean insists, shaking his head because an apology isn’t necessary. “Let me get you a cab.”

He steps out towards the road and lifts his hand to flag down a cab, and as one pulls up to them, he smiles down at her.

“Thanks, Dean, I’d like to do this again if you’re still interested,” she tells him timidly.

“Yeah, I’d love to. I’ll text you,” he nods with a small smile.

He’s surprised to see her rock up onto her toes and press her lips to his, and he kisses back for a brief second before she pulls away and gets into the cab beside them. He waves her off once she’s safely inside, and exhales heavily as he watches the cab drive away. Well he didn’t completely fuck it up, which is something he supposes, but he can’t help but think how weird it is that she gets so uncomfortable by male attention, and how reserved she seems to be regarding anything physical.

As Dean begins his walk home he wonders if maybe she’s had a bad experience in the past, or maybe she has no experience at all. She is only twenty one, so it’s not a far cry that she could still be a virgin, and it would make sense why she seems closed off about things. But Dean also can’t help but feel like there’s something she’s not told him yet, like there’s a part of her he’s yet to see, and he wonders if that has anything to do with it.

Dean sighs as he grabs a fresh beer from his fridge and begrudgingly heads towards his bedroom alone, thinking about his high hopes earlier that evening when he was leaving his bedroom, freshly showered and dressed for his date with Y/N, excited by the prospect of her coming back to his place with him. He’d even changed the bedsheets, and sprayed a lot of air freshener around the place. He’d tidied up and made sure there were condoms in his nightstand, and he’d even been out and bought the wine she had ordered the last two times they’d been on dates before. Dean had even gone as far as to not deal with the issue that arose in the shower when thinking about Y/N and what their evening might entail. He didn’t want to waste it on the shower floor, after all.

So now, understandably, he’s a little pent up.

He grabs his laptop as he heads into his bedroom and slumps down onto his bed, taking a swig of beer as he opens up the computer and spurs it to life. Like muscle memory he loads the internet and types in the first few letters of his favourite site, his laptop already filling in the blanks and all he has to do is press enter to be taken there.

Placing his beer down on the nightstand, Dean clears his throat and ensures he’s a little more comfortable in his place as he scrolls the homepage looking at the featured video thumbnails until something sticks out to him. And something finally does. Not his usual type, judging by the title of the video, but there’s something about the glimpse of the girl in the thumbnail that’s appealing to him tonight.

Summer Swallows coerced by Step-Daddy when mother leaves town

Dean’s never really been one to choose this kind of thing, but maybe he’s getting too bored of his regular entertainment, anyway. Maybe it’s about time he spiced things up a little. He clears his throat and readjusts himself once more, clicking play and watching the titles play out. Already bored, he cuts to five or so minutes in, glad it’s the trimmed version and not the full forty minute version the site is advertising if you pay for it. It cuts to an upshot of the man’s face, twisted, his lip caught between his teeth as he groans and stares down his body, and then the camera cuts to the girl playing his step-daughter, on her knees and pleasing him with her mouth, and Dean sits up straight, his eyes widening as he blindly fumbles for his cell on the nightstand and pauses the video right there on her face.

“Sammy?” he chokes out. “You won’t believe what I’ve just found.”

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Anniversary💕

EthanxFemreader

Y’all are fiends💀 (it’s me I’m y’all)

Warnings⚠️ swearing mean/insecure!reader kinda, oral (fem receiving) dirty talk sub!ethan, praise

Ethan followed Y/N into her apartment as she stormed into her bedroom not saying a word to the curly haired boy. He grimaced as a shut the door behind him, still unsure of what he did wrong but by tension that filled the room as Y/N walked back in her Pjs Ethan didn’t want to know.

He tried to recall his day to the best of his abilities. He’d texted Y/N when he first woke up, gone to his classes for the day and then back to his dorm to hang with Chad. Ethan was stumped and he hated nothing more than to see her upset with him.

Y/n however was a silent as a rock, making little movements around her apartment. She had cleaned up out of frustration, not wanting to look Ethan in the eyes. She then stepped into the kitchen and made herself a bowl of popcorn and plopped onto the couch, turning on the television, still not acknowledging the boy.

“Y/n? What’s wrong?” Ethan asked gently sitting close to her, he was in fear that she’d get up and leave but she stayed still focused on the TV as her arm extended out to the calendar on the wall, today’s date marked in a Purple Heart: 3 month anniversary w E.

Oh god

Ethan groaned at this sight knowing he’d forgotten the date they were planned to go on. He could almost kick himself as he turned back to Y/n, whose eyes were still glued to the screen. Ethan turned to face her and placed his hand on her knee. “It’s our anniversary.” “Sure is! How’d you know?” “Y/n, baby I’m so sorry it slipped my mind completely!” “That’s what every girl LOVES to hear Ethan!” She said rolling her eyes. Ethan sputtered out more apologies then Y/N turned to face him. “I’m not trying to be insecure but how am I not supposed to feel like that if you forget things like this? I really care about you and to not hear from you all day and because you forgot about something really important to me…E, it fucking sucks.” She said turning away from the boy. Ethan sighed as she stood and announced to was going to bed. Y/n walked into the bedroom and shut the door quietly. Ethan stuck his head in his hands as he stood, knowing he’d fucked up.

Y/n was opening up the blankets as Ethan walked in, he grabbed her hands and pulled her into a tight hug, holding her against his chest. “M’ so so sorry baby, there’s no excuse but I really am, I love you Y/n and never want you to feel like this ever again.” He murmured into her chest. Y/n looked up at him with softened gaze and nodded. “I love you baby I really do.” He said. Y/n stood on her tiptoes to reach the tall boy and softly pecked his lips. “I love you too Eth.” She said. Ethan wrapped his hands around her face and began placing longing kisses on her lips. His hands sliding down to her hips, gripping them tightly. He the hoisted Y/N up, as her legs wrapped around his midsection as they continued to kiss, slightly pulling on her lower lip to open her mouth up to him.

Ethan moaned ever so slightly as he kissed Y/n, backing up onto the bed he moved his hands onto Y/Ns ass as he attacked her neck, sucking on the patch right behind her ear, causing her hips to buck up into him. He continued to mark her until he turned so Y/N on the bed now and he was in front of her. “Please let me make it up to you baby.” He whispered, playing with the waistband of her pants. She nodded and began to remove her pants, earning a small push from Ethan as he did it himself, then using his teeth to remove her underwear. The cold hitting Y/N’s middle section as Ethan traced her body with a finger. He muttered small praises to her. Ethan trailed all they way right before the opening of Y/n stopping to hold her knees open. He then began to kiss and suck on her thighs leaving marks that would only be visible to someone with access to Y/Ns lower half, which no one did, except Ethan.

After his explicit teasing, which was not necessary in said situation, Ethan finally aligned his mouth with Y/n, sucking and licking lines as moans leave her lips. Keeping his eyes hooked on Y/n as he continues to rave across her, taking any opportunity to lick inside her. “M’sorry, m’so sorry my perfect girl, I love you, so pretty and wet for me baby.” He hummed into her as Y/Ns hips bucked into Ethan, his nose aligning with her clit. “Fuck Ethan!” She yelled, her legs locking around Ethan’s shoulders as she gripped the bedsheets in any attempt to hold onto her anticipation. Just as the familiar feeling started to burning in her stomach, Ethan slid two fingers into Y/n as he locked his lips onto her clit, flicking his tongue against her. Y/Ns back arched as her moans got louder and more aggressive mixed with pants, finally coming and falling back into the pile of pillows behind her.

“Fuck baby, forget our anniversary more often.” “Absolutely not, I’ll be gray and old and celebrate our 100th.” “If it makes you feel any better I forgive you.” “Im glad, but if I ever fuck up again, I’ll know what to do.”

Ethan kissed up her thighs again, reminiscing about the marks he’d left on her earlier while he licked up the mess he made on Y/n. He then went into her bathroom and let the faucet run while he wet a washcloth, returning to clean Y/n a bit more before sliding a new pair of underwear he’d gotten from her drawer. She stared at this boy who just looked back at her with the sweetest smile and soft eyes. Ethan the crawled up into bed spooning his girl.

“You’re telling me you’re not going feral right now?” “I never said that but tonight and tomorrow are about you baby.”

Ethan then rested his face in the crook of her neck wrapping his arms around her and falling asleep.

A/N: I’m so kind for releasing this early since it’s my birthday but here it is! Charlie will be out on Thursday and Chad on Next Tuesday !!

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The Versatility of a Workspace :: Alhaitham

Warning -> 18+ NS-FW! (consensual sex (on a desk - penetration, pulling out), unspecified foreplay (reader receiving), shy/embarrassed reader, brief mention of previous sexual activity (reader), voyeurism (alhaitham watches reader)(friends -> lovers (not established relationship) | it’s been a while, let me know if i missed anything!

Alhaitham X GN Reader | Anthology

There is something incredible about seeing a man focus on his work, and today, when you found yourself staring just a little too long their attention easily shifted.

It felt odd to be in a room alone with him. Not just because he was rarely here in the first place, you knew quite well that Alhaitham didn't work in his office unless he absolutely had to and based on the slight scowl on his face, you assumed he'd gotten into another disagreement with his roommate. Still, the fact that you came here to find the room occupied, and that he'd even suggested you stay and accomplish whatever you'd come in to do was astounding.

Perhaps if you hadn't been too distracted by him you'd have finished earlier and could retreat to alleviate the growing discomfort rising in your stomach.

The way his fingers trailed over the pages of the book, how they curled and tugged at the tender parchment so his focused eyes could drink in every word

The way the light flickered off his face. Gentle, and unimposing as if it too were worried about disturbing him. It enhanced his already sharp features and made you jealous that someone could be so pretty

You adjusted in the chair, shook your head, and wrote -rewrote- the sentence you'd been working on for ten minutes now. With a sigh, you bit your lip hard to focus.

"You're being too loud," his voice called out, making you jump. It was only then you realized you were shaking your leg so much it was making the fabric of your clothes rustle. Considering how quiet the room was, it was easy to hear.

"S-sorry," you replied, stilling your leg.

His fingers ran through the silver locks on his head. They fluttered, falling haphazardly across his face and drawing way too much attention to his lips

His arms stretched, muscles moved under his sheer clothes and you felt your cheeks burn at the sight

You did your best to ignore the tingling annoyance between your legs, the clenching heat in your chest, and any thoughts that consisted of him that, at first, you thought you'd imagined his voice until it came again.

"If you're struggling, just bring your work to me already." An annoyed huff from his side of the room made you grimace. Of course, Alhaitham would never give the time nor desire to the feelings running around your head. You scolded yourself for letting your thoughts run away with you. "Do you not want help?" Flashing your eyes at him, you saw the way he gazed at you from below his bangs. Even if you wanted to, you wondered if you'd be able to stand up at all.

"Okay," you whispered and brought your paperwork to him. Being so close made you stumble but you played it off as best you could. "I'm sure this seems silly to you-"

Did I say that?" He inquired as he took the papers and sprawled them on his desk, his long fingers holding them down the way you wished he'd hold you. A small shake of your head failed at dislodging that thought from your brain. "You're distracted."

"W-What makes you say that?"

"You'd never be this sloppy otherwise." His words were direct as he pointed to an error on the page. Naturally, you leaned in to see what was amiss but when you felt his breath on your neck, you froze.

Swallowing, your breath hitched. You needed space but there wasn't any, especially with his body heat hitting you like a brick wall and his leg absentmindedly brushing against your own. “Ahm --”

"Mmhm, as I thought," he moved the items off his desk, adjusting slightly so you had more room, "sit," he instructed by gesturing to the bare, flat wood of his workspace. He didn't need to say more; you knew what he meant - you weren't that dense.

"B-but-"

"Just do it. It'll be bothersome if you leave right now." Your body itched terribly for attention. Your heart pounded in your chest, your cheeks burned and spread down your neck until it felt like there was a fire in you. It was so hot it almost hurt. In the months you’d known him, he’d never initiated any kind of interest in you. At some point you realized he never would - a man as driven, isolated, and tunnel-versioned toward his own goals would never see past the book in his face long enough to notice how desperately you wanted him. Truthfully, you were happy he allowed you to be this close; so, in all the times you’d been affected by his existence, you vowed to never allowed yourself to be so vulnerable in front of him.

“I - um -” You tried to take a step back but his quick glance held you in place, and when his fingers gripped your chin you knew it was all over.

“Your pupils are dilated, and your breathing is uneven and too quick. Your body temperature has risen significantly since you’ve been here. It’s obvious you aroused,” easily he pulled you toward him, positioned you between the desk and his toned torso. A peek at his chest made you falter and stumble into the heavy workspace now pressing against your back. “It would be faster to tend to this now,” when his hands slid down to your pants, you nearly collapsed on weak knees.

“Wait - wait -” Pushing your hands against him, you attempted to make space in the already limited one you had. He stopped but didn’t remove his hands.

The heat of his touch, the feeling of his fingers just under the hem of your pants, his proximity, it all made your head swim and your heart pound.

“I see. If you’re capable of handling this on your own, I will stand by the door -”

The need building in your stomach willed you to shake your head. “No,” clenching your fists, you squeezed the words from your tight throat. “It’s --”

He sighed, removed one of his hands from your hips, and lifted your chin so you could look at him, “I can’t understand you when you mumble.” When he saw your face you wondered if he’d felt anything at all. Was the step he took toward you a show of interest or just so he could clearly hear what you were to embarrassed to say out loud?

He may have been holding your head up, but he couldn’t force you to look at him, “It’s n-not enough on my own,” you started, knowing full well he wouldn’t grasp what you were saying with such a vague explanation. He needed concrete answers, but were you brave enough to give them? “I-I’ve tried before but it’s not enough. I need ... help.” It was all you could squeeze out. You were certain that no matter the amount of light in the room or the shade of your skin, he could see the vibrant red shift of embarrassment all over your face.

Alhaitham did what was necessary to get you seated on the desk. He made quick work of your pants, ensuring they draped over the back of the chair he no longer needed to use. He lifted you with ease and helped position your body until you were comfortable. Though you assumed he’d get annoyed or exasperated by the number of times you shifted, adjusted, and repositioned, he didn’t - he just waited until you were ready.

“Settled?” he asked when you stilled. A nod brought him closer; you shivered when his fingers grazed your bare skin and let out a shaky breath at the sensation. You’d dreamt of this so many times - or daydreamed, or tried to will your dreams to let you have this once, just once - but now that it was happening, it almost didn’t seem real. “I’ve read my fair share of books on the subject,” Alhaitham hummed as he neared the area of your body screaming for physical contact. His tone, usually direct and blunt seemed softer now, and the contrast brought out a whimper in your throat. “I will start slow.” You nodded but when he finally touched you, you melted.

His movements started slow just as he said. The steady strokes, the way he pressed his thumb against your sensitive skin as he continued his menstruations. It made you wish you had something to hold on to. Instinctually you reached for the loose bits of cloth that hung over the left side of his body.

As your breathing increased, and the moans he pulled from you came more consistently, he began to work harder. You opened your eyes for a second only to see how intently he was watching you - if you weren’t so shy you might have kept them open. Instead, you covered your face with your free hand and hoped you didn’t fall backward.

Something warm slid across your lower back and made you jump slightly. Alhaitham’s voice spread across the back of your palm, his movements, which had been steadily increasing, slowed as if to give you a moment’s rest. “I cannot learn what you like if you hide your face from me,” he explained in his still, unaffected voice. You weren’t sure what was worse, the fact that he didn’t seem altered by what he was doing, or that he was asking you to be even more exposed than you already were. When you tentatively withdrew your hand, he slid his from your back until he reached your elbow. With ease, he maneuvered your arm to rest on his shoulder. “Thank you,” he hummed and picked up the pace again.

At this point, all you could do was hold on. Alhaitham was making you putty in his hands; from the way he held onto you so you wouldn’t fall, his fingers pressing against your back, arm muscles flexing to keep you upright, to the pace he had found that was sending you over the edge - he was in complete control.

You cried out. Head falling backward, rolling to the side to rest on the shoulder that had worked its way free of your shirt. Your chest heaved, nails dug into his clothes, hand slammed onto the desk and hips jutted closer to him as he brought you to your climax.

Out of all the times you’d imagined this, imagined him, you were right to say that doing it on your own was never enough.

Panting, overheating, you listened as your voice eased back to normal. “... sorry,” you finally said after several deep breaths and shakes of your head.

“For?”

“... being so loud ... I didn’t ... I’ve never-” Shaking your head again, you relaxed your grip on his shoulder. You expected him to correct you, or remind you to try to remember next time - next time? - but instead, he laughed, a sound that made you melt even more on his desk.

“It’s a natural reaction,” he reassured you, the sound of a metal buckle ringing in your ears. When you looked down, your heart fluttered at the sight of his fingers working himself free from his pants, the heat he just alleviated from you hit you again like a hot desert wave. Was he really? Was the one thing you’d desperately wanted to do with him finally -- “You should be ready now,” he said, perhaps more to himself than to you as he used your fluids to lubricate himself.

“wh- you’re going to --” Alhaitham pulled you further off the desk and positioned himself to enter you. The tip alone was enough to elicit a moan from your tired throat. You were satisfied enough with what he had already done, to think he would go this far! “Alhai-?”

“I need more time,” he stated matter-of-factly, his voice out-of-character shaky, breath hitching as he began to push into you. He wasn’t huge, but he still stretched you, pushed against your walls as he slid all the way in. You shifted on your thighs and leaned back to give him more access as you exhaled the most sinful moan you’d ever made. It must have been something incredible because the noise that rumbled through his chest set you on fire. “Mmm ...” he hummed, breathing against you as his hands gripped your hips tightly.

The two of you stayed there, still and unmoving for a moment, and took in the feeling of the other. You’d been with others before, but none of them felt like this - none of them made your skin ripple as if a thousand flower petals fell over you in a single moment. You sank into him, around him, and though you were certain he wouldn’t like it, you couldn’t stop yourself from kissing the edge of his lips.

Sharp blue eyes shot your way. They flashed in the yellow light, flickered, searching your face. You were about to apologize when he captured your lips against his in a messy, heated kiss. It was only broken when he started to move in you and you gasped at the resulting sensation.

Alhaitham pressed his forehead against you so hard it made your back muscles shake as you tried to stay upright. Every thrust of his hips into you caused you to cry out. Eventually, you wrapped your arms around his neck just so you wouldn’t fall; the sound of his hands slamming against the wood, the feeling of his shaking fingers digging into your flush, glistening thighs made you wish he would take you in every possible way imaginable.

For months you’d only known the calm, collected, and never impressed Alhaitham wandering through the academy floors - you’d never imagined he could look so disheveled, so desperate, so aroused.

You fell back onto your elbows and the resulting position made him moan, heated breath spreading over your increasingly exposed chest. He stood up, grabbed the underside of your legs and held onto them as he pounded into you. The sight of sweat rolling down his shoulders, across his biceps, the way it clung to the sheer black top he wore. It made you hysterical to see how his abs moved with every thrust. Soon, you couldn’t look anymore as you neared your second organism.

Desperate breaths made your chest rise and fall, your nails peeled back the protective surface of the wooden desk and your head fell toward the unfortunate stacks of books that hadn’t been moved. One final look at Alhaitham’s face was enough to send you over the edge - no one should be that attractive.

“I-I’m --” you tried to communicate but lost the ability. It seemed he was struggling too. His brow creased, eyes narrowed as he dipped his head and tried to breathe through your body’s reaction to him. It didn’t take him long into your own orgasm to come undone. Within seconds, you felt hot streams of cum against your inner thigh as he pulled out just in time.

The two of you were shaking. His arms trembled; whether from overstimulation or your own shaking legs he still held onto, you weren’t sure. Unsteady, but wanting to help him, you pushed yourself up on weak arms so you could slide back onto the slick surface. When you were more stable, he let your legs go, his hands finding refuge on the hot desktop.

So many questions ran through your brain but he interrupted them by speaking first.

“Though I don’t engage in ... tedious emotions,” he panted, hands plastered on either side of you, hair grazing your exposed shoulder, “I also don’t enjoy seeing others in misery ...”

Your throat felt dry, and a bead of sweat rolled down your neck and became lost in the clump of clothes bunched up around your lower back. Somehow, his words made you chuckle in excited hope, “So, you did this for my benefit?”

“Yes.”

“Does that mean ...,” - It can’t right? - “that you ... like me?” Alhaitham didn’t look up but you could tell by the way his fingers curled into fists and the way he flexed against your inner thigh that you’d drawn him out.

“... I never said that ... don’t let it go to your head.”

“Too late,” you replied as you lifted his chin with your trembling hand to take in avoiding eyes under furrowed brow, and his rosy cheeks with a hint of pink-tinted ears.

#hazels 18+#18+#ns-fw #genshin smut #genshin 18+#alhaitham smut

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seretoningghost · 8 months

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Tomura Shigaraki x Male Reader

Warnings : Belt play, breath play, overstimulation, masochism, light sadism (but its just Y/N enjoying the other kinks and enjoying giving them to Shigaraki)

Idk why he gives me so much inspo, I swear I have other fics in the works like Mezo and Tamaki - I swear😭

Today's Tomura's Vibe song has to be Animal by Mindless Self Indulgence.

Powerbottom Y/N

THIRD PERSON POV

Here Tomura was again, laying on the bed - legs hanging off the bed, feet planted on the ground, pants barely halfway down his thighs.

His belt ripped from its loops, and instead secured around his throat - buckled and squeezing.

Tomura's vision went hazy, tongue lolled, chin dribbling with spit.

Eyes lovestruckenly staring up at Y/N, who was moaning lovely above him - not even looking at him with the bliss from riding his poor denied cock.

Y/N kept the belt taught, listening to Tomura gasp and gargle for breath - but grinning internally as Y/N could feel Tomura's cock throb strongly with each gasp inside him.

One of Tomura's hands held tight to the fine leather belt, unable to relieve some of the tension to even sneak a breath - not like he wanted to anyways.

And his right death gripping on Y/Ns hip, fingers digging into the sexy flesh.

This time Tomura had said something along the lines of finding leadership sexy, and Y/N had to put him in his place - beneath his form.

Y/N had to make sure that despite to everyone elses knowledge - that Tomura was not in charge here.

Tomura always loved to tease Y/N - and get his very own belt used on him.

Tomura even bought a fancy belt with tightening brackets that go the full length of the belt so it could secure around his neck.

Instead of with every bounce of Y/N's hot hips - untightening slightly.

"F-Fuck..." Tomura whimpered, eyes pricking with tears, cock twitching wildly.

The dolly pink hearted cock ring around his straining cock keeping him from ejaculating right then again, just like it had all night.

Tomura knew it was fruitless to beg for release - Y/N was a real powerbottom, and didnt stop until he was satisfied.

Tomura's cock was slowly but surely getting uncomfortable - and raw, it ached and longed to fill Y/N's blazing hot tight insides with his load, but couldn't.

But he was getting more and more addicted to the sensation the more times they did this.

Tomura's eyes got a tad too murky, a soft gasp left his lips, Y/N noticed - looking down and smiling softly.

Moaning softly as he gently slowed down, giving Tomura's belt slack.

Tomura let out a long moan, taking in several panting breaths.

Both oxegyn finally running to his brain and cock - but the man is driven by the cock.

His head throbbed with the impending heavy hangover like headache for tomorrow - and he could more clearly feel the overstimulation in his limb buried deep inside Y/N.

"A-ah-...!" Shigaraki whined.

But now instead gripped tight onto Y/Ns hips, letting out soft panty "ah"s as he made shallow but rather quick thrusts up into Y/N.

Y/N grinning as he pushed his hips down into the thrusts.

Shigaraki's eyes swelled with tears, it hurt, but hurt good.

Shigaraki was at this point only being fueled by the sensation consuming and radiating from his cock.

The vessel for pleasure throbbing harshly inside of Y/N - much to Y/N's enjoyment.

"Y-Y/N~... Y/N~! I-I w-wanna cu-M!" Shigaraki was cut off as Y/N pulled taught on the belt.

Shigaraki loosing his breath and letting out a pleasured cracky squeak, cock throbbing intensely - he would have came just then.

Y/N grinned wildly, recalling how fun it was to ride him with the belt without the cock ring - Shiggy came so much when they did that, but he rarely lasted half the time the duo had been at it currently.

Shigaraki gasped lovingly, gripping tight onto Y/Ns hips, mind being consumed with the desire to pump Y/N full.

Whining animalistically Shigaraki's back arched up, chest heaving as he audibly sucked in air.

Y/N grinned, wrapping the belt around his clenched fist - his hand hardly being 6" from Shigaraki's face.

Tomura's eyes dilated to finally get his sexy hand in view - but once he did - a grin cracked on Shigaraki face.

"O-OhhhHhhhh~" Shigaraki groaned brokenly, cock throbbing again.

If his hardened nipples weren't noticable from under his black shirt before - now they were.

Shigaraki was without a doubt - if he wasn't before - in love.

Shigaraki would be slobbering over Y/N's hand gripped around the belt if it were close enough and still choking him - or be taking Y/Ns cock in his mouth.

"S-Sadist-i-ic p-puppy~" Shigaraki whimpered, tilting his head back slightly.

Y/N moaned, grinning as he leaned forward slightly, getting in Shigaraki's view again.

Tugging on the belt - Shigaraki's eyes dilated again, focusing on Y/N's face.

"Shiggy~ ohh~... Your doing s-so g-gooood for me~.." Y/N purred.

Tomura groaned weakly back, cock throbbing, the demeaning nickname got his rocks off so bad.

If he could be both complimented and degraded in one sentance with it seeming natural - he got so fucking hard.

Y/N sat up fully again, biting his lip - his own cock throbbing.

His prostate was being berated with Tomura's large size.

Y/N whimpered softly, wrapping his free hand tightly around the base of his cock - it throbbing madly in his hand.

Y/N drastically slowed, and gave slack to the belt.

"S-Shiggy~? You ready to cum baby~?" Y/N whimpered, biting his lip and shuddering.

It took a moment but Shigaraki's eyes cleared, giving a stressed loud whimper - nodding frantically.

"Y-Yea-Yeah!" He blurted raspily.

It hurt his throat to talk - but that wouldnt stop him from being verbal during sex.

His cock throbbed wildly.

"Okay~.... Hold back for me babe~.." Y/N whined, pulling off of Shigaraki's cock panting.

Shigaraki simply groaned, feeling his release get dangerously close as Y/N slowly slipped the ring strangling his cock.

But Tomura knew the punishment - he tried his very best to hold it back.

Cock throbbing with a cold pulsation as blood steadily flowed back to his red cock.

Y/N whimpered, seeing the poor sexy cock - wanting to give it a deserved stroke, but knew Tomura would burst then.

"A bit longer Shiggy~.. Your doing soooo good~...." Y/N whined, sitting down on the cock again.

Savoring each raw inch that filled his tight ass.

Finally down to the hilt, the duo panted - both of them staving off orgasm.

Y/N moaned softly, beginning to slowly bounce of Shigaraki's cock.

Y/N got to a medium pace, moaning loudly as he gripped his hand onto his cock.

"C-Cum!" Y/N moaned, instantly pulling taught on the belt.

Shigaraki groaned brokenly, dick throbbing wildly against Y/N's moving walls as he finally released his large load.

Eyes fogging over again he whimpered and moaned strained, clawing onto Y/N's hips like Y/N was the only thing keeping him alive.

Humping up into Y/Ns thrusts.

His orgasm felt like heaven, but soon another overwhelming orgasm rushed over his quivering cock.

Y/N mewling as he let go of his own cock - thick ropes of cum staining Shigaraki's shirt - even getting some on Shigaraki's cheek.

Y/N shuddering lovingly at the hot feeling seeping into him, quickly spreading throughout his insides, pooling into him.

"O-OooHhh~ agAin~!" Y/N whimpered, back arching like a slut.

Shigaraki's arching as well, as if he even heard Y/N ask, he was too long gone in pleasure.

Groaning lowly as he released another load, cock getting much more overstimulated now.

Whimpering and huffing now, out of breath as it stung - but he couldn't get enough of Y/N.

Still hard as a diamond, and throbbing wildly he kept at it.

Y/N's spine wracked with euphoria as Shigaraki kept going, moaning loudly as his cock bobbed - squirting another load messily over Tomura's shirt.

Y/N bit his tongue, groaning loudly as he grabbed tight hold of his cock - fisting his dick madly as he milked his throbbing member.

The two simply whimpered loudly and moaned, Tomura groaning loudly as he let out a orgasm laced with painful overstimulation after.

Tomura kept going however - as he was slowly softening - watching Y/N rub one more out.

Y/N moaning loudly, throwing his head back as he came again.

Shigaraki slowly pacing down as Y/Ns hips stopped moving.

Stopping - panting loudly as Y/N released his belt - his cock steadily softening inside of Y/N.

Tomura's dick throbbed wildly.

The two sat in silence, panting and enjoying eachother.

Finally Y/N sat up a bit straighter.

"You did sooooo good Shiggy~." Y/N cooed affectionately, smiling.

"Y-yeAh...." Shigaraki crackedly whispered, smiling.

"You oWe me Lots of lEMon wAter..."

"Yeah? Well your the one who buys sexy belts like these~..." Y/N grinned, teasing as he twirled the end of the belt.

Shigaraki turned red.

#bnha x male reader #male reader smut #mha x male reader #x male reader #smut #tomura shigaraki #+18 blog #+18 only #+18 content #+18 or +adult only #yaoi #yaoi bl #power bottom #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #masochistic #breathplay #overstim kink

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buzzyb33 · 4 months

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I’ve been so obsessed with sidemen recently it’s so bad😭 specifically Tobi if I’m honest, hes literally so sweet I love him sm

anywayss I was hoping for a friends with benefits type fic w tobi, where him and reader kinda just will do whatever they feel like with eachother, whether that be cuddling, being each others plus ones to events, doing other fun things (😳). they’re basically dating at this point but neither of them have the guts to flat out say anything about it.

maybe tobi is talking with the other sidemen and casually mentions that he’s shared a couple kisses with reader (or more idk🤭) and they all encourage him to just ask her out on a real date

just wanted to send something in bc I��ve been obsessed with this man for a while now😭 you don’t have to write this if you don’t feel like it! thank you!!

ps: love your work, your writing style is so amazing and perfect 🩷

TOBI? OF COURSEEEE

Prompt: since Tobi used one of his passes to be Y/ns plus one to a wedding the boys have been suspicious. Though she was already a friend of them then two seem closer than ever

Warnings: suggestive content,

Tobi sighs as he gets to the set, he hasn’t seen the boys in roughly a week as he went out with Y/n to a wedding as her plus one, his mind was full of her still.

The two were close, she held him when his mental health declined and he was feeling down, in the comfort of their little relationship.

He also held her when she was getting trolled on the internet, which was massively getting her down.

And when Tobi got a little tipsy at the sidemen 10 year party you two got frisky in a corner- ending in you going back to his hotel room with him which ended in expected sex.

When you got nominated and won an award for the female content creator of the year along with Eleanore Neale he buried his head between your thighs to congratulate you.

Also when he scored the sixth goal in the sidemen charity match- to congratulate him he got back to his hotel room when you came to speak to him, he shut the door and you instantly sunk to your knees before him.

“Well done tobi.. my way of saying well done? I’m not good with my words..” you peered up at him as you worked on his jeans.

But as he stood before you during one of your old school friends wedding in your blue thigh high dress, your beautiful smile accompanying that.

Sighing, he walked into the house for the recording and was met with a cheer.

“Tobjzl! What do we owe the pleasure!?” Ethan calls with a grin on his face.

Rolling his eyes in response and sitting down on the settee next to josh and Harry.

“Where was you last week?” JJ questions with a surprising amount of genuine confusion in his voice.

“I was at a wedding.” He replied.

“Who got married?”

“My friends friend.”

“JJ he was with Y/n the whole weekend.” Simon interjects with a wiggle of his eyebrows.

Tobi's response is a simple eye roll but as JJ laughs and Simon seems to be waiting for a confirmation or even a denial he reluctantly speaks up: "she asked me to be her plus one- Simon just called me when we was talking."

"She your girl?" Josh grins with a nudge to Tobis side.

“No.”

He wants her to be.

During the recording he checked his phone briefly and seen a message from no other than the girl he was infatuated with reading out an innocent “will you come over later?”

Meeting Josh for lunch the next day after having a night with Y/n, his mind a nice set of bliss.

The way her lips moved with his- her hands on his shoulders in a desperate way, how she whispered how much she missed h-

“Tobi, are you listening?”

“Tobi?” Josh’s voice sounds through his clouded mind.

“Yeah- sorry mate- what?”

“I was just saying how lannan was flying down soon- tobi, are you alright?” Josh’s voice masks concern.

“Yeah- I’m just a bit distracted..”

“With what?”

“… y/n.”

Josh smiles slightly. “What? Have you got a date?”

“That’s the thing- we’ve you know- but I don’t know if it’s just.. physical or she wants something- I do, I’m ready to commit but-“ he sighs.

“Have you shagged?” He urges.

“Well- yeah.”

Josh nodded slowly.

“Tobi- she initiates conversation just as you from what you say so just- ask her but make sure it’s clear of your intentions,”

“Okay- yeah, okay..”

Tobi forced the thought of you to the back of his mind as he spoke to Josh over food, nice conversations flowing.

I get a knock at my door and flat out my grey vest.

I open the door and see Tobi, a surprising factor as he normally messages me.

“Tobi! Did you leave something here or?..” I ask with a smile.

“No, no, uh can I come in?” He questions with a nervous smile, both hands behind his back.

“Yeah- course.”

I step out of the way and he exhale deeply, pulling his hands from behind his back and handing me a beautiful bouquet of light blue and pink lilies.

“Will- do you wanna go out? Properly? On a real date?” He taps his foot lightly as I look in awe at the flowers.

“Tobi- of course I will… You got me flowers?” I whisper as I feel my water line fill with tears.

“Great! And yeah I got you flowers- do you not like them?” A smile adorns his lips as he speaks, nervousness still swimming in his dark eyes.

“I- love them.. I’ve never got flower’s before..” I reply with a hint of emotion.

“A beautiful girl like you should get flowers every waking minute.” He grins softly as I hurry into my kitchen to put them in a vase.

I feel his eyes on me and as I cut the tips I turn to face him, hugging him tightly.

“You- wanna get serious? Not just.. what we do?” I ask as he squeezes me back.

“Yeah, I do, if you’re okay with that.” He murmured softly into my hair as he sways with me in his arms.

“I’m great with that.”

A/n:

JAMES MARRIOTT IS UP NEXT!!

Anyway I really hope you like this I’m sorry it’s short I was struggling a bit feel free to request some more!!

Requests are open

Masterlist!

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void-18 · 11 months

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Soft Yandere Wanda: All just a dream

Warning: threatening, manipulation

(Y/ns pov)

My wife and I have been living happily in this home but something seems off. Don't get me wrong, Wanda is beyond amazing but the world itself seems to be out of balance. It keeps glitching and then myself, I keep glitching. Each time it does, I think I come more aware of what's going on. Wanda acts as if it's nothing but the neighbors are just mindlessly roaming and everything is just off. I was in deep thought as my wife woke up and wrapped her arms around me.

W: Goodmorning darling

She kisses my neck and shoulder as her arms cuddle my waist, inhaling the scent of my hair. I turn around in her hold and kiss her, loving her warm embrace. I see the lamp beside us turn into an older looking lamp??? Looks like it came out of the 70's. Wanda ignores it but I catch hold of it.

Y/n: Wanda what's going on? Do you remember that lamp being like that??"

Wanda peers at it, furrows slightly, and then says no. She said I was most likely just really tired from work last night... I know damn well that lamp wasn't there.

She gets out of bed and decides to go down to the basement. She says that's where she can do her online job and really focus but I've always felt something dark was in there. I don't know what and I never thought about it till now.

W: I'll be right back baby, I just have to do some work I didn't finish last night.

I nod and let her go to the basement, I lay there for a couple minutes thinking still until I realize in the corner of my eye... the lamp. It's back to normal, that wasn't possible and I'm starting to freak out. Really badly freak out.

I ran down to the basement and opened it with a key I saw Wanda used once when I was " napping" on the couch. I took it out frantically from its hiding spot and opened the door running in only to see... my wife but also not her.

Wanda... SHE WAS FUCKING LEVITATING IN A SEANCE?!?!

This wasn't right, I know barley anything about this but Wanda never had to previously use seances for her powers! I turn to run away but Wanda's eyes snapped open and she closed the door locking it as I jiggled the door knob.

W: Y/n what are you doing down here?

The voice she used was oddly calm, I turn around now seeing her standing and looking with a bit of surprise but overall worry.

Y: Wanda what the hell are you doing?!

She looked taken aback cause I never curse at her. She sighs and walks closer to which I step back. She looked hurt by my response but there was no way I'm letting her near me, not after what I saw.

She used her powers and brought me to her. I yelped when I felt her cold hands on my neck and waist pulling me closer to her body. She looked at me intently before speaking.

W: There's nothing to worry about my love, I'm doing this for us! This town is mine and nobody will ever bother us again! We can even raise Billy and Tommy here.

She kept her hand on my stomach not letting me get away from her grasp. Wanda has been begging for months for us to have kids, but I wouldn't give in until one time she "forgot" to wear a damn condom. I didn't even know I was pregnant, it was too early to tell but her children growing inside of me... were they even real????

She chuckles and looks at me

W: Yes they are real my darling, which means it's best for us to stay together!

She leaned her head on mine

W: Please don't leave me, you're all I've got left. Here you're safe from out there. All three of you are.

I look into her eyes as she try's to keep her tears from running down her face.

Y: I'm sorry Wanda but I can't, this isn't right. Keeping these people here isn't right.

Her eyes darken at my response, I feel her aura shift as whatever took a hold of my Wanda creeps to the surface.

The ground starts to shake as Wanda gets more upset still holding me in her gentle embrace.

W: I'm sorry Y/n, but I can't do that.

A/N

Oh no. Cliffhanger... I'm sorry it's so late and I'm tired anyways see y'all with pt 2

#dark!wanda maximoff #yandere wanda maximoff #dark wanda maximoff #dark wanda x reader #dark! wanda maximoff #wanda imagine #wanda multiverse of madness #wanda x y/n #wanda maximoff

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doomwhore · 10 months

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Orochimaru gets rawed.

Crack, lemon, age gap, male reader, bottom orochimaru, Boruto era, suigetsu and Karin are ooc, Akamichi reader.

Penetration, corruption(kinda?), humiliation, praise, size difference, MILFs, creampies, long tounge, forbidden relations, bareback, younger man/older enby, shifting dynamics, top reader, dirty talk, penis awe, profanity, (extremely mild)exhibitionism.

Words: alot.

Orochimaru hasn't gotten laid for over a year now, but that all changes when Karin and suigetsu invite a handsome young man to hang out at otokagure.

"Dude! What the fuck!" Y/n yelled as suigetsu knocked into him sending the contents of his water bottle onto y/n's shirt. "Aw man, I'm sorry" suigetsu said apologetically. "You can go use our dryer for your shirt, man" y/n sighed then a soft smile came to his face "its fine, I knew you didn't mean to. This shirts old anyways" y/n said with a soft chuckle. "Where's the laundry room?"

"Down the hall to your left, y/n" Karin piped up from across the room. "Thanks girlie!" y/n said as he walked off to find the laundry room. Y/n walks into the laundry room and takes off his shirt, he isn't exactly chiseled; but he's big, his body type more like those of powerlifters...or the usual akamichi man. "Fuckin suigetsu.." y/n murmurs to himself playfully as he shakes his head with a small smile, he then puts his shirt in the dryer and puts it on the quick dry cycle. 'Damn, I'm gonna have to chill here for 15 minutes' y/n thinks to himself.

Suddenly, orochimaru rounds the corner and their eyes widen at the sight of the stranger in their laundry room. Orochimaru regains his composure, but his eyes can't help but wander up and down y/n's body as they speak. "And who might you be?" Orochimaru said with slight suspicion in their voice, clearly unaware of y/ns visit.

'Holy shit. Its *the* orochimaru, *the* kage killer' y/n thinks to himself before speaking "oh, I'm y/n, I'm a friend of suigetsus" orochimaru pauses for a moment before speaking again "...and *why* are you shirtless in my home?" Orochimaru says as they tilt their to the side curiously. Y/n chuckles to himself "ah, that fucker suigetsu knocked into me and spilled his water on my shirt, I'm just using your dryer for a moment. Hope ya don't mind" orochimaru is slightly taken aback at the use of profanity and casual language, orochimaru is used to being feared and treated with the highest respect by people too afraid to cross him...but this young man is much different it seems.

"Hm." Orochimaru says as his eyes wander down y/n's shirtless body again. "Tell me, boy, are you a shinobi perhaps?...I can tell your quite...*active*" orochimaru's voice seems to change slightly from his usual casual detachment to a more sultry tone. "I'm no shinobi...I just like to keep myself lookin good for the ladies" y/n says with a wink and soft chuckle. Y/n's casual nonchalant attitude begins to stir the pot of desire deep inside orochimaru. "Oh? Well I'm sure a handsome young man like yourself has women flocking to" orochimaru says flirtatiously, then orochimaru speaks again "I'm sure a man such as yourself, y/n, is already taken, no?"

Y/n chuckles and puts a hand on the back of his neck. "I'm not actually..." Orochimaru smirks smugly

'oh. This will be good' orochimaru thinks to themselves before speaking "so your a bachelor, hm?...how intriguing.." orochimaru's tounge flicks out in amusement as they scan y/n's body once again. Y/n blushes softly, clearly understanding what orochimaru is starting to get at. "W-whats so interesting about that?" Y/n says, orochimaru ignores that statement and speaks again. "hm...how old are you?" Orochimaru says curiously. "I'm 23...why?" Y/n says, mildly flustered. Orochimaru chuckles seductively then brings a delicate hand to y/n's cheek and whispers in his ear. "Mmm...good, that means your ripe for the taking" orochimaru says with another seductive chuckle. Y/n takes a moment to process this, 'am I about to fuck *the* orochimaru?' He thinks before speaking again.

"Is that so?" Y/n says flirtatiously back at orochimaru, "well perhaps...you should pick the forbidden fruit.." y/n says, matching orochimaru's energy. Orochimaru's face flushes a soft pink as his breathing grows slightly heavier. "Oh my..." Orochimaru murmurs as they run a hand down the chest of y/n, causing y/n's length to twitch ever so slightly. Orochimaru's tounge comes out a licks along y/n's neck, illiciting a small groan of desire from the man.

"Mm..fuck.." y/n says before leaning down and kissing orochimaru. Orochimaru eyes widen slightly in suprise before kissing y/n back. Both parties tounges begin to collide in a lustful dance as orochimarus hands wander to run through y/n's hair. "You taste so damn good.." y/n murmurs breathlessly with a soft chuckle. Orochimaru grins devilishly, revealing his sharp teeth. "Oh y/n...I just love men like you..so strong..I bet you could pick me up and pin me against the wall if you really wanted to, hm?" Orochimaru murmurs. This statement sends a strong spike of desire throughout y/n's body, his eyes glowing with a new, determined lust. 'Oh. I'm gonna fuck the shit out of them' y/n thinks, "...do you want that?" Y/n replies. "Perhaps...but can you keep me down? I am quite the powerful shinobi after all" orochimaru says smugly, their lust growing as they see that fire in your eyes.

Y/n let's out a heavy, shaky breath "how 'bout you take me to your room and we can find out." Orochimaru let's out an amused chuckle "mhm..let's not waste anytime then." Orochimaru takes y/n by the wrist and leads him to their quarters. 'Damn. That's a big ass bed.' Y/n thinks to himself as they enter the room. Orochimaru quickly locks the door behind them before sitting down on the bed and motioning for y/n to sit next to them. "Oh I just love young men like you...so virile..so filled with life..and so easy to take" this earns a soft groan of desire from y/n "fuckkk..." y/n groans as he feels himself getting hard already. Orochimaru chuckles as they spot the buldge forming in y/n's pants. "Well, that certainly proved my point"

Orochimaru takes his hand and runs it up and down y/n's inner thigh "I wonder how worked up you can get..." orochimaru murmurs as they move there hand back and forth. "Hngh.." y/n replies before gently running his hands through orochimarus hair and kissing their neck, the kisses travel from orochimarus neck to his collarbone before trailing up to orochimarus jaw, earning a soft gasp from the snake sannin.

Y/n's hands move to cup orochimarus ass as he leaves small hickeys on orochimarus neck, causing orochimaru to moan Slightly. "Mhm..." orochimaru murmurs before moving to sit on y/n's lap and wrapping their legs around the young man in a snake like manner. Orochimaru then runs his hands up and down y/n's torso slowly and gently, experienced touches knowing just where to glide to earn sweet noises out of y/n. "Orochimaru..." y/n murmurs breathlessly, causing orochimaru to let out one of their trademark devious chuckles.

Orochimaru looks composed on the outside, but his body says otherwise, his cock beginning to ache and push against his pants. Y/n's eyes are locked on orochimarus hard on before quickly snapping to orochimarus hands as they begin undo his belt. "You want to be touched, don't you? Do you want to feel my hands on your cock?" Y/n nods his head in agreement as his dick throbs with desire. Orochimaru deftly finishes undoing y/n's pants, but doesn't remove them. Instead removing. y/n's throbbing dick from the hole in his boxers.

"O-oh my." Orochimaru says breathlessly as they look at, y/n's length. Y/n's cock makes orochimarus hand look small, coming in at a hefty 8 inches.

"Its so heavy....." orochimaru murmurs to himself causing, y/n to grin in self satisfaction. "I'm glad it's too your liking" y/n says playfully. "Indeed it is.." orochimaru murmurs, their eyes still locked on y/n's dick. Orochimaru begins to slowly and gently stroke y/n's cock while cupping y/n's balls with the other hand. Orochimaru's touch is purposefully teasingly slow, trying to draw every little noise from y/n.

Y/n gasps and whimpers softly, knowing very well what orochimaru is trying to pull "oh you bastard..." y/n says with a moan through gritted teeth. "A-ah ah...watch your tounge, boy." Orochimaru says playfully as they tilt y/n's chin to look down at them. "Or I won't let you touch me, and you oh so desperately want to touch me, don't you?" Y/n grunts softly before replying "maybe I'll just take what I want and have my way with you." Y/n says in a firm, seductive voice that makes a shiver run up orochimarus spine. "Oh? I dare you then, see if you can have your way with me" orochimaru says all to smugly, teasing arrogance in every word they speak. Y/n chuckles darkly, a new, dominant glint in his eyes, a desire to prove orochimaru wrong and fuck them good. "Bet." Y/n says before quickly flipping orochimaru over and pinning them under him.

"You wanted this, didn't you? You just wanted to get me worked up so I would take you roughly. You want to be used, I can tell" these teasing words earn a groan of desire from orochimaru before they blush deeply, seemingly embarrassed by this fact. Y/n grins widely as he sees orochimarus flushed face. These words bounce around in orochimarus head, giving them conflicting emotions, on one hand, orochimaru is embarrassed, on the other hand, orochimaru is the most turned on they have ever been for the past 5 years.

"P-perhaps...perhaps I do want to be used" orochimaru says in a small voice. Y/n wastes no time stripping orochimaru of their clothes, tossing all garments to the side haphazardly. Y/n bites his lip and looks down at orochimaru. "Fuck..your such a pretty little twink, your hole is just begging to be filled" y/n takes a firm handful of orochimarus ass. "You have such a thick fuckin ass" y/n growls out. "Your so much smaller than me...I bet I could break you if I really wanted" these words make orochimarus cock twitch with delight. "Gods...just take me already" orochimaru says desperately, causing y/n to chuckle. "Imagine if people saw this...lord orochimaru, desperately needing cock in their hole. Begging for someone so much younger to fuck them good."

These words earn another groan from orochimaru. "Hngh...just put it in already" y/n chuckles before taking some lube off the nearby bedside table and applying it to his cock. "As you wish...I just want to fuck you good" y/n murmurs. Orochimaru grins softly and speaks. "pound me, y/n. Fuck me good."

Orochimaru grabs onto y/n's hair firmly, earning a moan from the other man. "A bit of a masochist, are we?" Orochimaru says teasingly. "I'll keep that in mind" "I'm gonna put it in now" y/n says, after orochimaru gives a nod of confirmation; y/n begins to slip his dick inside orochimaru slowly, earning a groan of delight from both parties. "S-shit! Your so t-tight" y/n says through gritted teeth as he slowly inserts his cock all the way in.

"O-oh yesss..." orochimaru hisses out. "oh you fill me up so good~" orochimaru puts their hand on their cock and begins to stroke themselves slowly as they adjust to y/n's length inside them. After a moment orochimaru speaks in a breathy voice "y-you can start moving now.." y/n moans as he begins to slowly move in and out of orochimaru.

"Oh fuck...fuck your so tight.." y/n murmurs. Orochimaru's hands grip the sheets as they try to keep themselves from being to loud. "Oh..oh yesss...your so big" orochimaru says as claws at the sheets under him. "Shit..oh god.." y/n moans out softly as his body moves. "M-more...harder..." y/n quickly obliges, the sudden movement causing orochimaru to moan loudly "y-yes!" Orochimaru quickly slaps a hand over his mouth, a futile attempt to keep their decorum. This causes a half laugh-half moan from y/n. "o-oh its...a-alright..l-let me..h-hear you.." y/n struggles to speak through gasps and gritted teeth.

Y/n places a firm smack on orochimarus ass as he moves inside them "fuck! Fuck your- ah- g-good!" Y/n exclaims, his actions illiciting a lustful groan from orochimaru. Gripping at the man on top of as he moans "y-y/n...oh god..yes..yes!" Orochimarus eyes begin to roll back into their head as y/n moves. "Oh fuckkk..d-dont..tell me..y-your..close already" y/n struggles to say between gasps and moans. "Hnghhh..y/n..d-dont you dare stop.." orochimaru says with lust and passion dripping from their somewhat slurred words. Y/n picks orochimaru up suddenly, earning a noise of suprise from orochimaru. "W-what are you-" orochimarus words are cut off by a loud moan as y/n begins to carry fuck them. "Yes! Yes! Just like that!" Orochimaru exclaimed, all attempts at keep decorum tossed aside as y/n pounds them vigorously. Y/n can feel his cock throbbing even harder as orochimaru desperately clings onto him.

"F-fuck! Shit! Yes! I'm gonna cUhM" y/n moans out desperately as he thrusts and bucks. Orochimaru moans at these words, "oh yes! Cum for me! Cum inside!" Y/n let's out several deep and loud groans as he shoots ropes of his load inside orochimaru, the sensation of being creampied sending orochimaru into orgasm. "YEs! Y/n! Oh g-GOd!" The two partners moan in tandem as they release.

Several moments of silence pass as both parties cath their breath before kissing eachother deeply. "Mhm...you, my dear, have exceeded my Highest expectations" orochimaru says with satisfied amusement, a soft grin painting their face. Y/n pulls out, earing a soft gasp from orochimaru before flopping back on the bed. "Fuckin hell...I think I just cummed the soul outta me.." y/n says with satisfaction and humor, the words earning a amused chuckle from orochimaru. "Hm..it seems you did..but I think it was worth it" orochimaru says softly, in a almost loving voice as they lay back next to y/n. "Fuck yeah it was!" y/n says with an assured voice, earning another soft laugh from orochimaru.

The following morning...

Orochimaru sets down a plate of eggs in front of y/n before taking their own seat at the table. "You should make sure and eat. I'd like to keep those muscles on you after all~" orochimaru says flirtatiously, earning a chuckle from y/n. Karin walks into the kitchen and immediately notices the tension between y/n and orochimaru. "Oh my..so that's where you went" Karin says cheekily with a knowing grin on her face. Suigetsu follows shortly after, also noticing the tension, "did you fu-" before Suigetsu can finish his sentence he gets a firm hit on the head from Karin, causing water to splash. As Suigetsu and Karin bicker, orochimaru and y/n can't help but look at eachother and chuckle.

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