omg is there any way you could do a continuation of the “pulling your clothes off smut” like he ripped her shirt and he’s happy to home but what next ??? it’s soooooo good
You didn’t get an ounce of a break when Jason’s thick cock broke through your walls with limited prep, too desperate to have your aching cunt cry on his cock as quickly as possible.
His tac pants were soaked, his balls coating with your juices the harder they slap against your reddened pussy.
Gloved hands pull you up back against his chest, tightly squeezing hold of your breasts to fuck you harder back onto his dick. 
“You missed me huh? Talk to me, tell me you missed this dick. Ohh, you greedy little bitch, just can’t get enough of me can’t ya?”
If you could speak properly, you’d let him have it. He ruined your clothes, bullied his fat cock perfectly against your spongy little sweet spot.
Instead, all you could emit were various, broken little euphoric cries.
Maybe your bored mind pictured Jason coming home and fucking you whilst in his suit. The perfect picturesque of rugged vigilante coming home and breeding you whenever he so damn pleased.
“Tell me,” he eagerly rasps in your ear. “Tell me, baby. Tell me you wanna be full of me, beg for me to fuck you full. Oh Shit- stretched around me, so fuckin’ pretty—“
The bastard might’ve been oblivious about your fantasies, seeming to only care of his own. To fuck you whenever he wanted after a failed or successful patrol.
“Oh shit, shit- don’t do that—“ His brash slams against your cunt began to falter, his grip traveling towards your hips in attempt to steady himself from your tightly squeezing walls.
You clenched harder, per Jason’s absolute delight. His chest rumbled with his lustful, desperate grunts perfectly exhaled along your neck.
“Ohhh my god, babe. Baby, you’re gonna fuckin’ drain me dry.”
In the only retaliation he knew, he garnered the decency to rip off his dirty glove with his teeth before assaulting your clit, feeling your body tense as your cries got just a little louder.
“That’s it, that’s it. Be good for me, fuckin’ come on this cock. All around my cock, that’s it.”
You had to finish first. Cardinal rule; Jason loved nothing more than a quivering, soaked and satisfied pussy to fuck his seed into.
“Be a good girl, gimme what I want. That’s right, gimme what I fucking want.”
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too close to the stars
pairing: obi-wan kenobi x reader
reader’s pronouns: he/him
Summary: You return from your recent mission, wanting nothing more than to collapse in bed. The Jedi Council seems to have other plans for you, however, as they summon you to report on your assignment. You do so, despite your energy slowly beginning to fade. No one on the Council seems to notice. No one except Obi-Wan, your teacher.
You take a deep breath, struggling to even remain standing. Admittedly, it’s been a rather long few days. It certainly doesn’t help that, the moment you get back from your assignment, you’re immediately summoned to present your findings to the Jedi Council. Your mission was rather simple, which is how you suspect you got assigned to it. After all, you’re still an apprentice. You’ve trained under Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi’s guidance for a few months now, but you’re still not quite a full Jedi.
“Enter, young Padawan.”
You resist an eye roll at the title. Ordinarily, you’d have a witty remark on the tip of your tongue, but today you don’t really have the energy. You haven’t gotten a good night’s sleep in quite a few days, not to mention the rather... interesting events that transpired during your mission. These thoughts tumble through your mind as you walk into the Council’s chamber. The moment you step into the space, everyone falls silent. You resolutely keep your gaze focused on the ground.
“Please report on your mission.” Well, right to business, then. You tell them of your assignment, of your encounter with a few rogues that you suspect to be allies to the Dark Side, and your rather complex return. The room is entirely silent as you explain how you were pursued through most of your journey home. Luckily, you’re a decent enough pilot and you managed to lose your tail. You say as much, but a strange huffing sound interrupts you.
“Did I not say to contact me, if you were in peril?” It’s Obi-Wan of all people that breaks the tense silence stretching across the room. You turn to the side, only to find that your teacher is already staring at you. His eyebrows are furrowed and he looks considerably troubled.
“Yes, but-” you try to say, only to be interrupted once more.
“Yet you did not do so,” Obi-Wan says, his arms crossed over his chest. He almost looks indignant, and you can only wonder what has caused him to look so irritated. There’s a response on the tip of your tongue when you hear someone clear their throat awkwardly. You turn to the side to see Mace Windu looking between you and Obi-wan, an unreadable expression on his face. The Jedi has always been hard to pin down, in your opinion, and now you can’t help but wish you could understand the knowing gleam in his eyes.
“I believe we have discussed everything pertinent,” Windu announces, looking to his left and right for confirmation. The other Council members nod in agreement and he continues to speak. “Thank you. This meeting is adjourned.”
The Council members file out of the room, evidently having finished their business. You waver in your position at the center for a moment before turning to walk away. You’re not quite sure what you’re going to do now. The Council hadn’t given you a new mission. You’re so caught up in your thoughts that you don’t notice the footsteps behind you growing faster until there’s a sudden grip on your shoulder.
“It appears my Padawan thinks he knows better than me,” Obi-Wan remarks. You turn around, blinking at him in surprise. How did he sneak up on you? You must have been zoned out. It takes you more than a moment to process his remark, but when you do, you immediately stiffen.
“What do you mean, Master?” You wince at the way your voice slightly wavers. Your heart is beating out of your chest as your teacher squints at you.
“You’re injured,” Obi-Wan says, raising an eyebrow as if challenging you to argue. You take the invitation.
“I’m fine,” you roll your eyes, stretching your arms in a rather pathetic attempt at both remaining causal and proving that you’re fine. The effort doesn’t quite work as you intend, because the movement makes your vision go out for a startling moment, blinding you to the world around you. You stumble on your feet, thrown by the sudden- albeit brief- blurring of your vision. It takes your vision a bit longer than normal to correct itself, and even when it does, you still feel your balance wavering. You stumble to the side and hit the wall at your side, wincing as pain shoots through you. There’s a grip on your elbow, firm but reassuring. The look leveled at you isn’t as warm and reassuring, however.
“I know my apprentice,” Obi-Wan asserts, staring at you so intensely that you’re not sure if he’s even remembering to blink. His hand falls to his side, but his gaze refuses to leave you.
“I’m fine,” you repeat, trying to break away from him and continue walking. Your effort doesn’t quite work, because you can barely make it a few more steps without your legs giving out. Before you can fear a collision with the ground, Obi-Wan is at your side, a hand on your forearm and another on your back.
“Master-”
“Enough,” Obi-Wan argues, his voice cold. You flinch at the sudden change in tone. He sighs at this, shaking his head in disbelief. “I’m taking you to the medcenter.”
You can’t find the energy to resist, especially as all the adrenaline you had before the Council’s meeting is steadily seeping out of your body. Obi-Wan leads you down the hallway, his gaze burning into the side of your face. You can’t bear to make eye contact, so instead you grit your teeth and try your best not to fall to the floor.
The rest of the walk passes in somewhat of a haze. You’re not quite sure what happens, because you seem to just blink and suddenly you’re reclined back on a bed. You blink the tears out of your eyes at the bright lighting throughout the room. It takes a moment for you to remember where you are, how you got there. The moment you do, you shoot up to a sitting position. At least, you try to, only for Obi-Wan to immediately push you back down.
“Stay,” he orders, in an uncharacteristically demanding tone. You do just that, not wanting to anger him any further. For an immeasurable amount of time, you stew in the awkward tension that seems to settle around the two of you. You glance at your teacher out of the corner of your eye, only to find his knuckles tightening as he grips the railing of your bed. In a moment of sheer spontaneity, you place a hand over his. His head shoots up to look at you and, for an awful moment, you think your teacher will recoil in disgust. Instead, he simply smiles. It’s a smile you haven’t seen him wear before- soft and fond. A sudden burning feeling in the back of your throat, you let your head fall back to the pillow as your eyes begin to fall shut of their own accord.
an extra lil snippet + endnotes below!
“You’re too close to him,” Mace says, looking at him sternly.
Obi-Wan doesn’t need to ask about who the Jedi is referring to. He resists the urge to sigh. “He is my apprentice,” Obi-Wan maintains. For a few seconds, Mace is entirely silent. There’s a small tick to his eyebrow that suggests that this won’t be the last time they have this conversation.
“See that you keep it that way,” Mace remarks before walking away.
I love the idea of Mace Windu catching on and ending the meeting. I know that, realistically speaking, the Jedi Code forbids romantic relationships... Still, this is an x reader fic, so... Ah well.
Anyways. I kind of struggled to find a way for Obi-Wan to address the reader. I hate when writers use “Y/N” in their writing- I’ve never written like that and I never will, lol. Still, I wanted it to be more authentic. “My Padawan,” is the best I could come up with. It sounds a little stiff, but Obi-Wan is a little stiff and formal himself so I think it works out.
obi wan.... *sighs dreamily*
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One day in a small broken house there were a bunny and cat the bunny loved trying new things at the same time but the cat did not.
Julius ooh Julius? the rabbit named Oswald tried waking his big brother up but he was sound asleep.
The only way I go to sleep is going outside.. Oswald said as he hugged his toy bear.
But I'm old enough to go out there by myself right teddy? Oswald said
Oh you don't talk anyway... Oswald said
Oswald got in his shoes that nearly fit him and got in his patchwork clothes (Julius gave the shoes to him because he didn't want Oswald to be barefoot in Muddy floors) and left out with a light
Oswald wasn't scared of nothin! He didn't really mind going that far where dangerous animals there he was pretty small but he was brave!
But before he could jump on land... He seen a very bright light.
It was a weird red and white portal
What dat? Oswald said clearly he was confused
Julius always told Oswald to always tell him before he goes close to something...
Oswald ran back home JULIUS! JULIUS! Oswald was trying to wake his brother up. What...?
Julius was half awake...
outside! Outside! There is a thing- Oswald was quite in a hurry
Wait why where you... Julius was very confused because Oswald doesn't go outside when Julius isn't up only if Julius says so.
I CAN EXPLAIN LATER COME ON HURRY! Oswald was in a rush.
Ok ok hold on... Julius got dressed and followed Oswald
What is it? Julius said he was very worried and cranky
It's a red and white portal thing! It smells like a candycane!
Your right... Julius said he thought it was very suspicious because he never seen a portal in the woods only in fairytales...
I'ma go check it out! Oswald said he was very excited to see some stuff on the other side.
OSWALD WAIT!! Julius said literally trying to stop a four year old it's like trying to stop your dog from running away.
It was to late to stop Oswald so Julius had to follow him in...
@mushysposts
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